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He was done talking, he had tasted my blood and now he wanted more. But I needed to ask him one last thing, so I forced the words out. “Mmm… will I – oh God- will I, will I turn?”
He didn’t even bother to raise his mouth from me. “Only if you want to.”
And then we were done talking. His mouth took mine with a hunger, stealing all logic and reason from my mind. His kiss was rougher than what I had expected, but when he tugged at my bottom lip with his teeth, I knew I would learn to like it. I felt hot and needy, and I yielded to him as he pulled me to him, his tongue coaxing my mouth open with lush creases across my bottom lip that had the embers of my desire blazing into a wildfire.
My tummy flipped excitedly as he stood up, his fingers biting deliciously into my rump as he supported my weight, crushing me to him. My hands lost themselves in his hair as his tongue ravished my mouth, swirling round and round my own in a dance that had my toes curling. Then we were moving…
No, not moving. Floating!
The feeling lasted for a moment. I caught only a glimpse of our surroundings, swirling by, pale and ethereal, as if we were enveloped in a cloud, passing through walls and rooms alike. Then I was on my back, on the largest bed I’ve ever seen, with Lucian poised above me. He looked so smug; like he had me just where he wanted.
I switched our positions with a hard shove. He didn’t resist and as I pushed him over, I rolled with him, swinging a leg across his hips to straddle him.
“Now then, Mr Lucian. Just lie back. This won’t hurt a bit.”
He watched my movements and his smile turned positively amused. “Mmm… a little bit of pain isn’t necessarily a bad thing...”
A shiver ran down my spine as I noted how his eyes glittered in the low light, their onyx depths a rich ruby black. Leaning down, I lightly kissed each of his eyelids in turn. “You have beautiful eyes.” I sighed, grinning as I felt the way he shivered as my breath licked across his cool skin.
I kissed his nose, then his cheeks, then his chin, maintaining as much contact as possible. My hair brushed his bare neck and he groaned softly as it tickled him. I sighed again, hardly daring to believe that it was all real, that it was happening. It was all so sudden yet felt so right. He was a vampire, but he’d saved my life. He’d murdered to protect me. Our chemistry was undeniable, and I couldn’t help that feeling, the feeling of being drawn to another person. Irresistibly, overwhelmingly, beguilingly, and seductively drawn, like a helpless moth to a sexy vampiric flame.
I dropped a kiss on his jaw before sweeping my tongue up the curve of it, lightly teasing the spot beneath his ear. Slightly salty and sweet, the taste of him spread across my tongue and I shuddered. I needed more, so I began to kiss and nibble his neck. I barely noticed as his hands reached up and buried themselves in my hair.
With a fiery passion, I explored Lucian with my mouth. My tongue mapped the curve of his collarbone as my fingers urgently worked to divest him of his shirt. My lips trailed the slope of his shoulder and the hard contours of his chest. His wounds were gone, the gunshots he’d received healed and vanished. There were no scars, no blemishes. He was perfect, a block of ice, chiselled and sculpted and wrapped in skin. I licked along each ridge, using my teeth to tug gently at his flat nipples as I travelled his body.
I was lost in the taste and feel of him, in the sounds of his soft panting breaths and groans.
A gentle tug of my hair suddenly brought me back to reality and I lifted my head obediently to meet Lucian’s glazed eyes.
“I watched Troy burn, heard Pompei’s screams swallowed up, walked the plagued streets of London and battled werewolves and fairies and elves alike, but keep doing that, and that wicked little mouth of yours might just be what finishes me off for good.” The vampire’s voice was low and strained, and I couldn’t help a smile of satisfaction as a feeling of immense pride filled me at the knowledge that I could elicit such a reaction.
“I won’t let it kill you.” My smile grew as I dragged my hands down his chest, letting my nails scrape over his delicious pale skin. He hissed a long, sharp sound that made a shiver run down my spine as my nail drew over his nipple.
Taken by an idea, I bent down and blew against the scratched area. The sound deepened and turned into a low groan. I continued to blow against his nipple until his eyes fluttered shut, then I dropped my mouth down and slid my tongue over his flesh. His eyes flew open, and he bucked up against me. Keeping our eyes locked together, I bit down and then pulled back to blow, making Lucian growl as he bucked his hips up against mine again. We both moaned as our bodies ground together.
Pulling back from his chest, I worked my way down the quivering flesh of his stomach to his abdomen, stopping only to gently kiss his navel before I dipped my tongue into his belly button. I felt brazen. His hips jerked at the contact and his erection brushed the full swell of my breasts as he dropped his head back against the pillow. Curious, I looked down and contemplated the very impressive bulge in his jeans for a moment. Admiring its already remarkable girth, I took a deep breath as I slid further down his legs.
“May I?” I asked in a teasingly girlish voice, fingering small patterns over his jeans, tracing his outline.
Beyond words, Lucian could only nod, so I sat between his legs. My fingers shook as I undid the button of his jeans, but I pushed on and tugged them down his muscular legs. He raised his hips to help me get them all the way off but couldn’t help moaning in relief as his desire sprang free.
My eyes fixed on his arousal and my belly fluttered with nervous excitement while heat seared my veins. I couldn’t resist licking my lips like the cat who’d found the canary. Though I had little in the way of prior experience to compare him to, I knew immediately that no normal would match the example standing rampant before my eyes. He was a very big boy.
Tilting my head to the side, I reached out and ran my fingers up his cock from its base, buried in a light nest of dark hair, to the mushroom-shaped tip.
Trying to relax, I closed my eyes against the vision of Kate between my legs as her fingers wrapped around the length of my cock. I groaned as my shaft pulsed in her grasp. Her thumb pressed on my sensitive tip, and she started to stroke, her palm gliding from base to head. I barely held onto coherent thought as she began to pick up the pace, my hips rolling to meet her hand-
My eyes shot open as I felt something warm and wet wrap around the head of my cock and I could only watch as Kate sucked me, her eyes big and cheeks hollowing. I had to fight against the almost overwhelming urge to buck up into her mouth, so I seized fistfuls of the bedsheets to stop my hands from fisting her mass of curls.
“Oh shit, mmm…Kate!” I moaned, and she gave me what I wanted, taking all of me into her sinful mouth. I was so hard at that moment, so aroused that just the feeling of her breath wafting over my cock was enough to push me to the edge as she drew back.
She took her time. It was obvious that this was all new to her, but she had the general idea and wasn’t afraid to try new things. I could feel her teeth pressing in and drawing back, her tongue fluttering, stroking the underside. She altered speed, angle, depth, testing, trying to find the things that brought me closer to the brink. One of Kate’s hands encircled the base, massaging the exposed skin of my shaft with her forefinger and her thumb as she continued bobbing her head. It became all too much. God, no woman had ever been able to drive me this mad.
Kate must have felt my release coming on. As much as I tried to suppress it, my body was shaking, and my cock was twitching. Wrapping her lips around my head, she sucked hard while jerking me vigorously.
“Oh God, Kate!” Her name left my lips in a gasp as I went over the edge, and I could feel my release exploding into her mouth in thick jets. She swallowed it greedily, sucking me dry and not missing a drop. I came harder than I could ever remember, and the force of it left black spots dancing before my eyes. And it left me thirsty, very thirsty.
That drink at the bar had taken the edge off, but the taste of her blood had almost undone me. Now, I needed to taste her again.
