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As if he realized what I needed, he stood rooted to the spot while my hands moved over the deep valleys and grooves of his chest and abdomen, slid up his arms, making me marvel over his hardness. He could have been carved from stone and wouldn't have been more magnificent.
His warm breath caressed my face while he allowed me to move his shirt up and over his head. I marveled at the now closed wounds still crusted with dried blood. How had he healed this fast?
That thought though was only a small concern amid the thousands echoing in my head.
"I should take a shower," he said in that deep voice of his, which rippled through me like an electrical current.
I concurred. Dried red and black blood clung in several places to his skin, and yet I couldn't let him go. I stared up at him, my arms moved upward, my hands clasped around his neck, and he hunched his shoulders down to me, cocooning me at the same time. I pressed my lips to his and with a groan, he responded. His hands encircled my waist, lifted me by my ass, and my heated core pressed against his hard erection.
This time, he broke the kiss. "Shower," he panted, while his eyes devoured me.
I reluctantly let go of his neck and he slowly let me back down to my feet.
"I will be right back." Unabashed, he unbuckled his pants on the way to the bathroom, giving me a view of a back that was just as muscled as his front and a dimpled, muscular ass.
We both knew what would happen once he got out of the shower, there was no pretending otherwise. So I gingerly made my way to the bed, trying hard to keep my balance because my legs shook so badly.
I didn't want to make it too obvious and lay down on the bed like a sacrificial lamb, so I sat on the edge with my towel primly draped around me while I took the one covering my hair off and began to towel dry my tresses.
It didn't take long before he stepped out of the bathroom, also only clad in a towel around his loins, which tented in a conspicuous place, giving me an impression of his size.
Even though I had never had sex before, had never been interested in anybody enough to allow things to go to the next level, I had watched enough porn, trying to find something to turn my frigid body on, to have gained some knowledge about size, and if what the towel hinted at was real and not a hidden gun or something, I wondered how in the world he would fit inside me.
When his eyes met mine, he flicked his fingers and his towel fell off, exposing what my imagination had been trying to draw. His cock was so enlarged and hard, it bobbed against his flat stomach muscles with every step he took toward me.
Red eyes glowed as he advanced like a stalking predator, capturing me like prey and rendering me frozen on the bed. He was about five feet from me when worry began to gnaw at my stomach, and I belatedly began to crawl backward on the bed, using my elbows and feet. I realized that, despite my sexual attraction to him, I knew nothing about him, or not much, and the little I did know was finally sinking in.Daemon, my mind whispered,alien, vampire.
Red glowing eyes pinned me down, black-clawed fingers reached for the towel wrapped around my body, and with one quick yank, pulled it off me.
"Ah," he licked his curved lips, exposing his fangs, and real fear began to move through me. "Fay, you are exquisite."
His voice was still so deep it made my stomach flutter, but when his clawed hands reached for my ankles and pulled me closer to him, I let out a small cry.
I lay there frozen as he moved on to the bed, his weight dipping the mattress down where he kneeled.
With wide eyes, I watched his hand descend toward my breast and a flutter of anticipation pulsed through my pussy, where warm moisture began to pool. His claws moved to my erect nipple, gently brushed against it, and a mantle of goosebumps rose over my flesh.
"Don't fear me, karamia, I would never hurt you," he rasped.
His clawed fingers encircled my nipple, plucked, and I closed my eyes as sensations of incredible pleasure rushed through me. I felt him cup my breast first and then his lips closed around my nipple and a deep moan escaped me. It felt so fucking good.
Tears prickled in my eyes that I was finally experiencing what I had only ever read about, watched, heard, and never been able to understand.
One tear made its way down my cheek, and he stilled. "Tears?"
I opened my eyes and met his gaze.
"Are you afraid of me?" he asked in a rasping voice.
"Yes, I mean no… I don't know," I croaked.
"Why are you crying? Do you not want me to touch you?" he demanded to know.
Oh, I wanted him to touch me so much it hurt. "The tears are… I've never felt this way before," I admitted.
He tilted his head. "You are a true maiden then?"
I bit my lip. "Not exactly… technically… I…"
