His Druid nature was riding him almost as hard as his arousal. Never before had he felt this wired and uncontrollable, but it wasn’t as if the danger hadn’t existed.
Emotions, raw feelings, swamped him, and he groaned, even before Nadia allowed her mouth to settle a small kiss on his hipbone. When that occurred, he sunk his fingers so deep into the wall that he touched a stud. He gripped the wood thankfully, and sent every calming emotion he could think of inside his body. Small dust particles drifted around his hands as he squeezed the wood with strong hands.
Nadia’s hands twined around the backs of his thighs and Drake swore out loud as his cock surged to even greater lengths. Fuck, he would have to come at least once before he would allow his hands to go anywhere near her.
“I don’t know what to do Drake…can you…”
He stopped her immediately, “Honey, anything you do right now is good. But if you want to touch it, then touch it, by all means, please…” He bit off the last of the sentence when she gripped him with both hands.
Drake saw stars. “Ah fuck, that feels good.” It came out sounding more like a base animal growl than anything else, but who the fuck cared? All he knew was that she was touching him, and it felt awesome.
Small, delicate hands framed his cock. Her inexperience was apparent, but she could keep doing what she was doing, and Drake would come in minutes. It didn’t matter if she was experienced or not.
“Tell me what you like, please Drake?” Her voice sounded pleading, and he realized that she truly didn’t know, and she wanted him to explain.
He licked his lips as her hands explored. “Ah…take one hand and wrap it around the base.” He felt her do so, took a deep breath and kept going, knowing he was digging his own grave. “Now, with a tight grip, move your hand up and down…fast.” Immediately, she started up a rhythm, and Drake groaned as his balls tightened in pleasure. Damn, this wouldn’t take long at all. He felt fire spread through his body and run down his spine.
She moved closer to his body, and kept up the stroke, but when she settled closer to him her breast touched his thigh, and that was all it took for Drake to surge against her hand. As he did so, he felt something wet. Looking down he saw her hand furiously pumping him, while her tongue was at the tip, ready to swipe away the bit of pre-cum that was perched there as if waiting for her mouth alone. But she hesitated, and Drake realized that she wasn’t sure about it.
Wishing he could pull his hand from his ruined wall, but knowing he didn’t trust his strength, Drake said, “Angel, I may rot in hell for this later but if you want to taste me…you are more than welcome to do so. Think of it as payback for what I did to you.” He saw understanding dawn in her eyes, and then all thoughts stopped as her mouth enclosed the tip of him in hot, wet warmth.
Nadia allowed her tongue to swipe under the head of him as she settled her mouth over the tip. She could feel him throbbing inside of her. She could feel the excitement singing through his body, and she wanted him to explode. She wanted that for him so badly.
With one hand still moving in a rapid pace, she explored everything with her other one, the tight muscles of his butt, and the sculpted planes of his thighs. She noticed that the wetness from her mouth eased her grip, so she sucked him as deep as he could go and used that as a tool for her hand. The taste of him was amazing. Her heart was racing, her mind had shut down, and she was so turned on that she would probably come with him when he finally gave in. His body was already jerking against her mouth, and she could feel that he was close.
She let her throat muscles go lax, and instinctively realized that he would love this as she all but swallowed him. Particles of drywall rained down around them as he vibrated the floor boards again with one of his shouts. But Nadia held on, using muscles she hadn’t realized she had until now to massage every part of him deep in her mouth. Suddenly he seemed to grow even larger, and then a warm jet of liquid hit her in the back of her throat. Nadia swallowed instantly, not even noticing the taste because she was too interested in this raw, primal side of Drake she rarely saw.
He pulled from her, glistening in the moonlight that poured in from the cracks in the curtains. His body was hard, striking, and warrior-like as he stood before her, shaking from his recent orgasm.
Nadia sat back on her heels and felt the wetness of her own body. Images and feelings poured through her and almost in seconds she felt her body erupt in flames. Her breasts became heavy under the slip, so heavy that they hurt and her nipples throbbed in time with her heart. She reached up to rub the ache away, unknowingly, and the movement caused her core to rub against her leg. Sharp little pinpricks of heat traveled down her spine, and she moaned aloud as she moved, trying to catch that twinge of pleasure again before it left her completely.
Drake stood, albeit carefully, still trying to regain his control after that rocking explosion Nadia had given him. One glance down at her though, and his control disappeared. She was sitting on her heels, her hips moving seductively against herself with her eyes closed and her hands roving her upper body. Ah God, she was so turned on she didn’t know what to do about it. She was going with what felt good and as long as she was stimulating her clit, Drake knew she would keep doing it until she came. Bad thing was, he wanted her to come while he was inside her, not watching her.
With hands that still shook a bit, and also had dust from the wall all over them, he reached for her, pulling her up to him and carrying her over to the bed.
“Drake…are you going to do that to me too?”
He didn’t look at her as he pulled the straps from her body, baring her upper chest to his gaze and the cooler air. Instantly her nipples pebbled. Drake felt a renewed hardness slip over his cock and just that easily he could come again. Thank God the first orgasm had taken the edge off and he could actually touch her right now. Without much thought he pulled the tight as skin slip from her body then groaned again when he saw she wasn’t wearing panties, which left her with only those high heels on. His fangs throbbed.
“Angel, we are going to do much more than that.”
Chapter 18
All he left on her were those ridiculously high heels.
Nadia squirmed on the bed, naked, and gloried in the sinful, lustful feelings that were crawling through her body right now. Drake’s mouth was latched onto a nipple, and his tongue was swirling and swirling, doing everything but sucking, as she moaned and writhed under him.
His body was hard above hers, and so very large where he was pressed against her from hips to knees. The heat that was moving between them was enough to start a fire, but Nadia knew the fire was inside of her.
“You’re so ready, aren’t you?” He mumbled to her, his voice slipping gloriously close to being so very deep and scary again, and Nadia knew he was beyond turned on.
“Mmm…hmm…” She mumbled, sighing when he finally pulled with his mouth and let one fang scrape over her nipple. She almost came up from the bed.
His large hand settled at her waist. “Shh…just teasing you, angel. Feels good doesn’t it?” He let his hand move south and settle on the sensitive mound at the juncture of her legs.
“Drake…”
She was out of her mind now. There was no going back, surely he would put her out of her misery and slip inside of her body like she so wanted him to do. Her hands tangled in his hair as his hand slid into the slippery wet folds that shielded her core. Nadia’s hips rose from the bed and she cried out.
“I know honey, I know. Damn, you are so very wet…” Drake mumbled against her upraised knee and then gave the sensitive skin there an open mouthed, wet kiss as he slid a finger deep inside of her body.
Immediately Nadia gripped him deep inside with her muscles, praying that he would give her his body instead of his fingers.
“Please Drake…I want…I want…” Why couldn’t she say it? Her head thrashed back and forth on the bedcovers as his finger slipped even deeper inside of her. She felt so full, so very stretched, but there
was no pain. Then he slipped another finger in, and Nadia thought her world might evaporate. She wantonly opened her legs wider, accepting him even deeper.
“What do you want honey? What is it?” His deep voice rumbled next to her ear, and she realized he was now hanging over her, teasing her with his voice just like his fingers were filling her with magic. God, she was so full and it felt so good; her hips couldn’t keep up with his movements.
“I want you…I want you…inside me, please.”
His forehead settled on hers. “Oh damn angel, damn…I don’t deserve you…and I swear I won’t hurt you.”
Nadia immediately agreed, knowing she was about to get what she wanted. “No, you won’t hurt me. Give it to me.”
His deep chuckle vibrated the bed. “Someone gets bossy when she’s turned on.” His fingers left her body, and Nadia could have wept at the loss, but knew he was coming right back.
“Don’t tease right now…not now. I just need…” Again, she felt so lost, floundering, until his palm settled on the side of her face. Amidst all of the craziness of the moment, Nadia looked into his glowing eyes, felt her soul break open and stepped into her future. Tears filled her eyes and for one split second, time seemed to stop. “I love you.”
An instant later his mouth was on hers and there was no more thought. He pushed her legs open to accept his hips and with a sure, straight thrust, he speared into her body, breaking her heart and her virginity open to him.
Huge, monstrous fullness filled her along with a numbing pain. Drake stilled for all of five seconds then moved tenuously, as though feeling if she was okay. When she just laid there in shock, he tentatively moved his hips deeper, and Nadia couldn’t stop the sigh of pain/pleasure that rose up from her throat at that.
With her hands lying beside her head, she closed her eyes and kept her legs open for him. She felt confused for a second, hating the feeling because she had gotten thrown back to earth when the pain had hit, but then he shifted, and put his hand on her thigh, pulling her hip towards him, and her leg over his ass.
“Put your other leg up there, hold me with those sexy legs of yours, pull my cock into you, angel…” When he growled those words into her ear, Nadia felt a spark slide down into her core once again, and when she did as he asked, his body slid even deeper, igniting that spark into a flame and catching her breath at the same time.
Ignoring the twinge of pain, Nadia concentrated on the movement of his body, his erection so deep inside of her that she could squeeze him with internal muscles and make him shudder against her. Hot breath blew out against her ear while the hair on his legs rubbed the backs of her thighs, his hipbones pressed into the backs of her thighs whenever he finished a stroke, and his chest teased her nipples. There were so many facets of this that Nadia didn’t know where to concentrate on what felt the best.
The sedate thrust he had going on was costing him, Nadia knew this because he was such a raw, animalistic man, and he was holding back for her sake. When she lifted her hips she was planning to take him off guard, planning to make him lose control, instead she moaned when her movement caused him to hit the right spot, so she did it again, and again. Soon, his pace sped up, and Nadia was gripping him with her legs and praying with everything she had for the feeling not to end.
“That’s it angel, work for it…I know you want it…” His deep growl shook her body as he set his fangs to her throat and teased her with the tips. Her insides flamed, and burst, sending her into pleasure overload. Her body erupted, and slung her into the air, passion shaking her body and mind.
She was slung back to the bed, and immediately Drake’s mouth was pinned against hers, kissing her like she had never been kissed before, so deeply, so mind-numbingly. He was slamming into her, bruising her body inside and out with the force of his thrusts, moving the bed against the floor with each slap of his body against hers, that Nadia came again in a rush of pleasure, her body giving everything it had for the man that was making her scream his name again and again.
With a final jerk, then a shudder, a warm sensation filled Nadia. Then Drake collapsed on the side of her, pulling her body into his and kissing her senseless again as if he couldn’t get enough of it, or her.
After everything they had just done, she felt extremely worn out and exhausted, emotionally and physically. Apparently he didn’t.
Every single one of his ten fingers was speared deep into her hair, tickling her scalp. His lips and tongue were gentle, but excruciatingly tempting as he kissed her thoroughly. Their bodies were still entangled, and even though he had already slipped from inside her, Nadia could feel heat and the slickness from his overheated skin since he was pressed up against every available inch of her.
Images of what they had done seared her brain. From foreplay to the act itself, Nadia had never imagined anything so unrefined and base between them, but overall every touch, kiss, and slide of skin inside and out, had been loaded with feeling and emotion. Even though he hadn’t voiced the words, she knew he felt something terribly strong for her. Pulling back, she let her arms cuddle up between their bodies, while her head tucked under his chin where it fit nicely.
Her body felt more than sore; it actually throbbed in certain places. She knew for certain that his teasing nip from earlier against her neck had left a scratch because her neck was extremely tender now. She yearned to leave the bed, and sink into his Jacuzzi tub, but curled her hands into the hair on his chest instead, lifting her head to find his eyes still glowing in the semi darkness.
“I love you,” she whispered, watching as his pupils all but disappeared, swallowed by the golden glow of amber in his eyes. The one thing she had waited years to say, now seemed so absurdly easy, so effortlessly spoken. Nadia reveled in her admission. “For years I have wanted to tell you, to see what your response would be to my words.” Her fingers never stopped touching his skin, and when Nadia opened her mouth to continue, his fingers stopped her from speaking.
“I will never lie to you, so I’m telling you now that I did love my two wives. They meant very much to me at certain times in my life.” Nadia’s heart almost expanded the whole width of her chest. She knew what he was going to say, and her eyes filled with tears. “But never in my life, never, have I ever felt for another woman the way I feel for you.” Golden eyes singed her with heat. “You are mine to keep, mine to worship, and mine to love…forever. There will never be another for me, and I would never wish harm on any animal, but I’m so very happy that you brought Belle to me that night; otherwise, you would have never been planted firmly in my sights, and I would never have realized your true feelings.” He settled a gentle kiss to her forehead, as tears streamed down her cheeks. “I thank God for you every day.”
“Drake…” she whispered, unsure of how to tell him she wanted to be with him forever. “I want to be yours,” she said, her voice low but firm.
His hand dug into her hair. “Angel, I hate to break it to you, but I have no intention of letting you go.” A crooked, sexy smile emerged, and Nadia could see his fang tips gleaming in the moonlight. An electric thrill sped through her veins.
“Good…because I want to be yours…forever.” She saw his smile dim, then vanish completely. “Forever…Drake, I want you to bite me.” She stopped speaking, hoping to gauge his emotions, and watched as his eyes grew stern and hard mouth straightened to a thin line.
Seconds felt like minutes and Nadia felt fear creep into her system. She had assumed that if she shared her body, and her emotions with him, he could never turn her down. Laying here beside a man who’d completely shut down, she wasn’t so sure. What was she supposed to do if he didn’t agree? Tightening her hands on his chest, she hardened her thoughts, and told herself it would not come to that. She locked onto his gaze, opening herself up to him.
“I will not allow you to get rid of me so easily.” One dark eyebrow rose at the force in her words, but she continued. “I want this! I want you and I love you. I see no reason why you shouldn’t �
�gift’ me over into your world.” Nadia licked her lips and went for the kicker. “How could you turn me and my love away, when I know you feel the same for me?”
The room filled with a deafening silence.
She felt her face burn with heat and humiliation over her embarrassing emotional display. He didn’t respond, but the look on his face was something she’d never seen before. It almost looked like fear.
Stupid! You were so stupid to think he would want this!
She flew out of bed, amazed that he even let go of her, and ran to the bathroom, grabbing her discarded clothes along the way.
“Nadia!”
Ignoring his shout, she hastily tugged on her silky dress slip and trench coat, while her body throbbed with every pounding of his fists against the door. Tears flooded her eyes and fell to her cheeks, but she resolutely determined she would not break down in front of him. That would happen in the privacy of her own home. Only there would she let go.
“God, you don’t understand just how big of a step this is!” he said, almost painfully from the other side of the wood.
She knew how easily he could overcome the lock, so rather than giving him the satisfaction of unlocking the door with his powers, she would do it herself.
Checking her emotions, swiping at the tears on her face, and gathering nothing but cool indifference around her, she tugged the door open, only to see her beloved, looking as ragged as she felt, standing there.
He was still in change mode, eyes bright, fangs flashing, and purely, deliciously, naked. Nadia struggled, wanting to cuddle into him, but slammed those thoughts away.
“How big of a step?” She questioned, thrusting her anger and the blazing trail of pain she felt into every vibrating inch of her body. He’d pushed her too far, her Spanish blood was churning. “Is it too much of a step for you?” Nadia shot daggers at him, noting the still blazing burn of his eyes, and those fangs hinting at his dangerous side. But that didn’t deter her one bit.
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