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CHAPTER1
KOCHAM CIE
Lost in the throes of mind-blowing pleasure as I come down from another climax, I’m not sure what feels better inside of me: Aleksander Filan’s cock or his fangs.
Considering he has me on my hands and knees, his body bowed over mine so that he can mate me from behind—my wolf’s preference—while still feeding from my neck, I decide the answer isboth. As a vampire, his bite is often enough to set me off like a rocket, but add that practiced stroke as he goes in and out as if his body was made for mine? Thank the Luna that he’s my fated mate so, technically, itwas.
This is the third orgasm he’s given me tonight. One, right after dinner when he decided going down on me was the perfect dessert for my bloodsucker, then two more after we moved from the settee in the living room to the bedroom we share in his apartment. He’s single-mindedly devoted to getting me off, as though making up for just how busy he’s been this week. Not that he isn’t always a generous lover, but lately… it’s like he’s rarely here. I’ll take him while I can.
And, just now, I’mtakinghim.
When Aleks has drunk his fill of my blood, he released his fangs, then laps at the marks left behind on my throat. He always does that, even though we both know that I’m a shifter and my regenerative properties will heal his bite almost before he finishes. I could keep them if I wanted to, but based on how often I make myself Aleks’s favorite meal, I’d look like a pincushion if I did.
No. I’ll keep the one that counts, the mark that will create our forever bond—if we ever take that next step in our relationship.
For now, I’m not thinking about tomorrow. I’m thinking about how Aleks has begun to increase his rhythm. Vampires don’t have to breathe, but in the two months that we’ve been living together, I’ve learned that he does sometimes. When he’s angry, when he’s emotional… and when he’s quickly heading toward his own climax.
He’s panting just another to be noticeable, one hand gripping my naked hip to keep my in place, the other lightly stroking the length of my spine.
“Can you stand another?” he rumbles, his Polish accent becoming thicker with his own lust. “Ksiezyca.” A gentle grunt. “Tell me what you need.”
You, I think.
“I don’t think I can, Aleks.” From my earlier shouts, my voice is raspy and raw. “It’s too much.”
“It’s never too much.”
He’s right about that. Reaching around me, he tweaks my nipple at the same time as he buries himself all the way inside of me. My vampire is forever in control. The only times he isn’t—when his supe side comes out full force—are when hechoosesto let go. He wants to play my body like he owns it, and he pushes our groins together, hitting me in just the right spot to have my arms going weak as another climax slams into me.
Once I started to tighten around him, Aleks squeezes my side with just enough pressure to help me ride out this latest wave just as he empties himself inside of me.
When he’s finally done—and I’mdone—Aleks shifts so that he’s laying flat on his back, tugging me so that I’m sprawled over his flawless body. His hand goes right to my sweat-soaked hair, running his fingers through the strands as he hums in proud male contentment beneath me.
I snuggle up against him, reveling in having my mate near.
“I’ll give you a small break, then we can go again.”
My traitorous body decides it likes that idea. So does my wolf. Greedy bitch is already telling me to shake my ass to entice Aleks to mount me again.
Down girl, I tell her. I’m a shifter, but my human body can only take so much. “Really? We’ve been at it for hours.” Turning my head, I glance at his bedside table and gape at it. “Shit, Aleks. Literally.”
My vampire is more than two hundred years old. When it comes to modern tech, he’s managed to keep up with it, albeit begrudgingly. He has a phone—that he barely uses—but there are relics of the past all over his apartment. One of them? An old-fashioned alarm clock with blaring red digits that went out of style before I was born.
Courtesy of that clock, I see that it’s two o’clock in the morning. To most of Muncie, that’s the middle of their “day”; as a Fang City, a majority of vamps sleep during the day and live it up at night. Since moving me in with him, Aleks has tried to acclimate himself to my sleeping cycle, so he slathers on SPF 500 and does business during the sunlight hours. Not always, considering there are Cadre responsibilities he can only take care of in the AM hours, but usually.
This last week, I barely saw him for a few hours for dinner before he had to leave again. When midnight hit and he was still with me in bed, I could hardly believe it. Almost as much as I can’t believe that that was two hours ago.
No wonder I’m exhausted.
He chuckles. I feel the reverberation all the way to my toes. “We could clean up and go to sleep, if you like.”
And miss out on this time with him?
“Ten minutes,” I offer. “I’ll be ready for another round by then.”
He presses a kiss to the top of my head. “Tak, Elizabeth. Anything for my beloved.”
Too bad we never make it to ten. Barely two minutes later, while I’m dozing softly as he stroke my back with his fingertips, a piercing ring echoes through the quiet of our room.
