by Myln Hurn
He started up the stairs toward her bedroom when Tatiana gestured, turning Blue right side up again. “Come on, Tat. I’ll help you get this down-under mate of mine settled for her nap.”
A lot more giggles later, plus a trip to the bathroom and a drink of water, Blue was out like a light, sleeping so deeply and peacefully, it was almost amazing that she went from a fireball of chatter and energy to this quiet angelic toddler. Outside the room, she repeated her thoughts to Hunter. Looking doubtful, he shook his head.
“Quiet, angelic toddler? Sweetheart, that is an oxymoron if I’ve ever heard one.” He put his arm around Tatiana’s shoulders. “You want to go downstairs to talk?”
Tatiana shook her head. Seeing the wary look on Hunter’s face, she twisted out from under his arm and took his hand. “I’d rather say what I need to say up here.”
In the bedroom, she partially closed the door before she turned to face Hunter. He had crossed the room and was seated at the end of the bed. Her careful planning flew out of her head and she blurted out her words.
“I’m sorry for flying off the handle at you earlier, Hunter. I replayed it over and over. If our positions had been reversed, I wouldn’t have acted as politely as you.”
“Reversed how?” Hunter frowned at her words.
“You, with a naked woman and a tiny pillow. I know I would have done something crazy.” She breathed in deeply, releasing it shakily. “I’m sorry and I hope you can forgive me.”
Hunter practically sprang off the bed, crossing to her in a few steps. “Holy crap, Tatiana! I owe you the apology. I acted like a jealous gorilla, beating my chest. I’m sorry, honey. I should have just kept my mouth shut, especially in the elevator. Can you forgive me?”
Tatiana rushed toward him and threw her arms up and over his shoulders. She hugged him tightly, and then turned to whisper in his ear, “Fuck me now!”
Hunter staggered in surprise at the impact, but it was her words that really knocked him off his metaphorical feet. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he walked them to the bed. Putting one knee on the mattress, he lowered them both to the surface. Hearing her ask for his forgiveness had touched his heart. Then hearing her ask him to fuck her was too much. The time for words would have to come later. Telling himself to go slowly, he began to caress her breasts through her top. Tatiana pushed his hands away and jerked her top to rest above her breasts. Her hands then quickly unfastened her shorts and she lifted her hips to shove them down enough to free one leg.
“Come in me now, Hunter! I need you right now. I don’t need flowery phrases or seduction. I need you…inside me.” Tears began creeping from the corners of her eyes and Hunter believed that she was unaware of them.
Reaching down, Hunter unfastened his clothing and freed his hard cock. His hand moved between her widespread thighs and he was surprised at how wet she was. Stroking his fingers across her wet, swollen pussy lips, he lowered his mouth to hers. Still planning to slow things down, Tatiana surprised him by thrusting her tongue inside his mouth, kissing him almost frantically. He then realized her need and started to rub and flick his finger over her clit. As her hips jerked madly upward, he moved his thumb onto her clit to continue the persistent rub while two fingers slipped into her cunt. Almost immediately, he found the soft inner flesh. Pressing in a steady rhythm, matching his massage of her clit, Hunter worked Tatiana’s body to a quick frantic climax.
Barely did he let her contractions stop before he began massaging her supersensitive flesh once again. Pressing his mouth to her nearest breast, he kissed his way to her nipple. Sucking it inside his mouth, he matched both rhythms. As he felt her body tense, Hunter lifted his head and watched her face. With her lips parted to breathe more quickly, her body wiggled, jerked and squirmed around with need.
“What do you want, darling? Tell me your needs.”
Slowly her eyelids lifted and she focused on his face. Her tongue licked her lips.
Finally, she spoke softly. “Stick it in me. Please!”
Hunter smiled. “What should I stick and where should I stick it?”
“Oh God! Please, fuck me! Stick your cock up my cunt! I need you, damn it!”
Hunter smiled. He moved above her, and for the first time he reached down and pulled her legs upward, pressing her thighs to her chest. Without another word, he thrust into her body.
“Uungghh.” Tatiana grunted as he entered her body.
With one downward move he was embedded inside her, totally. He pulled back slowly and then entered her again, completely and fully—buried to the hilt. It was difficult to pull back without shooting his wad the first time. The tightness of her cunt pulling and dragging on his cock was incredibly erotic. Soon he began moving in and out of her, with his balls slapping loudly against her pussy and ass cheeks with each thrust.
Hunter groaned as he felt her pussy dragging along his hard cock as he pulled out, but not all the way. Just when he thought it couldn’t get any better, Tatiana flexed her hips and wiggled her bottom, causing a new movement deep inside her body. Every move she made transferred to an erotic massage of his flesh inside hers.
“Fuck me, Hunter. Faster!”
“I strive,” Hunter groaned and began moving in and out like a quick firing piston.
“I strive to please my lady.”
Tatiana smiled.
“Hunter…Hunter…stop and let me turn over.”
“Wh…what?”
“Doggie fuck me. I want to feel as much of you as I can. I want you to come so deep inside me…” Her voice trailed away.
Hunter pulled out of her and then helped her flip over. It took a few seconds to position himself and then he thrust back into her cunt. The flesh squeezed tightly around him again. He continued thrusting and the slapping of his balls sounded louder and wetter. Instantly he knew he was deeper because he could feel the head of his cock bumping into her cervix. There was also the sliding motion against her G-spot. He wasn’t surprised that she grabbed the pillow and covered her face just a second before she cried out. All around his cock was the erotic milking and tugging and deep massaging. He knew in that moment, right before he came, that he could be risking a lot…
Hunter groaned softly, jerking his hips faster with shorter moves. And then it started and he felt hot streams of his seed shooting inside her body. With each forward, sharp move of his hips, his balls emptied more and more of his sperm into her body. The thought that he might impregnate her turned him on and he pressed deeper at the end. Finally he could do no more and stopped. Before he withdrew, despite his depleted strength, he ran his hands slowly over Tatiana’s ass cheeks, down the outside of her thighs and back up. Then he pulled from her body and dropped onto the bed. He was aware of Tatiana lowering herself beside him to lie on her stomach. Rolling onto his side, he let his eyes move across her pale skin, barely touched by the sun compared to his darkened flesh.
Her face was turned away from him and he could barely see evidence of her breathing. Now that he was sated, it was easier to think back over the last few days. It bothered him that he had acted so impetuously in biting her and he worried over the fact that she was not exhibiting signs of the hunger yet. In an odd way he felt rather impotent. It didn’t make any sense because he had converted others, albeit reluctantly and only with their permission first. But his foremost emotion was that of regret. He liked the idea of Tatiana becoming like he was, so they could remain together.
Unable to resist the lure of her flesh, he pressed his palm flat to her skin at the top of her spine. Slowly he began to move his hand down the length of her back. It was a caressing stroke; he paused here and there to make small circular movements. There was no hurry. Hunter wanted to make this time together last as long as possible. Soon he wanted to speak to her, about their life, and he especially wanted to talk about spending time together once AnnaBelle and Iain returned. Of course he wanted to spend time with AnnaBelle, but he knew she would be absorbed mostly by Blue and getting her life back to n
ormal. This would be a perfect time for them to explore their lives.
Yawning widely, Hunter paused with his hand cupping one cheek. It was so nicely rounded that it fit into his slightly cupped hand perfectly. In fact, he doubted there had ever been a more perfect fit. He had fantasized more than once about comparing Tatiana’s full firm breasts to see if one would fit in a martini glass or a goblet. He knew it was immature, but when it came to her body and playing with it, he was all for it!
* * * * *
The bed bounced firmly and Hunter was awake instantly. It was easy to guess who had joined them and he was glad he pulled on his shorts before falling asleep beside Tatiana. Lifting his eyelids slowly, he saw Blue walking up and down the center of the bed. As soon as she saw his eyes were open, she made a beeline back up to him. Flopping down onto the bed, she flung her arms around his neck. It was strange and Hunter was struck once again by it instantly, the intensity of emotion he felt as those small arms circled his neck and tiny, chaste lips pressed a kiss to his cheek.
The kiss was the personification of naiveté and complete, unsullied innocence. It touched him deep inside, almost beyond his heart and into his soul. Love for a child had to be selfless, and that was how he was feeling toward Blue. He knew without a doubt that was precisely how he would feel the very second he learned that Tatiana carried his child in her body. Love and hope would be intermingled until he was handed his child to hold for the very first time. At that point, his heart would be nearly bursting with love and tenderness for Tatiana. And for his child he would feel love, hope, fear, pride and acceptance.
As the child grew he knew there would be tests of power and pushing limits. But there would always be love and support, and sometimes “tough” love, to form a steady and true path for the child. Above all, he knew this was what he wanted in his life from now on. No longer would he live the life of the carefree bachelor. Of course, all of this hinged upon Tatiana, he thought as he looked at her sleeping body, now rolled onto her side with her back facing him.
“Shh. Tatiana is still asleep.”
Blue nodded, and then put her index finger to her cupid-bow lips to mimic her uncle. “SSSSHHHHH!”
Hunter couldn’t stop from grinning. A second later Tatiana was rolling over in bed, the covers caught carefully beneath her arms. Their eyes met and held for a moment, but then Blue realized she was awake and catapulted her sturdy little body across the short distance to hug her as well. His breath caught in his chest as he saw the redhead nestled so close to the black-haired one. With the bright hair, Blue could easily have been his child. His heart ached to see Tatiana holding his child as an infant, and then in a bed such as this, enjoying lazy days where there was nothing to do except live and be happy. It had been such a long time since his world had changed forever, and he had abandoned most of his dreams for a normal life.
“So I’m the sleepy head today, huh?” Tatiana questioned the child a second later.
Blue grinned and nodded her head vigorously enough to shake her curls. Insisting on coming in with them, Hunter watched as Tatiana carefully held the covers so there would still be a layer between their bodies and the child’s, just in case. Blue quickly settled down to rest in Tatiana’s curled arm, nestled close to her body.
“What’s this, Blue? Are you going back to sleep?” Hunter asked in disbelief.
“No,” she said defiantly, but her eyes were already closing.
“I have an idea,” he announced and set about arranging everyone until they were lying on their sides, spoon fashion, starting with Blue, then Tatiana, and then himself. As he pulled the top cover up over Tatiana’s and his shoulders, she made sure it didn’t cover Blue’s head. He could hear that she was already asleep, so he placed his topmost arm across Tatiana’s waist. From the sound of Tatiana’s breathing, she also was nearly asleep.
The house was completely quiet and Hunter realized that he didn’t have a single sexual impulse at the moment. He was in bed with a sexy, naked woman and all he could think about was how wonderful it would be if this was his family. Hard on that thought came the realization if that were true, his life would be better than he had hoped possible since the night Fauster destroyed the life he’d once had, along with all the hopes and dreams he’d had for his future as a vampire hunter. At long last he was reawakening on the other side, with new hopes, dreams and goals. And Tatiana was a huge part of his future; he knew that with absolute certainty.
Chapter 16
Tatiana knew she was running around like the proverbial headless chicken, but she couldn’t seem to help it. Glancing once again at the clock, she realized that almost no time had passed since she had last looked. Her mind kept straying to the long hours last night she’d spent in bed with Hunter…
There had been precious little sleep. After a leisurely evening, they had gotten Blue to sleep eventually. Using the baby monitor, they retreated into the bathroom and a very relaxing bath.
She had walked into the bedroom after finishing Blue’s story to find the bedroom in darkness and the light coming from the bathroom dim and flickering. Inside she found candles, wine in long-stemmed glasses and Hunter seated in a bubble bath. Watching him replenish the hot water with a few movements of his foot had her giggling and stripping her own clothes off, letting them fall to the floor.
In the tub, she accepted her glass and sat facing Hunter. Taking one sip, she smiled at him across the few feet of white bubbles. “This is very nice. I’m going to miss all of this. I’ve been spoiled while AnnaBelle and Iain have been gone.”
“So you like a romantic bathtub, do you?”
Tatiana sipped more wine, lifting one bubble-covered hand to push her hair back from the sides of her face. “I like a lot of romantic things.”
“Hmm. Does that make you a hopeless romantic?”
She shook her head side to side. “No, because I believe that I am a hopeful romantic. I want people to be happy. I mean, I know you can’t have that giddy, light-hearted happiness every minute of every day. But you can have joy in your heart and your life.”
“Joyful sex?” Hunter prodded her with a sly smile and a knowing wink.
She nodded. “Yes, and lots more. I think there can be joy and happiness in doing the dishes, if you are sharing it with someone you care for, and with whom you can laugh.”
“That makes sense. So tell me, Doctor Feel-Good Tatiana, when does your first self-help book come out?”
Tatiana laughed at Hunter’s jesting. “No books. I prefer to share my knowledge and opinion in a more personal way.”
“Now that sounds interesting. Just how personal would this be?”
Tatiana scooted toward Hunter in the tub. She took a sip of wine and then leaned forward to kiss Hunter. Their lips met softly before parting and allowing their tongues to begin a light, playful exploration. Tatiana pulled back. “Personal like that.”
Hunter cleared his throat to speak, but stopped abruptly when Tatiana’s hands enclosed his cock, stroking him firmly with the water gliding over her flesh. He groaned loudly when one hand slipped down to toy with his sac. Lightly she caressed the smooth flesh before she rolled his balls gently within their fleshy prison, finally tugging and pulling on the skin the way he liked.
“Maybe even a little more personal, like this.” Tatiana kissed his jaw lightly.
Hunter suddenly lifted her hands from his body. “I can’t let you do all the work, sweetheart. I was thinking about how I could show my appreciation of such personalized attention.”
Tatiana opened her mouth to ask but stopped instantly when Hunter’s hands cupped her breasts. His fingers began rolling and tugging on her nipples. His voice was husky when he spoke.
“Have I told you today how beautiful you are? As long as I have these two luscious hand toys, I’m perfectly happy. Of course,” he paused to move one hand down and stroke it across her hairless pussy lips, “I am equally drawn to this play site as well. Here I have several little nooks and crannies in which to
explore.”
Tatiana gasped and her hips jerked forward as Hunter’s fingers found her clit. He rubbed it lightly and then eased another finger along her soft flesh. Hunter lifted his other hand from her breast and curved it around the back of Tatiana’s head. He pulled her head forward, kissing her lips, slipping inside to explore her tongue. His finger continued to work her clit while her hips wiggled and jerked about in the water. She was so close to coming when he withdrew completely.
“What’s wrong?” she asked him with a dazed look.
“This soapy water can play havoc with delicate tissues, darling. I think we should continue this in bed.”
Tatiana jumped up and scampered out of the sudsy bath. He caught a glimpse of soapy wet flesh as she darted into the shower to rinse away the soap. Releasing the stopper on the tub, Hunter followed her quickly. She paused in stepping out of the shower a few seconds later to cup his cock and stroke it firmly, twice. “Hurry,” she whispered to him softly.
In the bedroom, she was turning the covers back when wet hands grabbed her. Tatiana felt the room spin as she was flipped onto her back, landing in the middle of the bed. Hunter’s hands seemed to be everywhere at the same time. It was if every single erotic zone on her body was explored with soft and tender caresses, light teasing flicks or scratches and, lastly, a slow, wet kiss.
When Hunter loomed above her she was breathless, eager and every nerve ending in her body was on fire for him. The words were on the tip of her tongue. “I love…it when you do that.”
She couldn’t believe that she had almost told him of her love for him. Dear Lord…she had never said the words to a man before. She’d heard that saying the words too soon would drive a man away…or had she read that in a magazine? Only in the last moment had she stopped the words from falling off her tongue. The last thing she wanted was to scare Hunter away.