Chapter 267

Tessa’s POV

In an instant, I had completely forgotten that we were on a metal death trap. When Joseph kissed me, the only thing I could think about was him and how he made my body hum with desires. He wrapped his strong arms around my waist and pulled me close to him as he shut the door with his foot.

His kiss was warm and inviting. I nipped at his bottom lip playfully and I saw the desires pooling in his eyes as he took me in. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself closer to him. I wanted to feel every inch of his body pressing against mine. I wanted to feel every single one of his abs.

My cheeks flushed as I ran my fingers down his torso, desperate to get his shirt off. As if he could read my mind, with a smirk playing on his lips, he lifted his shirt over his head and tossed it to the ground. I was never going to get used to how incredible he looked.

My mouth was practically watering at the sight of him.

His lips found mine again and his tongue twirled around my mouth, dancing with my tongue. My heart skipped a beat as he conquered my lips and made me his.

His fingers worked to unbutton my blouse and once he got to the last button, it slipped down my shoulders and fell to the ground around my feet. I worked to get myself out of my pants and he pulled back only a little so he could watch my pants slide down my long legs.

I stepped out of them, leaving me in only my bra and panties.

“You are wearing too many clothes, Professor,” I said playfully, eyeing his pants with my bottom lip tucked between my teeth.

With a grin, he quickly got himself out of his pants, kicking them across the room and making me laugh.

I grabbed the band of his boxers and pulled them down his muscular calves, allowing his large erection to fling free. My mouth dropped open at the size of him and how ready he was for me. I was never going to get used to him and I was okay with that.

He stared down at me, a longing and lust in his eyes that caused warmth to pool between my legs and a tingle to course through my body. He ran his fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp.

It took everything I had not to close my eyes and lean further into his touch. I wrapped my lips around his erection and allowed my tongue to glide around the tip. A moan escaped my lips as I tasted him on my tongue. I deepened him in my mouth, allowing him to glide in and out of me with ease as he rolled his hips slowly.

His hold on my head tightened a little as he thrust himself into my mouth. I peeked up at him and saw that his eyes were closed, and his head was tilted backward as he allowed himself to feel. His breathing grew heavy, and I could tell from the swelling of his cock that he was close. I used my hand to stroke him as I continued my movements with my mouth. Allowing him a passageway down my throat; it only made me gag a little. When I moaned, the feeling of needing to gag went away almost immediately.

His body trembled and I knew he was about to explode. But then he stopped me. He pulled himself out of my mouth and lifted me off the ground. Before I could protest, his lips crashed into mine and his tongue shoved its way into my mouth.

He kissed me hungrily and with more passion than I knew what to do with. I didn’t even realize he unlatched my bra until it fell to the ground and his fingers found each nipple. I moaned into his kiss as he teased and played with my nipples through his fingers, making them pebble from his touch.

He pushed me onto the bed, and I melted in the soft sheets and comforter. For a bed on a plane, it was very comfortable.

I didn’t have a chance to bask in it though because soon he was climbing on top of me, conquering my lips once again. I breathed him in, loving how he smelled and loving every touch he gave my body.

He ran his lips down the nape of my neck and across my chest until his tongue swirled around my breasts. I bucked my hips and arched my back as a wave of chills washed through my body. All I felt was him and I wanted more.

A low growl escaped from the depth of his throat as he started to tease my other nipple. His hands ran down the sides of my body until they reached my panties. Soon, they slid off my body and were tossed to the ground.

I was extremely exposed to him, and I didn’t care in the least. I stopped caring about that kind of thing a long time ago. He never made me feel weird about my body; the way he looked at me made me feel sexy and desired.

He started with small kisses around my inner thighs. His eyes never break contact with mine. And then his lips lowered down my legs until he reached my core. He used his fingers to part my folds and his tongue circled around my clit, teasing, and flicking, making a loud moan escape my lips.

I hoped this room was soundproof because I couldn’t help but scream his name as tingles shot through my entire body and my legs began to tremble from the incredible sensation.

He licked me like I was his last meal, and he wanted every last bit of me. I ran my fingers through his hair, loving how soft it was.

I thought to myself how lucky I was to have such an incredible man in my life, even if he was a vampire. It didn’t matter to me; it never did. Joseph Evergreen was the one and only man for me. He was the one I was going to marry. He was the one I was giving myself to fully.

My climax arrived quickly and soon; I was exploding my desires around him. It left me breathless and panting as he ran his lips back up my torso and found my mouth again. I wanted to taste myself on him, so I shoved my tongue in his mouth and explored him curiously.

He growled against my lips and before I knew what was happening, his manhood plunged deep into my core. I threw my head back and groaned in satisfaction as I felt the fullness between my legs. He bucked his hips, making him go deeper and a loud and breathy moan escaped my lips.

He moved faster, holding my body steady like he was afraid he was going to break me. I smiled at the thought of him splitting me in two and then I pulled him closer to me and kissed him hungrily as he continued to thrust.

I felt my core tightening and molding around him. I knew I was close again and I could tell from his quick pace and the tremoring of his legs that he was close too. I ran my hands down his back as I threw my head back.

“Keep going,” I whispered, keeping my eyes locked on his. I wanted to watch him while he had his way with me; I wanted to watch him until he finished. He kept his eyes on me as well; his eyes never leaving mine.

We were both breathing in sync, our hearts beating as one. Sweat beaded at the top of his forehead and started to drip down the sides of his face, dropping onto my warm chest, and mixing with my own sweat that formed between my breasts.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he growled against my lips as he kissed me again.

And when I looked into his eyes again, there was a tint of red in them. It was something I had only seen a couple of times. Only once from Joseph though. Our first night together, before the semester started when I met Joseph at the bar, his eyes had a tint of red in them. He drank from me that night and I didn’t know it until a week later.

I saw the red eyes with Ruby as well when she had just woken up and all she could think about was blood. I knew it meant he was hungry. He didn’t seem to notice though because his strides never faltered.

I found myself reaching up and running my fingers down his face in a loving manner.

“I want you to drink from me,” I whispered, much to his obvious surprise because now his strides were faltering slowly as he stared down at me.

“What?” He asked, breathlessly.

“Drink from me, Joseph. Like you did that first night we were together.”

His eyes narrowed.

“I don’t drink blood anymore,” he said, his voice sounding a little strained though. “I lost control that night and I told myself it wouldn’t happen again.”

“You didn’t hurt me though; in fact, I remember it feeling really good,” I told him.

“There’s a chance I won't be able to stop, Tess… I won’t take that chance,” he whispered, kissing my lips tenderly.

“I trust you,” I said against him, sliding my tongue across his bottom lip affectionately as I pulled my hair away from the nape of my neck, giving him good access.

His breathing hitched as he stared down at my bare flesh; he ran his fingers down my neck, stopped at a soft spot, just above my shoulders, and then I felt his lips against it.

I moaned, grinding my hips against his, wanting him to continue his rhythm.

“I can hear your blood pumping,” he whispered as he continued to kiss that sweet spot. “I can feel your heart pulsating…”

I pressed myself further into him, wanting him to drink from me. I wanted to please him more than anything. He licked my neck softly and then I felt a pinching in my neck. I moaned as I felt my blood swirling around my body as he took a deep drink. He gripped my hips and thrust even harder into me.

My entire body pulsated in pleasure as a dizzy wave washed over me. I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore and my body was feeling as if it were floating. He pulled his fangs out of me and though my eyes were still closed, I felt blood dripping onto my body from his lips.

That was enough to set me over the edge; I orgasmed again, tightening my legs around him. That was enough to set him over the edge as well and with a couple more thrusts, he was exploding.

He fell to the bed beside me; I remained unmoved, exhausted.

“Shit,” he said deeply as he tucked me into his arms. “Are you okay? I’m so sorry. I….”

“I silenced him with a kiss, still too tired to open my eyes.

“I just need rest,” I managed to whisper. “I’m okay…”

And then everything went dark.