"I do not love..."
He took my face in his hands and squeezed my cheeks together, making my lips pucker as he said my name in a stern voice. "Gia."
I sighed heavily as he let go. I smiled at the softness in his eyes. "I do love you."
"Good, now that we have that settled, come put that sweet ass over here." He patted his thigh then pulled me onto his lap.
I straddled him and he leaned back, tilting his head to the side. "You look beautiful. I think I may have to buy you more of these."
My fingers skated over the intricate beadwork of the red corset. "It was my mother's."
"She must have been a special woman."
The corner of my mouth tipped up as her face flashed across my mind. "She was."
"I'm guessing you're a lot like her."
"In some ways yes, but we were very different in many others." Sadness began to seep into my chest at the thought of my mother never really being there for my brothers and I.
"Hey. Let's forget about everyone else for a while and concentrate only on the two of us for now."
I didn’t have a chance to agree before he pushed me back and helped me to a standing position. He quickly tugged my pants down my legs, then took my hand to help me out of them. I slowly turned around so my back was facing him.
He hooked one finger into my red thong and slid it between my slick folds. "So wet for me already.” He positioned himself on the edge of the sofa as he licked, then bit my round bottom.
I reached behind me and pushed his hand to the small of my back so he could pull the ribbon that held the bodice in place. My full breasts felt too constricted and my now peaked nipples were scraping against the inside of the tight fabric.
He grabbed my wrist and placed my hand at my side. "I didn't ask for help. Leave it on."
I reached behind my back again, wanting to untie the string myself to relieve some of the pressure of my aching breasts, but he prevented me from doing so.
He pulled my hand away, placing it by my side again. "I said leave it on."
I was so turned on by his demanding nature and his command made me even wetter, if that was at all possible. With my back still turned to him, I could hear the sound of a condom wrapper being opened and guilt crept its way around my heart.
I faced him and grabbed the condom out of his hand before he sheathed himself. "You don't need this." I said with a little more disappointment than I had anticipated.
He stared at me quizzically. "I don't?"
I shook my head and lowered my chin to my chest. "I can't get pregnant. I'm sterile. All female vampires are sterile."
He took the condom from me and flung it over his shoulder. "Fuck it then." He pulled me onto his lap again. "Now where were we?"
I pressed the palms of my hands flat against his chest. "Wait, don't you think we should talk about this first?"
"Talk about what?" He glanced down at the rock hard bulge in his pants. "As you can see, I'm not in the mood for talking. Right now I'm in the mood for fucking my sweet cheeks until her legs are so weak she won't be able to walk straight."
I gasped as he grabbed my ass with his strong hands and squeezed it hard. "Rhett."
"That's my name. Now, let's get you screaming it instead of saying it."
"Rhett please."
"I'll take that plea as my cue to continue where we left off."
"Rhett enough, we have to talk about this."
He took in a deep breath and let it out in a rush. "Boy, you sure do know how to squeeze all the fun out something don't you? Fine, but you're not moving."
"Don't you think it would be kind of awkward having a discussion while I'm half naked on your lap?"
He arched an eyebrow at me. "My tongue has been inside your pussy, nothing can be awkward between us. Now talk. Quickly."
"Well, doesn't it bother you that I can't have kids?"
He tilted his head to the side. "Does it bother you?"
"Not anymore."
"Then why would it bother me?"
"Don't you want to get married and have children of your own?"
"The truth?"
"Please."
"No."
"Oh." I said sharply, not expecting his answer so fast.
"Besides, I kind of like our arrangement and I'd like it even better if I could fuck this sweet ass for all eternity."
I moved my legs attempting to get up, but he grabbed a hold of my thighs and held me in place. I could’ve overpowered him if I really wanted to, but I was rendered motionless by the way his calloused skin felt against mine.
"Where do you think you're going sweet cheeks? We haven't even started yet."
"Rhett, you can't be serious. I am not going to turn you into the creature I am."
"You can and you will."
"You can’t force me to do anything."
"Fine. Then I'll have Noah do it. But in all honesty I'd rather have your beautiful lips on my skin than his." He shuddered, obviously disgusted by the idea. "Ugh, that is not something I look forward to, but if you're not going to do it then I have no other choice. Please, save me from that horrible nightmare."
I laughed at the vision of Noah turning Rhett. That would be a sight indeed. Of course male vampires have turned other males before, but in my mind for some reason Noah is doing it so sensually that it looks completely ridiculous and funny as Hell. I laughed even harder. "Yeah, I don't think that would be very enjoyable for you at all."
He chuckled, most likely envisioning the same scenario. "No, it wouldn't."
Chapter Eight
“Are you sure?”
He caressed my cheekbone with his knuckles. "I've never been more sure about anything in my life Gia." He said without the least bit of trepidation in his voice. "How about making me yours forever right now?"
"Now?"
"Yes now. And I want to be buried deep inside that sweet pussy of yours as you suck me."
I smiled wide at his request. "I think that can be arranged."
"Good, now let’s get started.” He gripped the back of my neck, bringing me in for a sensual kiss and our tongues danced to a rhythm only we could hear. He moaned softly, leading my mouth to the bend of his neck.
I felt the strong pulse of his vein against my lips, inhaling the addicting scent of his blood that I hungered for. My fangs descended at the mere thought of sinking them into his perfect skin. I grazed them down his neck, stopping at his shoulder. I tensed for a brief moment, hoping that I was making the right decision. After all, I wasn't forcing him, although I could. I could also refuse him, but I won't because he wanted this just as much as I did.
I lifted my head to meet his heated gaze. "I think I should explain what's going to happen to you first."
He puffed out an annoyed breath. "Damn it Gia, stop thinking and just act. What does your heart tell you to do?"
"It's just..."
"What?"
"What if I can't stop again? Noah and Caressa had to pry me off of you the last time."
"You were starving yourself. Of course it was hard to stop once you started. Besides, you've done it before and you stopped without a problem.”
"This is different. It will be a different sensation and so much more intense. If I don't stop in time, I could kill you and there would be no way to bring you back."
"Would it make you more comfortable to have Caressa and Noah in here watching us have sex, you know, just in case you get out of hand? I don't mind if you don't."
He winked at me and flashed that complacent grin I hate, but absolutely cannot live without. I placed my hand around his throat, putting a small amount of pressure to the area.
"I guess that's a no." He managed to squeak out.
I nodded. "You guessed right."
I leaned into him, nuzzling his neck while I guided his hands to my back. His hands gripped my ass, lifting me slightly so he could slip into my slick pussy.
He groaned as I lowered myself onto him until he filled me completely a
nd we were touching skin to glorious skin. He began to move his hips to the rhythm I was setting for us. His low moans fueled my desire even more as they echoed in my ears, making me speed up the pace.
I didn't give him a warning before I sank my fangs into the warm, tight skin of his neck. At first, he hissed in shock from the pain, but he started to relax against my mouth with every pull I took on his vein.
The taste of his blood hitting my tongue and sliding down my throat took me to another place. A place where only the two of us existed.
He threw his head back, thrusting upward to meet every movement of my rolling hips. "Fuck."
He was so close and a bolt of excitement shot through my body knowing he was going to come inside me with no barrier between us. I wanted him to fill me. I needed him to mark me as his and his alone. I ground my hips harder as I clamped down on his neck with more force.
"Fuck yes. Don't stop Gia, don't fucking stop. Fuck."
I felt him shudder under me as I took one last mouthful of his blood into my mouth; he stilled and became limp in my arms. I placed my ear against his chest, burning the sound of his last few heartbeats into my memory. I wish I could've stayed there forever, but his transformation was too near to be wasting precious time. I broke our connection and quickly dressed him. I also put my own clothes back on. He would definitely be screaming any minute and I didn’t want us to be naked if one of the others decided to barge in on us after hearing him.
He laid still for so long my stomach dropped at the thought of me killing him permanently. I began to panic and paced the floor. What would I tell Caressa? And Noah, he'd surely hate me for eternity if I murdered his best friend.
I was torn from my thoughts as Rhett gasped for air and thrashed his head back and forth against the seat cushion. I've witnessed many vampires being turned in my immortal life and know this is the norm, but it still broke my undead heart to watch him go through this agony. This would be the last time he ever experienced physical pain and although it was an excruciating process, it was a small price to pay to be able to spend eternity with the one you loved.
I padded over to the sofa, slowly kneeling beside him. I bit my wrist and held my arm above his head until my blood dripped into his mouth. As soon as the first drop hit his tongue he reached for my arm, bringing my punctured skin to his lips. He sucked on my vein hard then slowed as he stroked my skin with his tongue.
I began to feel lightheaded and knew it was time for him stop, otherwise I would die. I tried pulling away from him, but he was already developing the strength of a New Blood. I tried again and was able to break free, thankful for temporary weakness he was experiencing.
I backed away from him, pressing my back to the door to give him the room he would need to adjust when the transformation was over. Since New Bloods were unpredictable and sometimes stronger than the oldest vampires, it was best I stayed clear of his possible destructive path. It would take a while for him to get used to his power before it balanced itself like the rest of ours had.
Rhett's body stiffened as his screams practically shook the room. I knew it would be over soon, but every second I had to witness him suffer was much too long for me.
Finally, he stilled. He wasn’t moving, wasn’t breathing. I cautiously made my way over to him again. Considering he would be waking up dazed and confused it might be best not to crowd him. I leaned over him, noticing his skin slowly getting paler.
He suddenly jerked awake, grabbing my wrist and pulled me onto the couch beside him. I tried to yank my hand away, but his grip was too strong. His eyes fluttered open as he tried to focus on my face. When he realized who I was he loosened his hold on me, but never let me go.
He crawled on top of me like a wild cat sneaking up on its prey; his black eyes pinning me in place. I've never seen this kind of primal need in him before. His heated gaze raked over my body and stopped at my mouth. He licked his lips as his fangs made their first appearance. The sight of him sent a charge of electric heat straight to my core.
He didn't say anything, instead he growled against my neck sending tiny vibrations along my spine. He frantically removed my clothes, leaving me naked in front of him. He pressed the palm of his hand onto my stomach, then slid it between my breasts and up to my throat. He applied pressure on the sensitive spot to the point where I struggled to breathe. I tried to break free, but couldn’t.
A few seconds later he squeezed his eyes shut and eased his hold on my neck. I inhaled deeply bringing much needed oxygen into my lungs. He opened his dark eyes and I could see the turmoil brewing inside them. I knew exactly what he was going through. I could sympathize with his indecision to either rage out of control or be the man he was before he had been turned. I'd had the same feelings when I was brought into the darkness.
A calmness fell over him; his determined gaze was still fixed on mine. I was so wet for him despite the tiny bit of uneasiness I felt in the pit of my stomach. I knew I should be giving him space, but my body and mind were at war with each other and my body was definitely winning that battle by a landslide.
He placed his hand on my hip, aligning my aching pussy with his hard erection still in his jeans. The sensation of the rough fabric against my bare swollen clit drove me insane with need.
I took his hand and guided it to where I wanted him to touch me, where I was desperate for him to touch me. "Rhett, please." I pleaded.
He raised my hands above my head where I gripped the arm of the couch. My nails dug into the leather, puncturing the fabric.
He reached between us and I heard the soft sound of his zipper as he pulled it down. He palmed my breast with his other hand, kneading the hardened peak with his thumb. I arched my back wanting more, needing more of a connection.
I got my wish when he plunged into me with one hard stroke. I gasped as I scraped my sharp nails along his shoulder while he pounded into me over and over. His strength was breathtaking and though having sex with him had always been great before, the power he possessed now awakened every cell in my body.
He slowed his pace, taking me over the edge. I shuddered as the tingle spread outward from the little bundle of nerves to the rest of my body. He greedily kissed me, grazing his fangs across my raw lips drawing blood.
He trailed his tongue along my jaw line to my ear and whispered. "Mmm, I could never get enough of you. I will never have enough." He stilled and fisted his hands in my long red curls, winding them around his fingers. He pulled gently, tilting my chin up to expose my neck to his new fangs. "I need more of you Gia. Fuck, I need more."
I know what he wants. His body demanded his maker's blood, my blood. His urgency was evident by his tensed muscles. This would be his first feeding as a vampire and my excitement climbed higher. I dug the heels of my feet into his firm ass, pushing him deeper inside me. "I’m yours Rhett, feed from me."
He didn’t take a minute to think, he only acted. Something he had always done as a human and I relished in his spontaneity. I missed that aspect of my life since I became a night dweller. Everything I did had to be planned and calculated, but with Rhett I was able to really live. He made me feel so alive, so wanted, so completely desired despite my bristly personality.
He sank his fangs into the bend of my neck, beginning to draw on the vein with such force it caused me to see stars. Vampires weren’t supposed to feel physical pain, but damn if he wasn’t draining my power from me, making me weak enough to experience something I hadn’t felt since I was a human.
He pumped into me as he sucked harder, the rhythm of his hips now moving in time with his mouth. His loud groans echoed in the room as he came, shuddering on top of me.
His tongue skimmed across the puncture marks he’d made on my skin, soothing the sting of the bite. He lifted his head and gazed at me through passion clouded eyes. "You look so beautiful when you're under me." He said in a gravelly tone that made my body burn for him all over again.
"Is that the only time you think I'm beautiful?"
He smiled and flashed his fangs at me. "No, you also look beautiful when you're on top me and when my head is between your legs or when my cock is buried so deep inside your..."
I covered his mouth with my hand. "I get it. You're so bad." I laughed as he kissed me tenderly.
"Yeah, but you love it."
"I do."
A knock at the door jarred me awake. After countless hours of love making, Rhett had fallen asleep on the floor next to the couch. I slid my arm from underneath his head, careful not to wake him.
"Where are you going?" He said with his eyes still closed and some annoyance in his voice.
Does he think I'm here to serve him and be his comfy pillow? I can say with most certainty that I am not here to be at his beck and call. I could see we were going to have many, many disagreements in our eternal future, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I smiled inwardly, just in case he opened his eyes. No way would I allow him to see how much his behavior entertained me at times. I think I'll continue to keep him on his toes. "I'm going to answer the door, someone is knocking."
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me down again, placing my arm back under his head. "Let them knock."
I yanked my arm away from him and his head fell onto the carpeted floor. "Nope, sorry I'm answering it."
"Ugh, c'mon Gia."
"Stop whining you've had enough sleep. Besides, they will never go away if I don't answer. Now get up and zipper your pants."
He sat up giving me a mischievous grin and winked. "That's not what you were telling me earlier."
I picked his black t-shirt up off the floor and threw it in his face. "You are hopeless my friend."
"I don't remember you saying that either. I do however remember you saying, 'Oh Rhett, please don't stop." He said in a moaning girly voice.
If vampires could blush, I'm sure my face would be as red as a beet right now. "Rhett stop."
"Rhett stop." He said, mimicking me.
"You are such a child."
He laughed. "Answer the door."
His laughter always seemed to warm my cold heart. I never thought I would ever have the capacity to love anyone, but here I am. I have fallen for the one man who I never thought would understand and love the real me.
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