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“You're almost there, baby,” I say. “Come on, my fingers. I want to taste it on my hand.” She goes over, her heat drenching me, her mouth open, panting. “Good girl,” I praise.
She goes limp—her body trembles. I pull my fingers out of her, bring them to my mouth, and suck her come into me. I look down to see her watching me.
“That was so hot,” she says softly.
“Glad you think so,” I say with a slight grin.
“I love your mouth,” she says, her eyes on my lips.
“Good,” I say, my smile growing.
“I really love your fingers,” she says.
“You will love my cock, too,” I say with a laugh.
“I have no doubt,” she says, smiling.
“You won’t find out tonight,” I say regretfully. “I need to put you to bed.”
“Your bed?” she asks with a lift of an eyebrow.
“No, I don’t have that much restraint tonight,” I say as I stand with her in my arms.
“Alright,” she says, trusting I know what is best. She snuggles in as I carry her through the apartment. She seems so delicate in my arms, causing me to tighten my grip but instantly ease it, fearing I will break her. I don’t want to let her go—a dangerous emotion.
I pull back her covers and lay her down. “Sleep well.” I hold myself above her.
“Thanks, Bash,” she whispers. “That was much better than my toy.”
“Are you trying to test my resolve?” I grit. A picture of her spread open while I use it on her flashes through my mind.
“No, just stating a fact,” she says.
“Did you bring it with you?” I ask.
“Yes,” she says.
“Good.” I kiss her softly. “Go to sleep. I will be here in the morning.”
“Good night, Bash.”
I back out the door before I can’t. I’m so fucking screwed.
Chapter Six
Marie
I woke up this morning smiling and satisfied. The night before played back in my mind. I tried to sleep, but all I could think about was Bash. I was confused, eager, and curious. I should have been terrified by the feelings he brought out in me. He was a vampire. He demanded I come to his place, and I prided myself on my independence. I didn’t need anyone. He made me want to fall for him and depend on him.
Deep down, I want someone to take care of me. I want someone to do the little things for me and be supportive of the bigger things. I’ve never admitted my desire to be, but I can’t stop wishing for it. Sure, I can take care of myself, and I have been for years.
I see conflicting emotions in Bash. He wants me to be his, but he’s not sure he should. I want to figure out his motivations. If I gave him any signs of doubt, he would take the choice away from me and walk away. I can’t let him. I have to explore what we could have and make him see it.
Walking into his place last night gave me pause. No wonder he sneered at my apartment; compared to his, it was a hovel. I knew vampires had money. Ryker lived in the same building, and I heard enough from Ava and Serenity to know they hurt for nothing. His place was a dream. I could sleep out on the balcony and be happy. Bash didn’t see it how I did. All he saw was a home where his things were, and he could be himself.
I ached to make him comfortable enough to talk to me. He has many secrets that he keeps bottled away. I want to unravel them.
I dressed in some of my new clothes. I wasn’t ready to show my arms, so I paired a fitted blue flannel over a blue tank and skinny black jeans with my combat boots. I brushed my hair and decided to leave it down.
