Her eyes flew up to his as her face flushed under the streetlight, her feet still shuffling in reverse. He glanced behind her and barely called out, “Naya—” before she smacked into the door.
She went from pink to a deep crimson. While he managed to hold in his laugh, he couldn’t stop the grin from spreading across his face. In an effort to ease her awkwardness, he grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles.
He led her inside the building and headed for the elevator. “What floor?” he asked once they were inside.
With her eyes dilated and cheeks red, she stammered “Uh…second.” She looked adorable with embarrassment coloring her, and this time, he didn’t hide his chuckle. She smiled up at him and laughed at herself. “You distract me.”
He growled and pulled her body to his, making sure she was aware of how much he wanted her. “I like that.”
She sucked in her breath, and her look matched the heat he felt. Good, he wasn’t the only one affected. She stepped away when the elevator doors opened as she grasped his hand to lead him toward her door where he handed her the keys.
Once inside, she set her little purse and keys on an end table, and they kicked off their shoes. “This is Kenzie’s place,” she said. “I help her with the rent since I have my own bedroom and stay here quite a bit, but technically, I live with my parents.” She chuckled. “It’s kind of complicated.”
He put an arm around her and gathered her close before kissing her. “I don’t care who you live with.” Hell, he wasn’t going to judge anyone about living arrangements.
Seeing movement out of the corner of his eyes, he looked down to see a big tabby cat walking their way. He released Naya to lean down, holding out his hand, and the cat sauntered up to him. “Who’s this?”
“Oh, that’s Crabby Abby. But she doesn’t really…like…anyone.”
He picked up the cat, and she rubbed her face and neck against him, purring loudly. Naya’s jaw hung open.
He smiled at her. “What can I say?” he said as he set the cat down. “Women love me.”
Naya laughed. “I just bet they do.”
He placed a quick kiss on Naya’s mouth and then examined their surroundings from where they were standing in the entryway leading into the living room. Off to each side of the living room was a bedroom, with a bathroom next to the bedroom on the right, and the kitchen sat straight ahead in the back. Thankfully, the bedrooms weren’t next to each other.
Naya followed his gaze to the bedroom with the closed door on the left. “Oh. It looks like Kenzie beat us home,” she said. “I thought she was going to stay longer. I wonder what happened?” she added more to herself than to him.
“I guess we were in the parking lot longer than we thought.”
She giggled. “I guess so.” She turned to him. “Would you like a drink? Or…do you want to see my room?”
He drew her close and ran his thumb over her plush lips. “Room.”
Her scent slowly changed—God, he loved the effect he had on her—and she licked her lips. Naya took his hand and strolled toward the open door to the right. “This side is mine. Kenzie has the master,” she said, entering her room.
She turned around as they stood on opposite sides of the threshold, and she bit her lip nervously. Before she could question what they were doing, he pressed her forward, following her into the room, and he kicked the door closed behind him. Without waiting a second longer, he hauled her against him and spun around to push her back against the door. They stared at each other for a heartbeat, and then he kissed her, slow and sweet. He was giving her time to accept him and the idea of them being together.
Damn, she tastes good.
She moaned into his mouth and sucked on his tongue. Immediately, he imagined her doing the same thing to his cock, and he lost all semblance of control.
Briefly, he pulled away to grab the tie in the back of her hair, letting the dark waves fall down to the middle of her back before kissing her again. Later, he wanted to be able to grab onto it while he thrust inside her.
He could tell she didn’t have a lot of sexual experience, and he knew he should probably slow down. But when he pulled down the straps of her dress, letting it fall to her full hips, she didn’t stop him. Instead, she drew away from their kiss to pull off his shirt, and then she pushed her chest out before guiding his head down to her bare breasts.
The way this careful, reserved girl suddenly and completely gave herself to him was arousing as hell. It reminded him of the saying, A lady in the parlor and a whore in the bedroom, and it was totally fucking sexy.
Naya’s breasts were high and full, and her nipples, a dusty rose color, were engorged and begging for attention. Not wanting to disappoint the lady, he complied with her request. Drawing one tip into his mouth, he sucked and bit down with just the right amount of pressure. She whimpered and dug her nails into his scalp as he moved from one to the other, giving her breasts equal consideration. Apparently, her nipples liked the attention, maybe a little too much, so he didn’t linger too long. When he’d told her she wouldn’t come without him inside her, he’d been dead serious.
Vaughn moved back up to Naya’s mouth and kissed her again as she tugged at his jeans. He helped her unbuckle his belt, and she unzipped him. Never bothering with underwear, his cock sprang into her waiting hand. Naya broke their kiss, and he heard the sudden intake of her breath. He chuckled to himself. He wasn’t built small, and being a red-blooded male, he never tired of a female’s reaction to seeing him with his pants off.
Vaughn pushed his jeans down, kicked them off, and tugged Naya’s dress off her hips until it landed on the floor. He admired her tiny white panties for all of two seconds before ripping them off and tossing them aside.
He pulled one of her legs up over his hip, and she closed her eyes, sucking on her bottom lip as she pushed her pelvis toward him. Vaughn slipped a finger into her to test her readiness.
“Fuck, you’re tight.” And hot and wet. He was afraid his dick would burst before he even got inside her.
Not wanting to hurt her with his size, he dropped to his knees and pulled her thigh over his shoulder. She was almost bare between her legs, and he could see her pussy was slick, puffy, and pink. Beautiful. Giving her no further warning, he parted her lips and sucked her clit into his mouth, causing her to cry out and grab onto his head as if she were afraid he’d stop. He pushed two fingers into her heat, and her head fell back against the door as she let out a loud moan. She smelled and tasted great. The scent of vanilla mixed with the muskiness of her arousal. Adding a third finger, he kissed and licked her until he was sure she was ready to take him.
Vaughn pulled his head away and stood while Naya moaned in frustration. She didn’t utter a word, but she looked at him with ache and protest in her eyes.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to make it all better very soon.” He grabbed Naya around the waist and picked her up to position himself at her entrance. He studied her face. “Ready?”
“Do it,” she commanded
He drove inside, pushing in to the hilt. She felt fucking fantastic, warm and slick, and she immediately started contracting around him.
“Holy fuck,” Vaughn said.
Her unexpected response made him lose his hold, and they fell against the door. He hoped he hadn’t hurt her. He was disappointed he hadn’t gotten to watch her initial reaction, but he wasn’t too worried as he felt her inner muscles continuing to pulse around his cock while she moaned deep in her throat. Hitting the door had been the only thing holding him back from following her over the edge as her core squeezed around him like a fist.
Taking deep breaths, he stood still as her orgasm waned and watched the satisfaction wash over her face. He waited until she opened her eyes and looked at him.
“Now, it’s my turn,” he said
When he knew he had her attention, he began to thrust. With one arm wrapped around her waist, he used the other hand to cup the back of her neck. He threaded his fingers through her ha
ir, forcing her to watch him. He wanted her to know who was inside her, who was responsible for her pleasure. She returned his stare, and he liked that she wasn’t shying away from his gaze.
He pumped into her over and over until the sensations were almost too much, and she closed her eyes and moaned. “Naya.” She opened them again, her eyes glassy. “Eyes open, baby. I want you to look at me when you come.”
Her only response was to rake her nails across his back, and he loved knowing he’d wear her marks tomorrow. Pulling her close, he kissed her again. Then he moved his mouth down toward where her neck met her shoulder, and he kissed her there, even though he really wanted to bite and suck her. Her moans increased in volume, and he felt the moment she was ready to tip over the edge again, so he moved his head up to watch her experience the orgasm he was about to give her. There would be no taking him by surprise this time.
But she got the jump on him. He had been solely concentrated on her reaching her peak first that she stunned him when she grabbed his head and bit down on his neck. It felt so damn good. When she sucked firmly as her body tightened around him with release, he couldn’t hold onto his already barely leashed control. He threw his head back, letting his body take over, and he experienced the most intense orgasm of his life. He didn’t even care that he’d missed watching her climax once again.
Naya slowly came back to herself, supported between Vaughn and the door. Her head was resting on his shoulder, and he felt heavy inside her. She clenched around him and noticed she felt… fuller…than before he came, which was almost impossible with how much he’d stretched her to begin with. He was huge, and she’d be tender tomorrow, but she was looking forward to having a reminder of their night together.
“Fuck.” Vaughn carried her over to the bed where he lay down on his back, so she was straddling him.
My sentiments exactly, she thought.
She’d started coming the moment he entered her. His movements combined with the delicious friction from him kissing her neck had felt incredible. So incredible, she’d bit his neck and drunk from him. She’d never experienced anything like it. Feedings were usually nonsexual. They were almost clinical. But with Vaughn, it had been different. His blood matched his smell, just like she’d imagined. His flavor was so rich and spicy and quite possibly the best she’d ever swallowed. Already, she felt the hum of it beginning in her vessels. It sure hadn’t tasted inferior.
Suddenly, the post-orgasmic haze lifted, and she jerked up.
I bit him. I’m not supposed to bite humans, let alone drink from them. What if he noticed? What would he do if he found out I’m a vampire? I might’ve just potentially exposed my entire species.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Vaughn asked.
She looked at him and could see the concern in his blue eyes.
The best thing to do would be to admit as much of the truth as possible. While she had licked his wounds closed and her saliva would help him heal faster, he would still see teeth marks when he looked in the mirror. She should own up to that much, and maybe he wouldn’t think too much about it.
“I bit you. I’m sorry. It was pretty hard, too.” She shook her head in disbelief. “I barely remember doing it.” Embarrassed, she let her face fall in her hands.
Feeling him move under her, she peeked through her fingers and watched him as he sat up on his elbows.
“Naya, don’t worry about it. I’m a fast healer. Plus, did you hear me complaining?”
He pulled on one of her arms, and she lifted her head to look at him.
“No?”
Vaughn chuckled. “Holy shit, babe. That was hot. I loved every second of it.” She turned her head and studied him. How did she know he wasn’t being nice to spare her feelings?
“Naya.” His voice and expression turned serious.
“What?”
“Baby, what are you sitting on?”
She blushed. When she’d sat up, the movement had pushed Vaughn farther inside her. She had been distracted before because she was worried that he’d discover she was a vampire, but now, she couldn’t miss the large erection she was sitting on. Although, it didn’t feel quite as big as it had after he came.
He looked her in the eyes. “My body doesn’t lie, and neither do I. I really did like it.” He raised his brow. “Okay?”
She nodded, and he smiled. She leaned down to kiss him, which caused her hips to move.
“Oh,” she said, surprised.
She sat back up to test her new position. Deep in her center, his penis was hitting the sensitive spot as it rubbed inside her. It felt wonderful, so she moved again to add more friction.
Vaughn dropped back down onto the bed. He closed his eyes and groaned again. “This time, you’re not surprising me. I’m going to watch you come.”
She had no idea what he was talking about, and she didn’t really care. She was too busy experimenting. To get better control, Naya leaned forward and rested her palms on his shoulders. Vaughn wrapped his hands around her hips and moved her, showing her how he liked it. She looked down, loving the feel of his masculine hands on her. They made her feel small, instilling more confidence in her. Using her position on top, she took charge of their lovemaking.
As she rode him, she watched his reactions. She forced her eyes to stay open, ignoring her desire to let them drift closed. His shoulders curved slightly off the bed as he tipped his head back. Clenching his eyes shut, his neck muscles strained, and he resembled someone in pain. She liked having the power over his body, knowing she was the cause of his face and body showing such pleasure.
He looked at her again as he slipped a hand between the area where their bodies met, and he rubbed the mass of nerves there. The knowledge of her position and control along with the friction he was applying with his thumb tipped her over the edge again, and her orgasm set off his.
She barely heard him mutter, “Finally,” before he thrust up hard.
He held her hips against him as he shuddered and pulsed while emptying himself inside her. He anchored in deep, and she felt his seed filling her once more. She swore that he expanded, stretching her past the point of fullness, to produce another orgasm for her right after the last.
Man, she’s breathtaking.
He’d finally gotten to watch her face as she came. Vaughn sat up to wrap his arms around Naya and kissed her. He hauled her back down onto the bed with him, so he could enjoy her lying on top of him. He folded one arm under his head while he used the other to run his fingers across her back. He would be content to rest there forever.
“Are you hungry?” she asked against his chest.
“Famished.” But he was always willing to eat.
She sat up, and his second arm joined his first behind his head.
“Let’s go raid the fridge.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “And if there isn’t anything good, we can order delivery. It’s still early enough.” She moved to get off of him.
“Naya, wait.”
Before he could stop her, she stood, separating his body from hers. As she forced him out, he felt his penis raking the sides of her vagina. He knew she was tight, and he was big, so he was afraid he had hurt her. Instead, her knees buckled, and the friction seemed to set off a mini-orgasm in her. She grabbed onto his shoulder for support.
He sat up and put his hands around her waist to help her and to hide his erection. After she regained her breath, Naya stood completely and put her hands over her lower stomach, above her pubic bone. “Whoa. That was strange.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I just felt a small spasm and tingle in my abdomen, but it only lasted a second. It’s gone now.”
For a moment, he was worried, but then he reminded himself that it couldn’t happen to her. He tugged her close and kissed her belly. Although, she did almost—
Nah, I’m being paranoid.
“Vaughn, I’m fine.” She leaned back and studied him. “Are you okay?”
There was no reason to worry her. “
Yeah.” He stood and dropped a quick kiss on her lips before giving her a reassuring smile. “How do you feel? Are you sore?”
“I feel wonderful.” She stretched her arms over her head.
He wrapped his arms around her and grinned. “Good, because I’m not done with you yet.”
She smiled as she swung her arms around his neck, and the rest of his apprehension faded away. “Until then, let’s eat.”
He laughed and stepped away from her. “Do you want to clean up first?”
“Hmm…” She stepped away to look down between her thighs. He expected to see his wetness there. He’d come in her twice, and when he came, he tended to release more than the typical man. However, her legs appeared dry. He scanned himself and even the bed, but he saw no excess in either place. She shrugged and grabbed his T-shirt off the floor. “Do you care if I wear this?”
Again, the earlier thought was nagging in the back of his head. He felt like he shouldn’t ignore it even if it wasn’t possible.
She touched his arm. “Vaughn?”
She broke through his thoughts, and he looked at her, seeing the concern in her eyes.
He schooled his expression and noted her hand holding his shirt. “Yeah, it’s okay if you wear it,” he said, smiling reassuringly.
“Thanks.” She slipped his shirt over her head and then yanked on his arm. “Come on, I’m starving.”
She was impossible to resist, and his smile turned into a grin.
“Okay, I’m right behind you.” He grabbed his jeans and put them on in case her roommate woke up, and then he followed her into the kitchen.
PAYTON LLEWELYN SAT in the family room, watching TV, when she heard the front door slam closed. Next, she saw Sawyer storming past, so she called out, “What’s got your panties in a wad?”
Sawyer walked backward into her line of sight and planted his hands on his hips. “Don’t start with me, brat,” he said, the corners of his mouth twitching. His words sounded brusque, but he didn’t mean them.
Payton had known Sawyer since she was little, and he’d been like a second older brother for as long as she could remember, especially after he’d lost his parents.
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