Z

by Larissa Ione

  Abruptly, she pulled back. “Wanna see how long I can hold my breath? Because I’m a champ.” Grinning, she slid off his lap like a wet seal and spread his legs, going to her knees between them at the bottom of the tub, so deep that the water came up to her chin.

  “Vex––”

  She ducked her head under water and swallowed his cock in one glorious motion. Holy...fuck, yeah. He hissed in surprise and pleasure as she sucked him deep and lashed him with her tongue. This was the first time a female had put her mouth on him like that. The sensations were unbelievable, beyond anything he could possibly have imagined. Vex’s lips and teeth were magic, working together to deliver more of her pleasure/pain punishment.

  Harder.

  As if she’d heard his mental plea, she nipped his crown and pinched his balls, and he shouted in ecstasy.

  She soothed him with a pump of her fist and gentle suck before taking him deep again. Hot water swirled around him as her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, and okay, she’d been right about sex in a hot tub.

  These things were made for it.

  With a final lick across the tip of his dick, she popped her head out of the water, her grin as impish as when she’d went under. “If you liked that, move over to the top step.”

  He narrowed his eyes at her. “What are you doing?”

  She pushed the button on the side of the tub and the jets roared to life as she nudged him with her foot. “Hot Tub Sex Machine, remember?”

  Best. Answer. Ever.

  He did as he was told, moving to the other side of the tub. Sitting on the top step, the hot water just covered his thighs and the foamy bubbles lapped at the sensitive spot at the base of his shaft. His cock jutted out of the water, and knowing Vex liked to watch, he took it in his hand while she positioned herself in front of him, bent over, hands braced on his spread thighs. His erection gave an excited jerk. What was she doing?

  A teasing smile tipped up her mouth as she dropped her head and lifted her ass so one of the jets struck her between her legs. Closing her eyes, she moaned, and he damned near came before her lips even touched his throbbing erection.

  Holy shit. Zhubaal had never seen anything so erotic in his life as Vex as she tongued the slit at the tip of his cock and pumped her hips, fucking the hot jet. Opening her mouth over his crown, she took him deep and sucked upward so hard his hips came out of the water. As he sank back down, she slid her hand under him so her palm cradled his balls and her fingers tickled the seam of his ass.

  Second only to finding Vex, this was the greatest moment of his life. He drowned in bliss, captivated by the motion of her head in his lap and how every once in a while, she’d look up at him with the fucking sexiest expression on her face. She was loving this as much as he was, and the sounds she made...sweet hell.

  Her mouth worked harder and her hips pumped faster as she rode the jet. He threaded his fingers through her hair, the wet strands sticking up in wild spikes. The style suited her, sassy and colorful, short and sexy.

  But nothing was as sexy as the way her skin flushed and her cries of passion went deeper as she neared climax. On the verge himself, he wanted to push her over the edge. Shifting, he angled himself so he had better reach and more range of movement. He slid his hands down her slippery body to her ass and lower, letting his fingers spread her wide and totally open to the powerful jet stream.

  She cried out as she took the full force of the water. At the same time, ripples of pleasure cascaded through him, and he shouted as he came in a searing blast of heat. The sight of her swallowing his hot flow sent him into orbit again, but he wasn’t done. Even as he came down from his second orgasm, he lifted her away from him, spun her around, and bent her over the side of the hot tub.

  “Oh, my,” she breathed as he shoved her forward and off her feet so she didn’t have any purchase, leaving her vulnerable to whatever he wanted to do to her. They’d made love before, in bed, going slowly, but deep down he’d sensed that racier, frenetic sex was more her style, and frankly, he was pretty sure it was his, as well.

  She gasped as he spread her wide with his thumbs and speared her with his tongue. He ate at her wet sex like he was starving, licking and sucking until she was whimpering with need. “Please...Z...”

  Her moan was the most powerful aphrodisiac ever, and he gave her one more lingering thrust of his tongue deep inside her before replacing it with his cock in one powerful stroke.

  She fit him like a glove, tight and warm, her satin walls contracting around him in waves from the base of his cock to the tip.

  “Fuck,” he breathed, holding himself rock-steady for a moment, afraid he’d blow if he moved.

  He gripped her hips tight to keep her motionless, but it wasn’t long before she started to squirm. Feeling a little sadistic, he waited a few more heartbeats, forcing her to wriggle more as her body sought what it needed.

  When her needy curse echoed through the room, he couldn’t take it anymore as his sexual instincts that demanded he satisfy his female screamed to the surface.

  He pounded into her, the pace growing more frenzied with every passing second as she lay beneath him, utterly helpless against his every whim and every change in tempo. The sound of skin slapping skin joined the rhythmic splashing of the waves they were creating against the side of the pool. This was incredible...so fucking amazing...

  Pressure built in his shaft, until it felt like his balls were boiling and his blood was steaming. His wings shot up and out as he threw back his head and roared as he came in a blinding blackout of ecstasy.

  Vaguely, he felt her clench around him, milking him with her orgasm. The room spun as he bucked against her, riding the climax that seemed to go on forever. He filled her with his stream, his body jerking as his cock grew sensitive and his muscles turned to liquid.

  Unable to support his own weight any longer, he collapsed on top of her, catching his upper body with his wings. Holy shit. He wasn’t going to be able to walk for a week. Maybe they could just stay here and alternate between the bed and the hot tub. Maybe the shower, too. The things they could do with soap and the detachable shower head...

  Vex stroked the long edge of one wing, and a freakishly potent sizzle of lust shot straight to his groin. “Are these sensitive?”

  “They never were before,” he mumbled against her slender shoulder. “I guess they get that way during sex.”

  She pressed her lips against the leathery skin, and he shivered with unexpected pleasure. “Well,” she said between panting breaths, “if they are in any way sexual, we’re gonna use ’em somehow.”

  It should have been impossible for him to get hard again, but...nope. Now his head was full of fantasies involving Vex and the tips and arches of his wings.

  Gently, he lifted off her and drew her into his arms as he settled down in the hot tub with her seated next to him, her legs draped across his lap as she snuggled against his chest.

  “Thank you.” She pressed a lingering kiss to his neck.

  Closing his eyes, he idly caressed her leg. “For what?”

  “For accepting me for me.”

  He couldn’t believe he almost hadn’t. He’d been so damned stuck in a vow and the past that he couldn’t see what was in front of him. Vex was magnificent, and he’d nearly thrown her away.

  “The first time we made love,” he rasped, “I was with Laura. This time, I was with you, Vex. I gave my virginity to Laura like I promised I would, but everything else, for the rest of eternity, belongs to you.”

  All this time, he’d been looking for an angel, but what he’d found was his soul.

  And even better, he’d found its mate as well.

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  She was the woman he’d seen so many times in his mind.

  Her slender shoulders rose and fell with each panting, exhausted breath, and she was shivering, but her amber eyes gleamed with recognition.

  “You know me,” Lobo said, his voice tight with astonishment and confusion. Who was she? Why was she here? It was all he could do to keep from blurting out every question at once.

  She opened her mouth as if to speak, and he caught a glimpse of fangs. She was a vampire. A born vampire as well, or her eyes would be silver.

  A blast of hunger hit him in a wave that was almost physical. Desperate need billowed from her, as if she was not only hungry, but chronically starved.

  “Hey,” he said gently. “I’ve got packets of human blood—“

  She threw herself at him so suddenly he didn’t have time to block her. In an instant, she was wrapped around him like a bear cub scaling a tree, and crazily enough, his first instinct wasn’t to throw her off him.

  His instinct was to hold her tighter and tilt his head to give her better access to his vein.

  Lobo held the strange female against him, his body responding like a traitor as she sank her fangs into his throat. Pain and pleasure rippled through him, leaving him so unsteady that he had to brace himself against the wall. Ah, damn, this was good. Bizarre, but good.

  He hadn’t fed a female in long time, and he had definitely never fed a strange female who showed up at his door, naked and bloody.

  But she wasn’t a complete stranger, was she? He’d never met her, but he knew her. He’d seen her in his mind and in his dreams. Hell, she’d even made it into some of his fantasies, the ones that sometimes woke him in the middle of the night and left him drenched in sweat and painfully hard. And how many times had he summoned her image while he stroked himself in the shower?

  As if she read his thoughts, she rocked against him, rubbing her bare chest against his, her pelvis against his rapidly hardening erection.

  “Hey,” he said roughly, as he tightened his hold in an attempt to calm her, but the only thing that did was bring her even more solidly against him. “It’s okay. You can slow down.”

  If she heard him, she didn’t respond. Keeping his grip on her, he
sank onto the bed, knowing that at the rate she was feeding, it wouldn’t be long before he got light-headed.

  She took an extremely hard pull, and a burst of extreme pleasure-pain shot through him. “Jesus,” he whispered. “How long has it been since you last fed?”

  Her only response was a moan and a slow grind of her hips, which dredged up a moan of his own. This was like one of those erotic tales in a men’s magazine, the insane ones that had to be fiction. Because seriously, who opens their door in the middle of nowhere to find a hot, naked, horny woman standing there?

  Dear Hustler, have I got a story for you…

  Her fingernails dug into his shoulders, creating sizzling pops of pain that heightened all his senses. He became aware of the way her breath tickled his skin. The way her hard nipples pressed into his chest. The way her sex rocked against the bulge beneath his fly. His hands shook as he gripped her waist, but what he really wanted was to slip his fingers between their bodies, release his cock, and drive into her the way he did it in his dreams.

  But he couldn’t do it. She was clearly suffering from feeding deprivation, leaving her vulnerable and too easily swayed. So he kept his hands safely where they were as she moved against him, feeding with increasing fervor. The scent of her arousal surrounded him, chipping away at his willpower.