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Chapter 38

JACKSON'S breath rate increases, and he holds my hip, thrusting deep into my channel. I know I should stop him, tell him to get the condom, but it feels so good.

"Pull out before you come," I tell him.

He makes a pained sound. "I'll stop now," he says, but continues plowing into me with cruel, delicious force. His grip on my hip is bruise- worthy his loins slap against my ass.

"Jackson's-" I gasp.

He shoves me onto my belly and mounts me from behind, capturing my wrists above my head. Thankfully, the claustrophobia doesn't kick in. Maybe because the view in front of me isn't blocked. I lift my ass to hom, loving the new angle, wanting more, wanting everything.

Every position, every variation, every rhythm.

An eerie, animalistic growl erupts from Jackson, and I twist to look over my shoulder.

And scream.

I scream at the top of my lungs, and I don't stop screaming. Because Jackson is a fucking vampire. Fangs have punched out, and his eyes are ice-blue. Ice-blue.

Not green at all. And t
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