Thisdeep connection to someone that went beyond blood, sex, and family was what he’d been seeking in his life. He’d never experienced it with anyone before. He loved his family, but Mollie was the piece he’d been missing.
Mollie broke the kiss to lift her arms when he tugged her shirt up until it rested beneath her breasts. Mike pulled it over her head and tossed it aside. When lightning flashed outside, it illuminated him enough that she could watch as he feasted on the sight of her. Her black bra was simple and didn’t push up her small breasts, but he gazed at her as if she were wearing the sexiest piece of lingerie in the catalog.
After the light faded, she still felt his eyes on her. At one time, anyone else gazing at her in such a way would have made her cover herself up and flared her feelings of inadequacy. But over the years, she’d grown more comfortable with her body, and she didn’t feel any shame, especially while Mike was looking at her as if she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
Mike’s eyes ran over Mollie again when her arms lowered to her sides. She was long, lean, and delectable. Sliding his hands around her, he unclasped her bra and tossed it aside. His breath sucked in, and his erection jumped against his jeans when he bared her breasts to him.
Bending his head, he kissed her collarbone while he clasped her breasts. Mollie’s back bowed as she arced into his touch and her fingers threaded through his hair. She held him closer while his tongue flickered over the nipple his thumb had brought to life.
A couple of years ago, after her mother’s death, Mollie had sought something—she still wasn’t sure what—from one of the mousy men she’d dated. Alvin was her first, and his touch had lacked something she could never explain.
Mollie remembered doubting what she was doing with him as she was doing it, but lost and lonely, she stayed with him for a couple of months before his job moved him to Arizona. She wasn’t upset when he said he was leaving. He hadn’t suggested she go with him, and she happily helped him pack. After him, she decided not to date again until she was over her grief, and she hadn’t.
However, she had no doubts now as Mike’s touch lit her blood on fire and turned her body into something she didn’t quite recognize as she shifted to wrap her legs around his hips. She moaned when the movement brought her into intimate contact with the obvious evidence of his arousal.
Lifting herself, she eased back down the rigid length of his erection and shuddered when little jolts of pleasure ran down her spine. Desperate to feel more of him, she gripped the edge of his shirt and tugged it up. Cold air rushed over the wet nipple he’d been sucking when he released it to help her pull his shirt off.
Mike encircled his arm around her waist and, lifting her, reclaimed the quilt that had fallen free of them. He dropped the blanket over the ground before laying her on top of it.
Another flash of lightning illuminated the night, and thunder shook the ground. In the burst of light, Mike’s eyes were the most vibrant blue she’d ever seen as he stared at her with a look of reverence she didn’t understand, but she thrilled at it. He gazed at her like she was the last lifeboat on a sinking ship, and she longed to be the one who saved him. She had no idea what she was saving him from, but she sensed he needed it.
Then she was left in the dark again. Her breath caught when his hands fell to her waist and he slid the button of her jeans free. Mollie lifted her hips when the zipper slid down before he tugged her jeans and underwear down to her calves. His touch was tender when he pulled her sneakers and socks off before slipping the rest of her clothes free.
Another strike of lightning revealed him kneeling over her with his hand on the button of his jeans. She marveled at the expanse of his shoulders and the thick muscles cording his chest and shoulders before the illumination faded.
Uneasiness slid through her; he was an immortal, powerful being, and she was so very mortal.
Shifting, Mike untied and kicked off his boots before tugging his jeans down and tossing everything aside. He turned his attention back to Mollie, and when the lightning flashed again, he saw the desire as well as uneasiness in her gaze.
“Human and vampires can do this?” she whispered.
Mike smiled as he rested his hand on her chest. The beat of her heart thudded against his palm as the tantalizing scent of her teased his nostrils. “Yes,” he assured her.
“What about diseases? I doubt you have a condom.” She didn’t want to be asking these things, not when her body was screaming for him, but the practical part of her brain was rearing its ugly head.
“Vampires can’t carry diseases.”
“But you can get me pregnant?” She’d stopped taking the pill when she gave up dating.
“I won’t spill in you.”
Not foolproof, but neither were condoms.
He knew she was satisfied with his answer when her back arched into his touch as he ran his hand down the center of her body, over her flat stomach, and down to the trimmed patch of black hair shielding her sex from him. When he dipped his hand between her legs, Mollie squirmed toward him as he slid his fingers over her enticing wetness before rubbing her clit.
“Oh,” she breathed as her fingers curled into the quilt and pulled it toward her.
Mike slid a finger into her and groaned when her muscles gripped his finger while he moved deeper into her. He teased her as her breath came more rapidly and her body thrust against his palm. He wanted to pull his hand away from her and replace it with his cock, but he found he couldn’t stop his exploration of her body or tear his attention away from her reaction to him.
Running his other hand over her breast, he rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He grew harder when her head fell back to expose the delicate column of her slender throat. While he explored her body, he stretched her sheath further by slipping another finger inside her.
His dick throbbed with need as he watched her breasts sway and her delicious moans filled his ears. She was all he could see, smell, hear, and feel as every one of his heightened senses attuned to her.
Saliva filled his mouth, and his fangs lengthened as he stroked her faster. Her muscles clenched around his fingers, her body bowed, and she came with a cry. Mike slid his hand over her mouth to muffle the sound of her ecstasy, though he longed to hear her screaming his name.
Panting, Mollie collapsed on the ground as another flash lit Mike’s face. The ravenous look on his face as he gazed down at where his fingers still idly moved within her caused her haze of euphoria to dwindle. This powerful vampire would consume her in every way possible, but instead of the realization scaring her, she found herself longing for it.
Then his hand slid away, and his eyes met hers before darkness descended. When Mollie lifted her arms to him, he came into them, and she embraced him against her. She’d never experienced anything more sensual than his unyielding body moving against hers as his skin slid over her aching nipples while he settled himself between her thighs.
