by L. E. Wilson
***
Laying her back down, Nik remained sitting above her, watching her beautiful breasts rise and fall with her heavy breaths, her pink nipples puckering for him prettily. Her skin was flushed, causing her scars to stand out in stark relief.
His mouth pulled back in a snarl, exposing his long fangs. He wished he could kill those things all over again.
Emma’s hands gripped the quilt on either side of her, no doubt wanting to cover herself, and her scars, but he slowly shook his head at her in warning. He would not be denied the right to look his fill after so long apart from her.
Taking a hold of the bottoms of his shirt and hoodie, he pulled them both up and off in one smooth movement. The ropes of muscle across his stomach tightened and released with need as he ran his eyes from her breasts, down her soft belly, to her slick folds spread wide and glistening before him.
Imagining the taste of her, he ran his tongue over his bottom lip, then reached out with one hand and laid it flat between her hip bones as his thumb slid down, dipping into her moisture, then finding her hard nub and rubbing it slowly. His eyes never leaving the erotic view of her spread out before him, he slid his other hand down the front of jeans, cupping himself and squeezing slightly, before undoing the button on his waistline and slowly pulling the zipper down.
Emma stopped breathing as she watched him take his thick length in his own hand, her attention torn between what he was doing to her and the sight of him sliding his hand up and down his cock. He watched her watch him, a bead of moisture appearing at the tip, and he groaned, holding his hand still at the base and squeezing himself.
He started rubbing her faster, and under his hand, he felt the muscles low in her belly tightening, surging, and easing again. She strained against him as he masterfully worked her body, and his eyes narrowed with desire as they flew to her face to watch her.
“Nikulas!” Her eyes flew up to his as she came suddenly and hard, her back arching with the power of it, her hands clenching the comforter like a lifeline.
Nik’s lips pulled back off his aching fangs as he watched her, his cock throbbing for release in his hand. But he wasn’t done with her yet.
Hopping off the bed, he quickly shed his pants and shoes. Returning before she’d had a chance to miss him, he lay down along her side. Stretching his full length to feel every inch of her, he took her wrists in one hand, kissing the pulse there, before lifting them above her head and pressing them down into the mattress. With his other hand, he held her jaw, turning her face to him for a kiss.
Emma moaned as he took her mouth, pressing his throbbing length against her hip. She tried to turn towards him, but he moved his hand from her jaw to her hip, holding her in place. She whimpered in protest, but he just smiled against her mouth.
Then suddenly, he let go of her wrists and rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him. One hand on the back of her head and one on her lower back, he pressed himself up into her belly, growling low in her ear.
Emma pulled her legs up to either side of him until she was straddling his lean hips, and lifting herself up, ran his length through the slick folds of her pussy. His belly clenched with desire, his cock jerking up to find her tight sheath, weeping drops of semen, begging to be inside her. As she did it again, he shuddered underneath her.
Nik almost came between them as she rubbed herself up and down his swollen shaft the third time. She was so fucking wet. Groaning, he grabbed her hips to hold her still. “Stop. Before I come too soon.”
Raising his hands to her head, he pulled her to him until they were almost nose to nose. He watched her eyes darken with desire as he told her, “When I come, I’m going to be so deep inside of you, Em. I want to feel your tight warmth gripping me, pulsing around me, when I do. But I want to taste you first.”
***
Emma moaned as she felt a flood of moisture between her legs at his words. She caught a flash of his fangs as he lowered his head to her neck, and a small sound escaped from her as he pressed his mouth to the skin over her artery. But still, he didn’t bite her.
Instead, he worked his way down to her aching breasts, his hands under her arms lifting her over him as he fastened his mouth over one throbbing nipple. Pulling it into his mouth, he teased it with his tongue before sucking hard, and then released it to do the same to the other side.
Lifting her higher, he kissed his way down her belly, hitting each and every ragged and lovely piece of skin, until he reached the soft, red curls at the apex of her thighs.
Emma gripped the top her headboard as Nik lifted her above his mouth. At his urging, she spread her legs, placing a knee on each side of his head. Looking down, she gasped as his fiery blue eyes met hers. He inhaled deeply, growling low in his throat at the scent of her, and her belly clenched as she felt another rush of wetness in response.
Reaching up, he ran his hands up over her breasts, kneading them fully, before gripping her hips and placing her over his mouth. She lurched uncontrollably when she felt his warm tongue on her. His grip tightening on her hips to hold her still, he lapped at her, his eyes closing with pleasure as he settled in.
Emma’s head fell back as he found her clitoris, flicking it with his tongue. Moving her hips in unison with his movements as the tension in her belly returned, desire throbbed through her where he manipulated her with his mouth, spreading all the way out through her limbs.
She began to tremble uncontrollably, her muscles straining towards her orgasm. She hovered there on the brink, until with a growl, Nik sucked her throbbing nub into his mouth, piercing her with his fangs. She cried out as the pain mixed with the pleasure and sent her crashing over the edge. His fingers dug into her hips to hold her there as her body convulsed above him.
***
Nik’s eyes rolled back in his head as the taste of her blood mixed with the taste of her sex to flood his mouth and throat. He sucked her as she bucked above him, his cock jerking at her cries, trying to find her.
Unable to wait any longer, he lifted her away from his mouth and yanked her down the length of him. Bending his knees to meet her, he was deep inside of her with one strong thrust, his cry joining hers at the feel of her tight grip around him.
One hand on her hip, he used the other one to grip the back of her neck, pulling her down to his throbbing fangs. Sliding out of her, he thrust back in at the same time his fangs sank deep into her nape. Taking a deep pull, he growled as her blood rushed down his throat, igniting his nerve endings, filling him with her lifeblood as he filled her.
Holding her tight to him, his muscles tightened, rippling as he sat up and flipped her under him. Pulling deep on her vein, he lost all control as he pounded into her.
There was no gentleness as he took her, just an overwhelming need to consume her. Emma cried out beneath him as another orgasm hit her, pulling him over the edge with her. Releasing her neck, he threw his head back with a roar as he exploded inside of her, her pulsing sheath squeezing every last drop from him.
***
Emma watched Nik as he came above her. Head thrown back, fangs bared, ropes of muscle straining under slick skin as he possessed her fully and completely, she’d never seen a more beautiful sight. Her hands roamed limply over his strong chest and arms as he lowered his head again and closed the wound in her neck, unable to get enough of the feel of him.
Collapsing on top of her, he rolled to the side, pulling her with him and holding her close. For a long time, the only sound was their breathing as they held each other.
Running his hand over her bright hair and down her soft back, Nik asked, “Did I hurt you?”
Emma pulled back a bit and looked up at him with heavy lids, her lips curving up happily. “No. I’m fine. Truly. Just a bit sleepy.”
***
Nik took in her tired features. She looked even paler than before, if that was possible, even after all their exertion just now. “Here. Drink from me, Em. It’ll make you feel better…and, because I’d just like you to. I
want you to be with me. Completely. And for a long, long time.”
Emma didn’t even hesitate. “Ok.” She smiled a little. “But only if you promise to do that again.”
Chuckling, he lifted his wrist to his mouth, efficiently opening a vein. Putting it to Emma’s mouth, he watched her drink from him. A strong feeling of contentment washed over him as she raised her hand and held him to her mouth.
This was right. This was how it should be.
He let her drink a little more than she should have, enjoying the sound of her soft moans, watching the color come back into her face. Her eyes popped open as started to pull his arm away from her, her brows lowering in a frown of displeasure. He was spoiling her, but he enjoyed doing it.
“That’s enough, Em. You need to leave me some, ya know.” He smiled as her eyes widened and she immediately let go of him.
“Sorry,” She mumbled, licking her lips.
He could practically see his blood rushing through her system, chasing away the fatigue, tickling her nerve endings, heating her blood.
Reaching down, she wrapped her small hand around him, licking her lips again as she felt him kick in her hand. He rolled his hips towards her as she ran her hand up and down his length, and she gasped as he swelled to his full size, her fingers unable to reach completely around him.
Desire and deep need shone in her eyes as she looked up at him, and he knew the same reflected back to her from his. “Nikulas,” she pleaded.
Nik ran his hand up the outside of her thigh and over her round ass, dipping his hand between her legs from behind. She was wet and ready for him. With a helpless moan, he rolled her under him. Sliding an arm under her leg, he opened her to him, entering her with one long, smooth thrust.
His Emma didn’t need to ask twice.
Chapter Forty
Nik cracked his eyes open and squinted at the clock next to her bed. It was almost dawn.
“We’re never going to leave this bed again, are we?” she teased. Her voice was husky from the cries Nik had wrung from her throughout the night. They’d spent the hours re-learning each other, until Emma was so exhausted, even Nik’s blood couldn’t keep her eyes from sliding closed.
Nik sighed against her back where he was snuggled up behind her. “Unfortunately, we’re going to have to. Well, at least I am. The sun will be up soon, and you don’t have any shades over your windows.”
Emma frowned. “I’m going to have to order some.”
Dropping a kiss on her shoulder, Nik rolled over and flicked on the bedside lamp. He needed a shower, and he planned on sharing it. Gazing over his shoulder at his lovely mate, he caught her self-consciously pulling the quilt up over herself in the light of lamp. She’d covered herself every time she’d gotten up during the night to get a drink or use the bathroom, and he was losing his patience with it.
“Don’t do that,” he commanded harshly.
Emma’s eyes flew up to clash with his at his tone. “Nik…I…”
Gloriously naked, he stood and stalked over to her side of the bed. Pulling her up with him, he took the comforter from her, leaving her as naked as he was. Gently pushing her along in front of him, he ignored her protests and walked her into the bathroom.
Flicking on the light, he turned her so that she faced the mirror and he was standing behind her. The top of her head barely came up to his shoulder, her slight frame overshadowed by his larger one.
Emma kept her eyes down, refusing to look at herself. “Nik, please don’t do this,” she whispered.
Wrapping his hands carefully around her upper arms, he held her there when she tried to leave. “First of all, don’t ever hide yourself from me again. I love looking at you.”
Still refusing to look up, Emma softly scoffed, “You can’t mean that.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. I’ve never meant anything more. Look in the mirror, Em.” When she refused, he shook her slightly. “Look in the mirror, Emma, or I will make you do it.”
Sighing heavily, she raised her eyes, cringing slightly at the ravaged skin she saw there.
Nik gave her a second to take a good look. “Do you know what I see in that mirror? I don’t see a woman who is flawed, or imperfect. I see a strong woman. A woman who defended herself. A woman who fought for her survival against all the odds and won. A woman who never gave up on finding her sister. A woman who didn’t crumble under pressure. A woman who took meeting me, a vampire, in stride. That woman makes me proud. That woman is a warrior. That woman is amazing. That woman is sexy as all hell. That woman is the most beautiful and precious thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. That woman, Em, is YOU.”
***
She eyed up her reflection, her heart overflowing at his words, trying to see herself through his eyes. And for the first time, she almost believed him.
“Don’t ever hide yourself from me,” he said softly. “I couldn’t stand it. I love you. All of you. I only wish I’d been there to protect you.” Lowering his head, he wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear. “I’ll never let anything like that happen to you again. I swear it.”
Emma turned in his arms, and this time he let her. Wrapping her arms around his lean waist, she told him, “I love you too. And I’m going to hold you to that.”
He hugged her to him, running his hands up and down her back. “Come on woman, we need to get a shower. Then I need to find a place to hole up for the day. After I call our pilot to prepare the plane to fly us back to Seattle.”
“I have a cellar, you can stay down there…” she began. “Wait. Seattle?”
Letting go of her, he reached over to start the shower. “Yeah. I have to get back. And you’re coming with me.”
She narrowed her eyes at his muscular back, having half a mind to argue with him. But really, who was she kidding? Besides, she’d be with Keira.
She shrugged. “Ok.”
Having determined the water warm enough, Nik turned back to her with a blinding smile, and she couldn’t help but return it.
“So, we still have about an hour before the sun comes up,” Nik hinted, running his eyes up and down her lithe body.
Emma turned to walk away, “I’d better get packing then. Is it cold in Seattle?”
She squealed as Nik grabbed her with one arm from behind, dragging her under the hot water with him.
Bending down, he nibbled on the side of her neck. “Oh no, you don’t. You’re not running away from me again.”
Emma sighed happily as his playfulness turned swiftly to desire. “Never.”
She could always pack later.
THE END
L.E. Wilson was born in Scranton, PA and grew up in a small town about twenty miles north of there. It's a seriously small town, as in "Don't blink or you'll miss it", but a beautiful area to live.
Blood Hunger, the first book of her new Deathless Night Series, which combines her lifelong obsession with the paranormal and her love of romance, was released in the winter of 2014. Look for the second book of the series, Blood Vengeance, to be released in the summer of 2015!
L.E. now lives in the mountains outside of Seattle with her husband, two sons, and her two furry kids (who are much better behaved than the human children). When she's not busy writing or cooking vegan meals, she spends her free time photographing the gorgeous Pacific Northwest she now calls home.
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