The Blackest Night (Dusk Before Dawn #3) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Insta-Love, Paranormal, Romance, Vampires, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Dusk Before Dawn Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22267 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
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It was tempting to whip my dick out and shove it inside her right that moment, but I managed to keep ahold of myself. Bronwyn deserved more than a quick fuck our first time together.

Eventually, she calmed and collapsed against my chest, her body replete and pliant. With a firm hold on her bottom, I pushed to my feet, then wrapped her legs around my waist before striding out of the front room to the grand staircase in the foyer. I took the steps two at a time, anxious to have Bronwyn in our bed.

“Stephan?” Her voice was muted as she hesitantly said my name.

“Yes, angel?”

“Isn’t this...um...moving a little fast?”

We reached our bedroom just as she finished her question, and I didn’t answer her until I’d set her on the bed and crouched in front of her. Cupping her cheeks, I stared into her beautiful eyes as I confessed, “I’ve waited over half a millennium for you, Bronwyn. Now that I’ve found you, this can’t happen fast enough for me.” I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a few beats, then locked our gazes once more. “But I know this is all new to you and more than likely, a little overwhelming. I’m not going to push you into anything. We don’t have to do anything until you’re comfortable. We’ll take this at your pace.”

Her expression turned soft, and the corners of her plush lips tilted up. “That’s so sweet. I—you’re making it very hard to resist you.”

I winked and grinned roguishly. “Then I’m doing my job right.”

Bronwyn giggled and blushed adorably. Then her expression sobered and filled with worry as she tucked her breasts back into her bra. I frowned but refrained from saying anything in an effort to keep from freaking her out even more. “Are you sure you really want me? What if it’s just because we’re fated for each other? What if the desire wears off and you get tired of me?” She glanced away, and my heart squeezed at the sorrow and pain I saw on her face. “I don’t want to let myself care for you and then be heartbroken when you wake up one day and realize I’m not what you want and leave.”

“Angel, look at me.”

She slowly raised her wary eyes to meet mine.

“Desire and need are a huge part of what draws fated mates together. But that doesn’t mean we don’t recognize when our hearts feel a connection as well. I knew before we even touched that you were special to me. I just didn’t understand its depth until I felt the hunger burst to life at our touch. I have no doubt in my heart, mind, and body that you are my perfect match in every way.”

Bronwyn’s mouth opened and closed a few times as she absorbed my response. Then she leaned forward and pressed her lips to mine. Never losing the connection, I stood and lifted her to set her in the center of the bed before coming down over her. The kiss started out sweet, but it quickly escalated as our bodies heated and passion exploded between us.

“I want to be yours,” Bronwyn admitted sweetly after disengaging her mouth from mine. “As long as you promise to be mine.”

“Forever, angel,” I vowed.

With a steady gaze, she took a deep breath and popped the front clasp of her bra. Her breasts spilled out, and I licked my lips in anticipation of tasting her sensitive nubs again. I got to my knees and helped her out of her blouse and bra before shucking my jacket and shirt.

Her eyes went wide as they roamed over my chest, and her pink tongue darted out to wet her bottom lip. I groaned but stifled the need to grind down onto her pussy. Her skirt was voluminous, and it took a little effort to get it unzipped and drawn down her legs. Once it was gone, she was laid out before me in nothing but a pair of silky, nude panties, and—fuck—thigh highs that ended with lace wrapped around her thighs, and sexy black heels.

I left my pants on for the moment, knowing I’d lose my shit and be inside her in seconds once I released my cock. Getting onto my stomach, I settled between her thighs and ran my nose up her center, inhaling her apples and musk scent. The fabric was soaked, so my tongue left no evidence when it followed the path of my nose. “You smell so fucking good, angel.” I could have simply pulled the gusset of her underwear to the side, but I was desperate to have her center naked and completely bared to me.

With one fast tug, I ripped her panties from her body and wasted no time opening my mouth over her juicy pussy and sucking hard.


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