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To the best of my ability, I play it back for him. In hindsight, I probably should’ve toned down the “dog” and “bitch” comments, and telling him about the one vampire who masturbates to the sound of our sex, but Aleks asked and—for better, or worse—I answered.
When I’m done, Aleks says in an almost too-conversational tone, “Would you recognize their voices again if you heard them?”
Uh-oh. I know that look. In Aleks’s head, he’s already plotting to take theirs.
Good think I pointedly neglected to mention that I remember their names.
“It’s fine, Aleks. They didn’t know I was listening.”
“Ksiezyca, my love. On more than one occasion when Gem was living with me, I had to hear about how pungent a vampire’s scent is to a wolf’s nose. And while I adore you and how you smell, there’s no way they didn’t catch your scent on the breeze if you were outside. There’s no way they missed your heartbeat. Vamps recognize shifters because we hear both: you and your wolf’s. Believe me when I tell you that they knew very well that you were there.” His cultured voice goes hard. “And they will pay for insulting you.”
Okay. He’s probably right, and I probably was following myself when I believed that it was one big coincidence that I overheard that conversation. Oh, well. It’s not like I didn’t already know that most vamps don’t want me here, even before I moved in with Aleks.
Does that mean I want my vampire going out and avenging me because my feelings got a little hurt? No. I’ve seen enough bloodshed today. The shifters might’ve deserved it—they were definitely going to kill me before Aleks returned the favor—but I don’t need a pair of catty vampires’ death on my head.
Avoiding his steely stare, I glance down. The semi I noticed before is pointing right up at me, giving me the perfect way to change the subject.
I grab it. Aleks sucks in one of his unnecessary breaths, but he immediately stops talking.
Good one, Elizabeth.
I give him a stroke. He murmurs something low in Polish I can’t quite catch over the running water.
I squeeze the head. There was no denying the way he grates out, “Ksiezyca,”like that.
That’s when I let go. Before he can groan at the loss of my touch, I sink down to my knees onto the tile and grab him by the base, bringing his cock close to my mouth.
“Oh, I see. This is your way of distracting me,” he accuses in a throaty voice. He doesn’t seem to mind, though, since he spreads his legs, bracing them against the tile as he gives me access to his erection.
I dart out my tongue, swirling it around the sensitive head of his cock. A drop of pre-cum has already beaded there; some time during our shower, his semi became a full-blown hard-on, and he’s already so turned on I know it won’t take much to make my vampire explode.
In between quick licks, I admit impishly, “I am. Is that a problem?”
“Otwórz sie dla mnie.”
I’m nowhere near fluent in Polish, despite my attempts to learn Aleks’s language. Still, he’s been my lover for more than two months. I can translate that easily.
Open up for me.
Normally, he says that when he’s getting ready to push this beautiful cock inside of me. Then again, I guess that’s what he means now because, as I part my lips, slowly begins to feed me his hard length.
I lick. I suck. I nibble. He’s already called me out on distracting him, but it’s more than that. Just like he needed that connection with me—he needed me to taste his blood—I’m dying to have him inside of me no matter what. I want to make him feel good. I want to show him that I might not be able to slaughter his enemies, but as his mate, he can come home and I’ll worship his body like that god of a vampire he is to me.
After all, he does the same for me.
His fingers are threaded through my wet hair. The way his body is bowed over me as I encourage him to slowly fuck my mouth shields me from the shower spray. The water is warm on my back, Aleks’s icy aura giving my chills as I hollow my cheeks and take him deep.
He groans, and I smile with my mouth full of cock. After a few more sucks, I let the head slip out from between my lips with a barely audiblepop,taking hold of the base with a tight fist as I continue to stroke him.
“Elizabeth,” he murmurs softly. “Mój ksiezyca.”
I want him to finish inside of me, so when he starts bucking his hips into my first and I know he’s close, I start sucking on him again until he shoots into my mouth. His come is chilled, just like my vampire, and that’s a sure sign that he needs to drink.
Once I swallow, I wipe the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand, then hold it out to Aleks. Instinctively knowing what I want, he helps me back to my feet, then tugs me against him.
“It’s your turn, baby,” I murmur, tossing my wet hair away from neck. It hits my back with a slap flinging water everywhere, but I could give a shit. Cocking my head, baring my throat to him, I tell him, “Taste me.”
I don’t have to ask twice. His fangs are buried deep in me before I even finish the last syllable.
