Mal stroked one hand down Adira’s front, the other curled around her breast, his thumb rubbing the areola of her nipple. Both hands moved at a slow pace, the slight roughness of his skin enticing her. A quiver ran through her.
Tom lifted Candi into his arms and carried her to the bed. He gently settled her down and kissed his way to her pussy, which he proceeded to eat with great enthusiasm. Candi writhed and moaned, which turned into screaming when he thrust his tongue inside her. Barbie came over and sat over Candi’s face. The latter promptly began to give Barbie oral sex.
Harry and Dick stood a little aside, both fisting their dicks. Then Dick joined the four on the bed, kissing Barbie’s nipples and tweaking Candi’s with his hand.
Adira whimpered when Mal cupped her mound. His hand just sat there, didn’t move, didn’t penetrate. His other hand continued to circle her nipples, moving between her breasts with no rhyme or reason.
To get some sort of stimulation she rubbed her butt against his trousers, hoping to force him to move his hand. It worked somewhat. Instead of pushing her panty’s gusset aside he grabbed it with two fingers and pulled. Pulled the fabric between her outer lips and right across her clit.
She gasped. The sensations came too sharp, too quickly. At the same time he grasped one nipple between two fingers and pinched. Her head dropped back and she slumped against Mal. He continued to tug her panties along her clit, driving her closer and closer to the point of no return.
Sparks spread across her body, her clit throbbed and she waited for that push, that rub that was hard enough to drive her over.
It didn’t come. Instead the pleasure plateaued, keeping her on the brink, perpetually near climax, but not thrusting her over the edge.
Moisture gushed from Adira’s pussy, drenching her already soaked gusset.
Finally Mal released her panties, tugged them down and she stepped out of them. They recaptured their previous pose, only this time Mal thrust a leg between hers, keeping them wide apart. He cupped her again, spreading her wetness with one finger. He tapped her clit.
She hissed and rose to her toes.
Mal followed and continued to tease her clitoris.
“They look hot,” Adira whispered with a brief glimpse at the scenario before her, desperately waiting for Mal’s next tap. She enjoyed watching threesomes, but it was Mal’s touch, his caresses that enthralled her.
Mal nibbled on her neck, her shoulder, and suddenly bit down hard. Not with his fangs, just his regular teeth, but the sharp pain threw Adira into a new level of need.
He drove one long finger inside her wet cunt and bit the other side of her neck. “Watch.”
She wanted to tell him she could barely concentrate with all the sensations his touch threw upon her, but then he added a second finger inside her pussy and words escaped her.
On the stage Candi was sandwiched between Dick and Tom. Harry prepared himself and thrust a lubricated finger into Tom’s moving ass.
She whimpered. Her knees weakened and Mal had to curl one arm around her waist to keep her on her feet.
Tension stretched inside Adira like an elastic band. Mal continued to gently move two fingers in and out of her, but pushed her no further. Adira stood at the edge of an abyss, balanced between Mal’s touch and her need. What moments ago had been highly captivating and erotic lost all meaning.
As Mal curled one finger inside her, rubbing against that most sensitive spot, her eyes slid shut. Vaguely she head Tom bellow, but her sole focus was on Mal’s finger.
Adira dug her nails into Mal’s arm around her waist.
Mal drove his fingers inside her, deeper and harder than before. Adira rose to her toes, digging her nails deeper into his arm. He followed and didn’t let up from his demanding thrusts.
Adira couldn’t take it any longer. Her hands flew to her nipples, tweaking her hard tips with more and more force. Then she reached behind her and grabbed a handful of Mal’s hair. She pulled him forward until his lips rested against the bend between shoulder and neck. “Again.” She had trouble formulating words. The pleasure spread into every corner of her being.
But she didn’t have to. Mal understood and set his teeth against her skin. The first time it was more of a nip, nowhere near sharp enough. Her fingers clenched.
He chuckled and nipped the other side of her neck. But he also increased the speed of his fingers and rubbed his thumb across her clit.
Close. So close.
Her eyes slid shut. Her hands dropped from the tips of her breasts. Everything inside her concentrated on his touch, his movement.
With his free hand Mal tweaked both her nipples and stroked down until he twirled her clit between two fingers. He bit down sharply at her neck, twisted her clit while pushing two fingers inside her with short, sharp strokes.
She exploded even more gloriously than the first time. The world around her fell away. All she felt was Mal and the mini-explosions that traveled through her body.
Amazing.
Her head dropped back against his chest and her knees gave out. Mal caught her and lifted her into his arms. With ease he carried her the few steps to the side of the bed, pulled back the sheet and settled her on the soft mattress.
When he moved as if to pull back she clung and he settled beside her, holding her tightly against his chest.
“Wow,” she mumbled, her eyes closed.
He chuckled and kissed her hair. As strength returned to her body and she no longer felt like overcooked spaghetti, she realized that tension ran rampant through Mal. She raised her head. “Are you ready now?”
Mal studied her slumberous gaze and the heat rebuilding inside her eyes. “Are you?”
Her brows shot up. It appeared as if he continued to surprise her. It made him glad. She had rather low expectations with regards to men and the more he caught her unawares the better.
Adira rose up high enough she rested her hands on his naked chest. He wasn’t sure if she was aware that she massaged his pecs as if she were petting a wild animal. “I’ve been ready since I walked into the bar knowing this was our last chance.”
She grabbed his belt and ripped it open. Within seconds she had his trousers undone and her hand around his hard dick. “Commando.” She smiled. “I like.”
His only response was a growl, followed by a groan. Her cool hand against his burning cock? Mal wasn’t sure he’d last long enough to get fully undressed.
He needed a distraction. Quickly. “They—” He cleared his throat. “They are at it again.”
Adira didn’t even look over her shoulder. Instead she dragged his trousers down his legs. Mal raised his hips in assistance. If he hadn’t he’d have burn marks on his ass.
She didn’t slow down, but untied his boots and dropped them to the floor. Her eyes widened when she found the small ankle holster for the phaser on one leg and the sheath for the long knife on his other, but she didn’t say anything.
Once she had him naked she just stared at him. Stared at him with a hunger and a need he would never forget and hoped would always be in her eyes when she looked at him.
“My birthday came early this year.” Her voice was husky and rubbed across his skin like a touch. Adira smiled and tapped his ankles. He made room for her and she knelt between his legs. She rested both hands just above his knees and slowly slid them upward.
Mal instructed the bed to raise the upper end, leaving him in a more leaning position. It made it easier to watch her. He didn’t want to miss a thing.
She leaned forward. His breath stopped.
Adira grinned. “Payback can be a bitch.” Her breath teased the tip of his penis.
He dropped his head back and groaned.
Then he snapped.
Mal grabbed her hips and pulled her up. “Turn around and ride me. That way you can watch them.” He waved at the group outside the window.
She studied him for a moment and his fingers clenched around her gorgeous ass. “No. We’ll get to the riding and the playi
ng, but right now I need to taste you.”
Before he could process her words she pushed back and sucked him into the wet heat of her mouth. He bellowed and released her, afraid his grip would turn punishing. Adira drew him deeper and deeper into the inferno between her lips.
She flattened her tongue and rubbed it along the fat shaft, teasing him with an edge of teeth. When one hand grasped his erection and the other curled around his balls the sheets ripped. The material torn apart by his loss of control.
“Enough.” He shook off the rags and thrust his fingers into her silky black hair. He managed to pull her off him. His rod came out of her mouth with an audible pop. Mal held her frozen. “I don’t want to come in your mouth the first time. I want to be deep inside your tight cunt, with your muscles clenched around me.” He dragged her up his body until she sat on his lap, his dick rubbing against the soft skin of her stomach.
Adira understood. All teasing vanished from her eyes and the stubborn tilt to her chin softened. “Yes,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck.
He stopped her when she lifted to her knees and grasped the base of his member. “What about them?” He gestured to the group outside the window.
She shook off his constraining hand and held him steady. “I enjoy watching them.” She nipped his lower lip with sharp teeth. “But it’s you I want.” Slowly—fuck, so slowly—she sank down on him. Her pussy was so tight and wet, better than even his hottest fantasy.
He couldn’t process the emotions and sensations racing through him. All he knew was that his lifemate—he could see the rainbow-colored connection between them clearly now—took him inside her for the very first time. Watching his cock disappear in her glorious pussy made him nearly explode. Her muscles clenched around him as if wanting to deny him entrance.
And her gaze held his captive. She was not interested in anyone else, but completely focused on him.
His heart was about to burst free of his chest.
Mal loosened his grip on her hips and gently rubbed his finger across her clit. Adira hissed and her nails dug into his chest, but the rush of moisture following his touch allowed him to sink even deeper.
They both moaned. Her inner muscles bore down on him again. He repeated his touch over the bundle of nerves. She tensed but then relaxed enough for him to sink all the way inside her tight, wet cunt. When his balls rubbed against her ass they both groaned.
She closed her eyes and bowed her back. Mal lifted his hands and curved his fingers around her breasts, tweaked her nipples with a firm touch.
Adira moved, experimented by shifting up, down and in mind-bending circles, and at all times her inner muscles clung to him like a tight fist, massaging him, driving him crazy.
As her movements became more forceful, more demanding, he pushed up as she came down. Their bodies moved like well-oiled machines, driving closer and closer to the edge of the abyss.
He pushed up hard enough for his hips to rise off the bed and suddenly he felt his dick rub along Adira’s inner nerve endings, felt how he powered through the tight grip of her.
He was in her head.
Just as quickly as the connection had sprung up it vanished again, but experiencing both sides of their encounter nearly broke his control.
“What was that?” Adira stopped moving, making him clench his teeth.
Mal growled, gripped her hips and thrust up. No way in hell was he in any state of mind to dodge questions right now.
For a second she remained stiff, but when he pushed in deep and angled himself so he rubbed against her clit she responded.
Adira leaned back until her hands curved around his ankles, tilting herself in such a way each move slid against her sweet spot. They both groaned when he sped up. Sweat dripped into his eyes. He wiped it away, his attention focused on Adira, the pleasure, the passion on her exotic face. On how her breasts shook with every hard move, how her nails dug into his ankles.
The sharp slapping of his hips against hers echoed through the room. She pushed back into each thrust, ensuring that despite his speed he plunged deep inside her. His balls drew up. Mal knew he couldn’t cling to control much longer.
He unclenched one hand from her hip, never losing his rhythm, and found her clit with the pad of his finger.
Adira hissed and tightened her grip on his cock. He thought it would be the end, but continued to manipulate her sensitive button. She screamed as she exploded. For a moment her pleasure shot through every part of his body, catapulting him over the edge. She squeezed him like a fist as he pumped inside her.
Panting, he supported her as she rose from her backward position and held her against his chest.
She was it.
He had no need to look around. The rainbow-colored connection shone like a star between them.
Adira was his lifemate.
Now he had only to make her understand and agree to the bond, while discovering why their connection did not follow the path that had been explained to him all those years ago.
They weren’t supposed to connect mentally until they’d both agreed to the bond. But he knew if he opened the door he would know her thoughts and feelings.
How was that possible?
Chapter Five
Adira slumped against Mal’s sweaty chest, her eyes closed. Her muscles had turned to mush and she wasn’t certain if she had any brain cells left.
His hand followed the line of her back up and down. She wanted to purr and lean into the caress, but the more the sexual euphoria faded, the more her gut churned. Something other than amazing sex went on here.
She just wasn’t sure what.
Or if she wanted to know.
As impossible as it sounded, for moments throughout the night she’d felt as if she was in Mal’s head.
Unless he was using some sort of Vampire hocus-pocus.
She frowned. She’d never seen him use Vampire magic in an overt way.
Adira opened her eyes and froze.
Instead of Mal she saw herself leaning against Mal’s chest. “What the Jade?”
She blinked a few times and watched herself doing so, her hair clinging to her forehead and neck. Then his emotions flooded her.
She felt his lust and low arousal, which still hummed beneath the surface. His delight in holding her in his arms, his need to love her again. And a more encompassing need for her, Adira, to be with him.
As suddenly as the floodgates had opened they slammed shut again. Her vision returned and she stared at Mal’s wide chest. “What just happened?” Her voice croaked when she asked the question.
Pure bafflement shone in his eyes. “I have no fucking clue.”
She scowled and followed the shimmering link between them. “That’s not true. You have an idea.” She rose, hissing when his half-hard cock slid out of her. Adira grabbed a sheet and wrapped it around herself. For some reason she wanted a barrier.
Mal pulled on his trousers and sat at the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes. His chest gleamed in the low light and a defeated edge had snuck into his body language.
I’ve never seen him like this. She clenched her fingers into the sheet, certain she would not like what he had to share with her.
He snorted. “I never imagined this would be how I tell you.”
“Tell me what?” Her heartbeat increased and her gut churned. She looked inward. Worry and elation battled inside her. Why the hell would she be excited?
“You are my lifemate, my other half. Sometimes also called a soul mate.”
The world around her disappeared. “Excuse me?”
He exhaled. “Legend has it that every Vampire used to be born at the same time as his or her other half, in the same place, never far away, ensuring the couple would always find each other. Then the Vampire Council did something so evil it tore apart the connection between the lifemates, scattering them across the universe.
“Now we are very lucky to find our other half. Many Vampires don’t, meaning they may have a good li
fe, but there is always something missing.”
Adira gathered the sheet tighter around her, trying to pull her whirling emotions together. This was insane, but it was clear that Mal believed every word. “So…I’m your lifemate? How long have you known?”
He studied her. “For sure?”
She nodded.
“Since we’ve made love.”
A shiver flashed through her at the memories of his touch. With effort she shook it off. “How does this work? Why can I see through your eyes, experience some of your emotions?”
“We are now linked. Through our connection we can speak mentally as well as share feelings.” He shrugged. “Lifemates don’t tend to have any secrets from each other. The link is always open.”
Adira swallowed. “You can read my thoughts right now?” She didn’t like the idea that her head was no longer private, that another being monitored her thoughts and feelings.
Mal shook his head. “No. The bond between us is different—”
A thought occurred to her and she interrupted him. “You knew us sleeping together would result in this, didn’t you? Did it ever cross your mind to maybe ask if I wanted someone in my head? How do we break this link?”
He flinched. He blinked and when he opened his eyes again a wall had come down. “You don’t want our connection?” He rose and crossed his arms over his chest.
Adira was about to give him her mind when something inside her dragged her to a screeching halt.
Do I want to be linked to Mal?
In theory being able to share everything with another being, to know you always had someone to rely on and be there for you, sounded amazing. Adira just wasn’t sure she could do it in practice. Especially with her at the arse of the universe.
But what if she could stay here and be with him? What if they didn’t have to split up and be apart? Would she have wanted the link then?
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