Ezra’s mouth came crashing down on hers, their lips molding together perfectly as the need inside Kayla grew until it was overwhelming. This was the kind of desire she had never felt before, and Ezra could evoke it in her with only a kiss.

Their hips ground together as she wrapped a leg around him, and she could feel the bulge of his cock rubbing against her slit. Even through their clothes, the sensation was enough to drive her mad.

Ezra’s hands roamed her body as he slid his tongue into her mouth, and all she could think about was getting even closer to him, until there was no telling where she ended and he began. She couldn’t help but sigh and moan as he kissed her deeply, demanding and passionate, intense enough to make her head spin.

Her clit was already throbbing, her panties wet and her nipples hard, her body reacting to every slightest touch from him and begging for more. Ezra’s hand moved from cupping and kneading her ass to slipping underneath her shirt, his cool fingers trailing up her back and easily unhooking her bra.

“I want to see more of you,” he whispered against her mouth, and the want in his voice was palpable.

Throwing her usual modesty and restraint out the window, Kayla disentangled herself from him and got up on her knees, pulling off her shirt and bra in one smooth motion. When she started on the zipper on her skirt, however, Ezra stopped her.

“No rush,” he smiled, pushing her back onto the bed and hovering over her.

There was a wicked curve to his lips as he let his gaze sweep over her nakedness, and Kayla could feel the weight of his eyes on her skin, starting at the curve of her shoulders, moving on to the swell of her breasts and ending at her ample hips.

“You’re even more beautiful than I imagined,” he said, slipping off his own shirt.

Ezra’s wide chest was now in full view, perfectly sculpted and smooth, leading to a carved six-pack Kayla couldn’t help but ogle. The man looked damn good in clothes, but he looked even better without.

When he placed a knee on either side of her and lowered himself to kiss her, she splayed her hands across his chest, mapping the hard lines of his body with her hands. Her palms slid over his broad shoulders and down his biceps, nothing but solid muscle underneath her touch.

“You’re perfect,” she said quietly, earning a chuckle from Ezra.

“I’m really not, but I’ll take the compliment either way,” he replied, giving her a quick but thorough kiss before dragging his mouth down her body.

Kayla’s head fell back when his lips started tracing teasing circles around her nipples, while his powerful hands were on her shoulders, gently kneading the tense muscles there. Relaxed yet on edge, she squirmed beneath him, waiting for him to stop teasing and give her what she wanted.

When he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, she let out a hissing breath, pleasure shooting straight to her core. The ache between her legs was relentless now, her pussy wet and her clit begging to be played with.

But Ezra kept on torturing her, pressing her back into the mattress as he licked and sucked, lavishing her breasts with attention until she felt like she was ready to burst. Just when she thought she might go mad, Ezra rolled to the side, his mouth still on her breasts, but his hand now trailing up her inner thighs.

Kayla stilled for a moment, anticipation taking over her as she waited for his touch to reach her pussy. Ever so gently, Ezra brushed his fingers over the lace of her panties, giving her no relief, and only stoking the fire inside her.

Groaning in frustration, she bucked her hips, desperate to get more from him. His tongue still flicking at her nipples, to overstimulation now adding a twinge of pain to the pleasure surging through her, his hand brushed over her slit again, with just a tiny bit more pressure.

“Please…” Kayla moaned, her body jerking against his hand, every cell in her body begging for release.

“Please what, my beautiful Kayla?” Ezra asked, his breath falling on her nipples, wet with his saliva, and making her shiver.

His other hand moved from massaging her breast to squeezing her inner thigh, and Kayla briefly wondered if it was possible to die from pure lust.

“Do you want me to touch you… there?” he asked, pressing a finger against her slit, and moving it around so it rubbed against her clit.

Kayla cried out, spreading her legs for him. She was beyond words, only acting on instinct. Ezra slowly slid his finger up and down her wet pussy, while using his other hand to move her panties to the side. Hands digging into the sheets, Kayla gasped in a breath as he spread her folds apart and focused on her clit, circling it with slow, deliberate motions.

His mouth returned to her breasts, and as he kissed around her nipples, one of his fingers slid inside her pussy. With his thumb still on her clit, he started working his finger in and out of her, slowly at first, but picking up speed as her hips started moving along to the rhythm.

Back arched, she was riding his hand as he fucked her with his fingers, her whole body shivering and no rational thought left in her head. This was what it felt like to let white-hot desire take control of you, to trust your body with a man who knew how to make you scream.

The way Ezra lapped at her nipples, groaning softly to himself as his fingers worked her pussy, he seemed to be feeding off her pleasure, instead of looking for his own. All the attention was on her, and for once, that didn’t make her self-conscious in the slightest.

No, she relished every second of him enjoying her body, as the room around them started floating away, and her muscles started to clench. She was teetering on the edge now, feeling hot and cold at the same time.

But just as she was about to get that release she had been looking for, Ezra pulled away. Letting out a sound of protest, she reached out to touch him, only to be pulled on top of him instead.

Looking down, she noticed he had somehow found the time to take off his pants, which shouldn’t have surprised her, with his vampire speed and all. What did surprise her was how she was now suddenly straddling him, her wet slit resting on his huge, hard cock.

Ezra grinned up at her, his hands on her hips as she slowly started to move, her juices coating his erection as she ground her clit against him. He moaned as she moved back and forth, building on the interrupted momentum, enjoying the control she had.

When Ezra’s hands moved to her ass, spurring her on, she couldn’t take it anymore. There was a hollowness inside her that demanded she have all of him, so she lifted her hips and wrapped her fingers around his thick cock, before guiding it inside her.

Ezra groaned, his fingers digging into her flesh as she lowered herself onto his cock, slowly stretching herself thin around him. She had to take it slow at first as her body adjusted to his size, but then her hips found a rhythm that made her insides clench and her head fall back.

“Oh… Ezra,” the words slipped from her lips, without her even meaning to say them.

As she rocked back and forth, her body getting used to the feeling of intense fullness, she couldn’t help but think this put every lukewarm sexual encounter she’d ever had with Seth to shame.

Despite only knowing Ezra for a short time, there was a connection between them that couldn’t be denied, and an innate trust that let Kayla let herself go and be completely free. The desire evident in his eyes was all the fuel she needed.

Kayla picked up the pace, her hips bucking back and forth, her back arched as she couldn’t get enough of him. When his hands grabbed her hips and easily lifted her higher, she let out a desperate whimper as he used his hips to slam into her, impaling her on his perfect cock.

Screaming out his name, Kayla took a second to appreciate how Ezra didn’t seem to get winded or tire from supporting her whole body weight as he continued to sink into her, faster and faster, until all she could do was moan and mewl, completely at his mercy.

His body was like a fine-tuned machine as he made her pleasure his business, relentless in the way he drove her toward the edge. Leaning forward, Kayla rested her hands on his chest, as smooth and cool as it was before, while she herself was a sweaty mess, her bangs clinging to her forehead and her voice coming out in breathless gasps.

Ezra’s hands moved from her hips to her ass as he continued slamming into her pussy while staring straight into her eyes. It wasn’t something Kayla was used to, and it only added to the intensity of the experience.

Nothing mattered except for the two of them and the way they made each other feel. A thought popped into her head, a certainty in her mind even before she could find the words to articulate it. She wanted to be all his, for him to take all of her he could possibly have.

“Bite me,” she whispered, and Ezra groaned audibly, a fire deep in his eyes.

“Kayla…” he said softly, but she didn’t want him to argue.

“Take my blood. Let me be inside you,” she moaned.

And that was all it took.