She stepped out of them and kicked them across the floor. Stepping back to him, she pressed her full breasts against his chest as she slid her hands down to his jeans button and easily undid it. He watched her as she undressed him, making no move to stop her, or touch her. She pulled his jeans and underwear down. Her eyes flicked to his erect cock as a wicked thought crossed her mind. Before she could have second thoughts, she knelt before him.
Liam inhaled sharply as he realized her intent. He caressed her cheek as she bent forward and ran her tongue along his hard shaft. He throbbed and pulsed beneath her touch as she drew him into her mouth. His hands dug into her hair as his hips arched into her. Moving slowly, her tongue flickered along his head as she tentatively began to explore him. At first she had been hesitant, and more than a little afraid, but she became more confident as she felt his excitement rise, and his hands guided her. Her hands wound around to grab his firm ass and draw him deeper into her mouth.
He groaned as his head tipped back and his body trembled with pleasure. He had never seen anything as erotic as Sera kneeling before him, making love to him with her delicate mouth. He stroked one of her breasts, relishing in the feel of the taut nipple as he rolled it in his hand.
Her mouth and tongue moved faster, and he knew that he couldn't take much more of the exquisite torture. He pulled away suddenly, and bent to pick her up. He lifted her as if she weighed no more than a feather. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
He turned the light off and laid her on the bed. Even though there was no light, he could see her in perfect, beautiful detail. Her body began to tremble in anticipation as he spread her legs and began to kiss her delicate inner thigh. His eyes locked upon hers as he levered himself between her thighs. She stared at him with a mixture of trepidation, and anticipation, as he parted her folds with his fingers and bent to her.
Pleasure soared through her as he pushed his tongue inside of her. She wound her fingers into his hair as he lifted her, and pulled her against him. His hand rubbed against her outer nub as his tongue dove ever deeper. She was like molten lava and sweet honey rolled into one. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably and she cried out as sparks of pleasure shot through her. He drove relentlessly into her and her body arched against him as he savored every drop of her sweet juices.
He pulled away, leveling himself over her as he captured her mouth again. She lay trembling beneath him, sated, and yet still aching for more. For all of him. Her hands wrapped around his back as she lifted herself against him. He teasingly rubbed the head of his shaft against her. She moaned and arched more frantically as she begged him with her body to take her. He couldn't resist her anymore as he drove into her with a loud groan. She cried out loudly as he stretched and filled her with exquisite heat.
She met his urgent pace with her own as she rocked against him. Her hands held onto his sweat slickened back as she wrapped her legs around his waist and drew him deeper into her. She relished in the feel of his body against hers. He left a trail of kisses across her face, her ears, and her breasts that caused her blood to heat everywhere that his mouth touched.
When he moved away from her neck to kiss her ear, she captured his head with her hands, and guided it back to her neck. "Sera," he breathed in her ear. "No."
"Yes," she whispered. "Yes."
His body was trembling as he waged an inner battle with himself. A battle that she was determined to win. She dug her hands into his hair, refusing to let him move his head away from her neck. She wanted this, she needed this, and she was going to get it. She had to know what it felt like. She eased him closer to her; his breath was warm and ragged against her throat. She felt trepidation trying to steel through her but she refused to give into it.
"Please Liam," she begged. "I need to know. I need to feel."
He began to slide in and out of her. She lifted herself to take more of him into her as she held his head firmly in place. She moaned; her hands clenched in his hair as she turned her head to allow him better access.
She could feel the need that drove his body savagely into hers. Yet, he still resisted. "Sera..." he groaned.
"Please Liam!"
Even if he wanted to fight her, he couldn't anymore. He could smell the sweetness of her blood; hear it pounding through her veins. It was too tempting, and she was so willing. He wanted her in every way. He needed to taste her, to have her. Suddenly he felt like a feral animal, needing to mark its mate as his, and only his. With a cry of possession, he sank his teeth deep into her neck.
She let out a startled cry as pain blazed through her. She fought against it for a second, but then it began to fade, and an overwhelming mix of emotions filled her. She could suddenly feel his overwhelming pleasure as he drank from her, and moved within her. She could feel his thoughts, and his love. Delight spread through her body as she realized that she was helping him, that she was joining with him, and that they were one. She was satisfying a deep hunger that pulsed throughout him, and burned in his veins.
She moved more quickly against him as his ecstasy spread throughout her entire body, and his need became fevered. His urgency drove her to primitive levels that she never knew existed, and never dreamed that her body and mind could attain. Her nails clawed into his back as her body exploded from within. Shivers of delight ripped through her, causing her to arch high, and tighten around him as her body shook with unending waves of ecstasy. She felt his orgasm rip through him, felt his pleasure as it poured from him into her mind and body.
He pulled away from her neck and looked down at her. His mouth was tinged with her blood, and there was a hungry, frenzied look in his eyes that revealed the thing inside of him. But his eyes were also filled with a love so intense that it melted her heart and made it impossible for her to look away from him.
She suddenly realized why he had never fed off of her. He hadn't wanted to hurt her. He was afraid that whatever was inside of him would take control, and he wouldn't be able to stop himself. She also realized just how hungry he was, how badly he needed blood.
She let out a breath as anguish for him bloomed in her chest. He touched her face as the turbulent look gradually left his eyes. "Do I scare you?" he whispered.
She wanted to tell him no, but she couldn't. "Yes," she admitted. "And no." She stroked his cheek as she sensed the distress that her words had caused him. "I know you would never hurt me," she whispered. "But..."
"But, you can't help but be afraid," he finished for her. "I can understand that."
She ran her finger over his lips and wiped away her blood. She held it before him, and he took it into his mouth, gently sucking on it. "You're not feeding well," she said.
He released her finger. "It's all right."
"No, it's not. Why?"
He dropped his hand away from her. He eased himself out of her and propped his head on his elbow so that he could stare down at her. "Sera..."
"If it's because of me..."
"It's not because of you," he assured her. "It's just..."
"You feel guilty," she said as realization dawned on her. She felt an acute sense of guilt, along with relief. She had thought that he also enjoyed being with other women, even if he wasn't sleeping with them. Now she realized that he didn't enjoy it, that he felt as if he were betraying her, and he was depriving himself because of it.
