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His growl vibrates through me, and I belatedly realize he can sense my desire through our bond. Then he’s moving us, manipulating me like a doll until he’s lying on his back and I’m kneeling over his chest. He palms my ass as I look down at him in shock.
“Come here,” he demands, his voice rough with arousal, his eyes staring hungrily at my core.
“But—I’m heavy,” I protest weakly. There’s a reason none of the guys I’ve ever hooked up with wanted me to ride their faces.
Ambrose lifts a brow as if I’ve insulted him, and then he literally picks me up and brings me directly over his face, leaving me to squeal and throw my hands out to try to brace myself. I end up with one hand behind me on his abs and the other slapped against the wall. I can’t resist his pull as he sets me on his mouth, my back arching as his depraved tongue resumes its self-appointed task of my pleasure.
With Ambrose’s encouragement, I end up leaning back against him on both hands, transfixed by the erotic image of him greedily gorging himself. When his eyes find mine, I gasp, my hips thrusting forward, from the sheer lust there. He pulls me tighter against his face, never breaking eye contact, and then one hand is sneaking between us. Two fingers slide into me embarrassingly easily, but what makes me pause in my thrusts is the pressure his thumb puts against my ass.
I meet his gaze, and between the amusement in his eyes and the challenge I feel through our bond, I refuse to pull away. It’s not like I’ve never considered butt play before, and even had one short-term boyfriend try to introduce me to it. It was always weird with him, but right now with Ambrose? It feels decadent and sexy. I push against his fingers and almost crumple when he sucks my clit between his lips.
Ambrose is drowning me in sensation and I don’t want to be saved. I give myself over totally to the instinctual part of my brain, the part that only cares about chasing my pleasure. When his thumb slips deeper in, I groan at the indulgent feeling of having him in both my holes. Now if only I had the mental capability of getting his cock in my mouth, but I can barely keep myself upright as my hips jerk back and forth and he pumps his fingers into me.
When twin sharp pains lance through my sex, the familiar bite of my vampire lover, I’m catapulted into oblivion. My hoarse, incoherent scream echoes in the massive shower as Ambrose keeps sucking at my sex, dragging my pleasure on and on and on. My orgasm slams into a second one, and only when the pleasure begins to turn to pain does Ambrose relent. I flop over him, totally useless, much to his amusement.
With one last lick, he shifts me again until he’s able to stand up, with me all limp noodle in his arms. The last thought I have before I doze off in his arms is why I ever thought I’d be too heavy to ride his face, with his supernatural strength and all.
Vampire lovers are definitely the best lovers.
Chapter Twenty-One
Ambrose
Tonight, we will be meeting Mr. Garner to put him back in his place. Eloise requested to go, wishing to see me mete out justice on Deidre’s behalf. The vampire I was before meeting her wants to deny her. She’s a human and has no right to make requests from a king, especially one that will put her life in danger.
But I’m her mate, heart vein marked and sworn, and I cannot find it in myself to deny her. I could never have imagined how different the bond would make me. Since she’s human, she only gets a fraction of the experience. Only extreme emotions make it down the bond to her. For me, though, and how powerful I am, everything she feels and even trace whispers of her thoughts assault me constantly.
I wouldn’t have it any other way, though.
Steeling myself, I slide my hand into my pocket to find the item that has kept me company throughout my long life. At this point, it’s inconceivable to go without it. It is as much a part of dressing for the day as are my usual suits and ties.
Studying the ancient coin in my palm, worn smooth by time and my constant need to touch it, I consider again the reason I bear it.
Karina. The woman I wished to make my wife before I was turned.
The woman I killed in blind rage and desperately tried to save by turning her into a vampire. I injured her too greatly to survive the transition and bore the shame since. When I first learned of mates, and how even turned humans may have one, I wrapped my heart in darkness and violence. Karina would have been my true mate, I believed.
Opening the box with my other hand, the ancient daggers nestled in velvet call to me. They know blood will be spilled tonight and they want to taste it.
Before I reach for them, I set the coin, my past, on the velvet between them. Karina was my past, hundreds of lifetimes ago.
Eloise is my true mate and my future. It’s beyond time to let Karina go.
It’s as if a knot releases and loosens within me, my breathing easier, my thoughts less edged. Had the guilt and pain of Karina’s murder truly affected me so much?
I collect the daggers, and take a few minutes to secure them on my belt at my lower back. It’s a comforting, exciting weight that has my heart rate elevating. Weaponry may have advanced over my lifetime, but there is nothing more satisfying than the feel of a blade entering your enemy’s flesh.
Snapping the box shut, I head towards the garage, knowing Malachi will be there with Eloise.
He’s pulling up as I walk in and I open the door for Eloise.
“We’re taking my car,” I explain as I offer her my hand. “We must play the game and appear as if we’ve arrived on our own.”
“That makes sense,” she says as she accepts my assistance. She’s a vision, with her favored black leggings paired with an evergreen silk tunic that only covers half of her ass. She has her hair pulled back as if she couldn’t be bothered with it and a pair of ballet flats. An entirely casual outfit for a meeting between powerful rivals.
I want to fall on my knees and worship her. It is likely unintentional, but her choice of wardrobe is a display of power. She wields the entire might of the Nightshade vampires through me, even if she doesn’t fully understand what her position as my mate is.
I reach past her and close the door after giving Malachi a nod. He will move into position around the meeting place.
