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Meg LawrenceIs it getting hot in here or is it just me? And do we really think our girls are going to behave themselves after a win AND Claire's birthday?... Stay tuned for more! Don't forget to leave a comment and let me know what you think! And check out my s o c i a l m e d i a accounts. Just look for Meg Lawrence author! Much love!
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The Vampire's Opal Just You Claire. Only You.
With a deep breath, Claire squared her shoulders and finished her shower. She needed to get out of this bathroom, and fast. Her thoughts drifted to the undoubtedly gorgeous vampire Mal spent his nights with. It didn’t sit well in the pit of her stomach.She stepped out, grabbed a towel for her hair and another to dry herself off, when she noticed there was a men’s white casual cotton tank top and a pair of men’s boxers. At least he isn’t giving me his mistress’s clothes. Or am I the mistress?The thought made her blood boil. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she grabbed the boxers and slipped them on. She rushed to put on her bra and pull the white tank top over it. Claire glanced at herself in the mirror by the closet door. She could see the black bra underneath the top. She hesitated. One last look was all it took for her to shrug her shoulders.Oh well. Fucker deserves it.She threw her hair up into a messy bun and padded barefoot out into the living room, where Mal was on t
The Vampire's Opal Better Yet
Claire's heart was racing, but it felt so right to kiss him at last. She licked along his bottom lip and his mouth opened to grant her access, but he took the advantage and plundered her mouth with his tongue instead. She wanted to take the lead, so she got up on her knees and moved to straddle his lap.This kiss quickly became a battle for dominance.She slowly lowered herself until she felt his hardness beneath her, causing her to moan into his mouth, earning a low growl from Mal’s chest. Feeling that vibration through her body excited her even more.Tight hands grasped her waist and lifted Claire off Mal’s lap.“What’s wrong?” Claire’s swollen lips parted with her labored breathing.Mal raked a hand over his face, then stood abruptly from the couch. “We shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be doing this. Not with you. Not here. It’s not right.” Confused, Claire pinched the bridge of her nose. “It’s not right to kiss me…On my 18th birthday. If that’s the case, then what have the l
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Mal didn’t wait for an answer as his free hand made its way down the hem of her boxers. He pulled them down just enough for his hand to find its prize. He kissed her again while his fingers found their way to her already soaked folds. Her breathing picked up more, and he knew he was driving her crazy. Just like she was driving him mad.Claire couldn’t contain herself anymore. The second his fingers found her clit, her breath hitched, and she moaned into his mouth. “Fuck Mal. Don’t. Stop.”His fingers started slowly rubbing circles around her nub, making her even hotter. He pulled away from her, enjoying the teasing. “ ‘Fuck’ should only be used in the bedroom, Little One.” He came back to kiss her as his fingers pushed into her. “FUUUUCK!” He put one finger in, then another. Pumping into her as the tremors started. Not wanting to be outdone, Claire raked her fingers down his back, feeling all of his muscles contract under her hands. She found the hem of his shirt and pulled it
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Mal gently lifted her chin. “No one was hurt. But I fear they may just be getting started. This was a warning.” He brought his hand to her cheek, using his thumb to rub the lone tear that involuntarily fell.Claire nodded her head, then turned her cheek into his palm. His cool skin seemed to calm her; the cool counteracting the heat that threatened its way to the surface. Mal leaned down, his lips pressing to hers. She opened willingly as their tongues eagerly explored each other’s mouths. She didn’t realize she needed this comfort. He was turning her insides to mush, but fanning the flame that never seemed to die when she was around him. Mal effortlessly lifted her to the counter, opened her legs, and placed himself in between them. *ding *ding *dingClaire tore her lips away from his and placed her forehead on his chest, trying to hide her laughter. “You really need to get that damn doorbell fixed.” Deciding that she had a point, Mal wanted to either dismantle the annoying cont
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