Isabella lifted her head to look at him, almost as if she was trying to read his mind and know what was going on inside his head. She gave him a small smile before she slipped back into his arms, molding her pliable body to his. Samson was sure she had noticed the hungry look with which he devoured her. He hoped that sleep would claim him again soon so he could keep his promise, but knew instinctively that it wouldn’t come fast enough as he had just woken up.
He stiffened when he felt her hands begin to move all over his chest, playing with hairs on it. He was determined to ignore it. Ignore the fact that blood was steadily pumping into his dick, but when she fingertips grazed his nipple he grunted, unable to hold it in any longer.
"You said you wanted me in your arms, right?” Isabella asked, and he knew that she was teasing him. The woman was pure evil.
“Yes, but I also said, you shou
She responded to him with her own brand of passion and need. Her head filled with images of bliss, of the two of them dancing in the sun, in a sea of flowers.Samson pulled back and suddenly gave her a short break to breathe. “I can’t get enough of you. Don’t leave. Stay. Stay with me. Live here. With me.”“But, I have to go back to school and work.” Her protest was weak. She didn’t want to leave, but she couldn’t just stay either. She had a life. she had an apartment. She couldn't just leave. This was going so damn fast. They had to slow down."You can still do all that from here"He took her upper lip between his and sucked gently. “Please.” His tongue swept over her lips. “Belle. We’ll talk about it later. But right now . . . ”He flipped her masterfully and brought her underneath him, ga
"I hope so" Samson said. "I really thought Jacob Saunders had him."I confronted him for attacking you. He was humiliated, and knowing him, he always comes back for revenge. That's why he was my first suspect""What do you mean when you say you confronted him?" Isabella asked, "You beat him up, didn't you?""It's not like he didn't have it coming. The guy is annoying. You should know that"Isabella knew, she thought, remembering that she had disliked him immediately when she first met him at the bar. Now she understood why he had told her not to call the cops and now she was glad she didn't. They wouldn't have stood a chance against a vampire and if they had gone, they would have come back seriously Hurt. Or maybe even worse.Isabella leaned closer to him. "So how did you become a vampire?" she asked him.Samson sighed deeply. "I was Young and crazy and imp
He was hungry and starved, as he had only been given a tiny glass of blood for a week. He felt like a dog. He had been tortured for days by his captors. He had been beaten, shot and forced to drink juniper which weakened him even more as his captors forced him to name other vampire, which he refused to do.Samson would come for him. That had been his hope and prayer for days. But the days turned into nights and nights turned into days and George was loosing hope. The heavy metal door opened, and his captors came in, both of them carrying guns and sharp knives, and George knew it was time for another round of torture. He couldn't take it anymore.A bucket of water was poured on him and he shivered. He lifted his battered face to face the man whom he had come to know as Jeremiah."Are you going to speak now, or would you like to endure more of this?" Jeremiah said and he grabbed a chunk of George's hair a
Isabella laughed off Vivians comment, but she couldn't deny that her friend had a point. She was making a big life decision and she sure as hell didn't want to regret it._________"I want you to turn me" Isabella told Samson one evening while they were having dinner. She had been keeping the idea to herself for so long now that she was beginning to think that she would go crazy.Samson almost choked on his food as he stared at her like he couldn't believe what he had just heard. Isabella decided to more specific."I mean turn me into a vampire" she added.Samson dropped his fork. "Oh I got what you meant alright" he said, forgetting his food and concentrating on her. "Do you have any idea what you are asking me to do?"Isabella nodded. "Yes I do" she said simply. "I have been thinking about it a lot and I have decided that I'm r
With eager hands Isabella pulled at his robe until it gave way and opened so she could feel his skin under her fingers. Never in her wildest dreams had she thought she could love a man without reservations the way she loved Samson. Excitement pulsed in her veins as she felt his hands unwrap her from her robe.Finally Samson’s naked skin connected with hers. She virtually felt the sizzle the connection created, the thrills it sent through her body, the anticipation it created in her brain. His erection pressed against her thigh, not asking for entry yet, but reminding her of his purpose. To take her, to possess her, to share himself with her.His hands roamed liberally over her body, without rush, but with determination. She returned his ministrations with the same fervor he showed. No square inch of his body would escape her touch. Not her fingers, nor her mouth or tongue. She pressed against him, and he understood what she wanted and
Samson glanced back at her face. Her eyes were still closed, but her lips were parted. When he slid one finger along her wet folds, he watched as she drew her lower lip into her mouth and bit on it. He moved his finger higher and found the little hooded bundle of flesh he was looking for. The moment he circled it with his moist finger, she moaned and twisted in the sheets. Her teeth released her lip, and she panted.“Samson please.” she moaned.He didn't wait any longer. With a groan he sank down between her legs and opened her pussy up with both his hands. Her flesh was pink and moist and the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. His tongue darted out and took its first tentative lick against her female flesh, lapping up the juices that oozed from her slit.As they hit the taste buds on the back of his tongue, his body went rigid. A bolt akin to a lightning strike hit his body and vibrated through him. He shuddered..Her taste fill
When she released his shoulder, she felt him do the same. A moment later, his tongue smoothed over the area.“Oh, Samson!” she whispered.He kissed her, catching her as she came down from her high. “I’m here, sweetness, I’m here.”She panted heavily. Had she even breathed during the entire time? She couldn’t remember. “You didn’t tell me it would be so amazing.”Samson chuckled softly. “The deeper the love, the more intense the bonding.”Isabella brushed her lips to his. “I could feel you.”“And I could feel you. Your heart is pure. I’m honored you gave it to me.” He kissed her tenderly.“I’m going to love living here with you,” she said."I'm going to love it too" Samson replied. "So can I ask what method you choose?"They lay in each others arms for a while before Isabella suddenly sat up on the
Samson lost his temper when he stepped into his living room and found Jacob sanders, Maddison and some of his vampire friends in it.He had not seen Jacob since their fight, and normally, Samson would have gone back for a re match, but Isabella talked him out of it, reminding him that he had other things to focus on, like finding the person who had taken George. Not that they had made any progress."What the fuck are you doing here?" he growled at Jacob. He didn't wait for a reply before he glared at Mark and Raymond. "And what the hell were you two thinking bringing this bastard here?""Oh I see you are still sulking" Jacob said, "Your feelings are still Hurt. Get over it Samson. You came for a fight and you got your ass kicked. Let go of the hate. We have more important things to worry about"Samson growled and advanced towards Jacob, but Isabella's hand on his arm restrained him. "Calm down, honey