Since I was digging through the mostly empty refrigerator, I didn’t see her expression, but I whipped up at the sound of her gasp, whacking my head on one of the shelves. “Son of a bitch!” I snapped as I rubbed the sore spot and turned to face my consort.
She hopped off her stool and came running toward me. “Are you okay?” Grabbing my shoulders, she yanked me down so she could inspect the top of my head.
A feeling of contentment stole over me as my gorgeous, sweet consort fussed over me in our kitchen in our house. This was what my dreams were made of. Now, I just needed to make sure it was permanent. Which meant feeding her as soon as possible so I could get her upstairs and complete the claiming.
“I’m fine, angel. I have an exceptionally hard head.” Bronwyn giggled, but it was a little strained. When I raised my head, she was watching me warily and had started wringing her hands in front of her.
“What…um, what did you mean by ‘when you’ve made the change’?”
That was the moment I realized how foolish I’d been. I’d given Bronwyn some brief explanations before whisking her off to bed, but she probably had a plethora of questions she wanted answers to. “Go sit down, angel. I’ll make you a meal, and you can ask me anything you want to know.”
She did as I requested, and I went back to gathering ingredients. It turned out that I had all the fixings for pancakes...which wasn’t saying a lot since it was a mix in a box. At least it would sustain her until morning. I’d order us something to eat until the housekeeper managed to stock the kitchen. I doubted we’d be leaving the bedroom much over the next few days—the lust bearing down on me made it clear that my brothers had not been exaggerating. They’d warned me that it would be almost uncontrollable for a while. I could imagine that once I was inside my lovely Bronwyn, I’d never want to leave.
Shaking away my thoughts as best I could, I grabbed a notepad from a drawer and slid it, with a pen, over to my consort. “Why don’t you make a list for the housekeeper?”
“Oh, no.” She pushed it back toward me. “I don’t have much to spend, so you should make the list since it’s your money.”
I slid it over once more, then grabbed her chin and stared into her eyes as I growled, “You are mine. Therefore, what’s mine is yours. This is your home now, angel. Spend our money on whatever will make you happy. Because that is all that I want.”
Pleasure lit her eyes, but she still didn’t look completely convinced.
“Please,” I cajoled with a charming grin. “Make me a list.”
She nodded and bent over the paper as she began writing.
While I cooked—and I used that term very loosely—I started out by telling her anything I could think of that she might want to know while answering any questions she tossed at me in the process. I was thrilled that she seemed to be taking everything in stride. Although, when she realized she would need blood to survive, she faltered for a moment.
“Even without the change, if you stop and pay attention to your body for a moment, you’ll realize that the smell and thought of my blood aren’t as repugnant as you’d expect.” She cocked her head to the side and stared at me thoughtfully. After a few beats, her brows rose, and her mouth opened in surprise.
“I would’ve thought…”
“It’s because we’re fated mates. And you’ll only ever drink from me, angel,” I informed her as I slid a stack of pancakes onto a plate. “And trust me”—I threw her a wicked smile—”I will enjoy the fuck out of it. Just as I’ll love drinking from you.” I gulped hard and had to change the subject before I spread her out on the island and buried my fangs in her pussy.
After adding butter and syrup, I set the plate on the island from the opposite side of her and slid it over in front of her. Putting the structure between us wouldn’t keep me from dragging her to bed for long, but it would hopefully be enough to let her eat her meal. Desire was riding me so hard; food was the last thing I was interested in putting in my belly.
I bent over the counter, resting on my elbows and watched as she put a bite to her mouth, her lips closing around the fork before sliding it out. I was riveted and when a little moan escaped her lips, I nearly nutted in my pants right then.
When she finally finished—thank fuck—I rasped, “Do you want more?”
She sighed and shook her head, much to my cock’s utter relief. Then she furrowed her brow as she glanced at the empty space in front of me. “You weren’t hungry?”
I prowled around the island as I growled, “I’m starving, angel.”
“But you didn’t eat—”
I cut her off when I covered her mouth with mine in a deep, hungry kiss. “It’s my turn to eat now, Bronwyn,” I grunted when I came up for air. “But I want my meal in bed.”
7
Bronwyn
My breath caught in my lungs at the sensual promise in his deep tone. The orgasm he’d given me with his mouth earlier had been mind-blowing. Now that we were alone again, I was on board to pick up where we’d left off when we’d been interrupted by his family. My belly was full of delicious pancakes—which probably tasted better because they were made for me by the sexy vampire who wanted to make me come again—and all the questions I could think to ask had been answered. Everything Stephan had told me should have been unbelievable, but I had no problem taking him at his word. Deep down in my gut, I knew I could trust him.
“Then I guess we should head upstairs,” I suggested as my cheeks filled with heat at the thought of what we were about to do. “I’d hate for you to starve.”
I held my hand out to him, intending for us to walk upstairs together. But before I knew what had happened, he swept me into his arms, and we were suddenly in the master bedroom. “Whoa, that was unexpected.”
“Sorry, angel.” Stephan flashed me a sexy grin as he carried me over to the bed. “I know this is all new to you, but it feels as though I’ve known you forever already. Added to how desperately I need you, I forgot for a moment that you’d never teleported before.”
“I have a feeling it’s going to take me a while to get used to your vampiric gifts.” I bounced a couple times after he dropped me on the bed, making me giggle.
But my laughter dried up when he crawled up the mattress toward me, his bright blue eyes filled with a hunger that had nothing to do with food and everything to do with me. “It isn’t my inherent powers that I’m planning to use to impress you right now.”
“Oh, yeah?” I whispered, twining my arms around his neck.
“Mm-hmm.” His fingers got to work on the buttons lining the front of the shirt he’d loaned to me. “I think you’ll find what I’m going to do to you with my mouth, fingers, and cock to be much more interesting.”
He quickly stripped me out of my bra and skirt before moving down my body to wedge his shoulders between my thighs. I sucked in a sharp breath at the sensation of his heated breath against my damp flesh, staring into his eyes as his hands slid up the underside of my legs to cup my butt cheeks. His thumb rubbed lazily back and forth over my skin, sending jolts of sensation directly to my core. Then the tip of his tongue traced the crease of my thigh, making me shudder.
I threaded my fingers through his dark hair and gripped his scalp. “Just in case my screams didn’t give it away already, I was more than impressed with what you did to me with your mouth earlier.”
“Then hold on tight, angel. Because I’m about to blow your mind.” He flashed me a cocky grin. “I’m dying to have your flavor in my mouth again.”
“It’s only been an hour or two,” I panted as his tongue circled my clit.
I whimpered in need when he lifted his head to murmur, “All it took was one taste, and I’m already addicted.”
He proceeded to get a heck of a lot more than another taste. It felt as though he was devouring me as his tongue, lips, and teeth worked me into a frenzy of need. My back arched in shameless pleasure as he licked up and down before thrusting his tongue inside me. “Oh, yes.”
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sp; He chuckled, and the vibration drove me wild. “You like how I play with your pussy, angel?”
“Uh-huh.” I squirmed beneath him, so close to the edge that my body felt as though it was about to fly apart.
“Come on my face, angel,” he coaxed before stabbing his tongue back inside my pussy. I flew apart, and he licked and sucked me through my orgasm. Before I came back down, he slowly worked a finger into me and began to build the pleasure in me again.
Once he was able to fit a second digit past the knuckles, his tongue started to flick my clit. I was practically riding his face, my hands tugging his hair to spur him on. “I’m so close.”
“That’s right, angel. Give me another one,” he urged before he nipped above my mound with one of his fangs.
He curled his fingers inside my pussy, and fireworks burst behind my eyelids. This orgasm was stronger than the last, and I screamed his name. The waves of intense pleasure were still crashing over me when Stephan shifted to cover my body. He’d stripped out of his clothes, and the tip of his dick was notched at my entrance. “Look at me, Bronwyn. I want to see your pretty brown eyes when I take you the first time.”
My lids drifted open, and my gaze met his as he started to work himself inside my pussy. When his cock bumped against the proof of my innocence, he paused to ask, “Are you ready to take all of me, angel?”
My answer was simple. “Yes.”
Keeping his gaze locked on mine, he pulled back before pushing inside me in one full, powerful thrust. I had expected the pain, but it still shocked me. I tensed beneath him, my nails digging into his shoulders as I let out a little whimper. Stephan kissed away my tears and whispered, “I’m so sorry, angel. You were made to take me. It’ll get better soon.”
When the ache started to ease, I did an experimental wiggle of my hips to see if the movement made it worse. There wasn’t any pain. Instead, a spark of pleasure raced up my spine. “It feels so good already.”
“Thank fuck because I wasn’t sure how much longer I’d be able to hold still.” He pulled out and pushed back in. “Fuck, your pussy is so tight.”
“Maybe it’s because you’re so big,” I gasped when his dick stroked against my inner walls.
“My cock has waited centuries to sink inside your sweet pussy.” The pace of his thrusts picked up. He lowered his head to claim my mouth in a deep kiss, his tongue sweeping inside to tangle with mine. When he lifted his head again, I was breathless. “You were worth more than every single minute. If I knew you were at the end of it all, I’d gladly spend another six hundred and thirty-four years alone.”
“Aw,” I sniffled, my eyes tearing up for a completely different reason this time. “You’re so sweet.”
“Sweet?” he echoed, his hand gliding up my neck to fist my hair. “You can’t say that when I’m balls deep inside you, angel. I’ll be forced to show you exactly how not-sweet I can be.”
“The sweetest,” I teased, getting more than I bargained for when he started to hammer in and out of me. All I could do was hold on tight while he fucked me hard.
“Such a good girl, taking my dick all the way in your tight pussy.” He bottomed out deep inside me, and my eyes almost crossed at the pleasure. “You feel so perfect wrapped around my cock.”
I whimpered as he crashed into my body harder, and my legs spread wider to accommodate his thrusts. “Oh, my.”
“This pussy’s mine.” He pulled on my hair to tilt my head back so he could scrape his teeth against my neck. “Right, angel?”
“Yes,” I gasped as he circled his hips.
“I’ve never been happier to be a daywalker than right now, knowing that you’ll be mine forever.” He sucked on my skin hard enough to leave a mark, and I felt the tug of his mouth all the way in my core. “And that I get to sink inside your perfect pussy over and over again for the rest of our lives.”
That sounded amazing to me, but I couldn’t do more than pant, “Uh-huh.”
“I can feel you clamping down on me, getting tighter with each and every thrust.” He punched his hips forward. “You’re close, aren’t you?”
My pussy fluttered as waves of pleasure rolled over my body. “So close.”
His hips began to thrust faster as he drove himself in and out of my body, leaning down until his lips hovered over my ear. “Then come for me now, angel, so I can finally blow.”
He followed up his command by sinking his fangs into my artery, sending me hurtling over the edge. With every draw of his mouth on my neck, my pussy clenched around his cock, milking the come from his hard length. He throbbed deep inside me, and I felt the heat of every splash until our combined releases dripped down my inner thighs. While we were still panting for breath, he rolled onto the mattress and pulled me into his arms, stroking his hand down my spine and patting my butt. It took a while before I drifted back to reality—or at least my new version of it since my life had done a complete one-eighty in only a few hours.
8
Stephan
“Um...was that it?” Bronwyn murmured after we’d laid in contented silence for a while.
I’d been running my fingers lazily up and down her back, but at her question, I paused and lifted her chin, bringing her face into view. “I’m going to need a little more if I’m going to answer you, Bronwyn,” I replied with a smile.
Her cheeks bloomed with pink, and she licked her lips, making my cock—still mostly hard despite the mind-blowing orgasm—become fully erect. “Did you, um, claim me?”
I chuckled and kissed her forehead before wrapping her up in my arms, cuddling her close. “No, angel. Trust me, you’ll know when it happens. That was just a warmup.” She looked up, and I winked. She blushed a little harder, the color spreading down her chest and making me hungry for a taste. Her deep brown eyes were filled with confusion, so I clarified my response. “I think you should take a little time to let this new reality sink in.” I bent my head and took her lips in a deep, possessive kiss. “Not that I’ll ever let you go,” I stated. “But once I’ve claimed you, you’ll have a whole new set of circumstances to adjust to. Becoming a daywalker is a big change”—I kissed her nose—“but I have no doubt you’ll take to it with ease. Still, I figured I’d give you a little time.”
Bronwyn canted her head to the side and bit her lip as crimson tinged her cheeks. “How much time?”
I grinned at her obvious anticipation and shrugged. “A few hours.”
My consort dipped her head back, and the sound of musical laughter burst from her beautiful mouth. “That long, huh?”
“Long enough to move you in,” I told her pragmatically. “That way, we can stay in bed until I’ve had my fill of you. So...forever.”
She smiled in delight when I winked and squeezed one plump globe of her ass. I kissed her softly, being careful to keep it from getting out of hand. She’d been a virgin, and I hadn’t exactly been gentle. I indulged in her sweetness a little longer, then pulled back and guided her head down to rest on my chest. It would take a little time for Bronwyn to adjust to my schedule, and I’d thoroughly worn her out, so I encouraged her to sleep. “Rest, angel.”
It was barely evening for me, and though I was definitely a little tired from our activities, I couldn’t fall asleep. I considered dashing out to collect Bronwyn’s possessions, but I didn’t want her to wake in the night and find herself alone. I shifted her body so she was lying on my side, rather than sprawled across my body, and reached out to snag my iPad from the bedside table. I got some work done before I finally felt my eyes drooping at around five in the morning. My sweet consort was still fast asleep. I turned us both onto our sides and wrapped my arms around her, threw a leg over hers, and buried my face in the crook of her neck. With her scent filling my lungs, I drifted off.
I groaned as I slowly dragged myself from a deep sleep. Bronwyn’s pert little ass was wiggling against my cock—who was already awake and raring to go.
“You’re testing my control, angel,” I growled. “If you do
n’t stop that squirming, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. I’m already missing having your tight pussy wrapped around my cock, but I know you must be sore.”
She’d stilled when I spoke, but after I was done, she shifted again, and I had no doubt it was deliberate, the little minx. I needed a distraction so I wouldn’t give in to my growing hunger for her. “How about I go collect your things while you take a bath and recuperate?”
Bronwyn’s head turned to look up at me. Her expression was suspiciously blank, and she shook her head. “Um, I should probably do it. You can...um… whatever and I’ll just run over there and be back in no time.”
She was keeping something from me, and I scowled as I studied her intently. “You can’t leave here, Bronwyn.”
A delicate eyebrow raised, her chin lifting with it, and her gaze narrowed. “Am I your prisoner, Mr. Bancroft?” I pursed my lips to keep from curving up at her display of fire. It was sexy as fuck.
“As appealing as that idea is, perhaps I could have said that better,” I admitted, losing the battle with my smile. “What I meant was that it’s safest if you stay here. And you certainly can’t leave alone.” She opened her mouth, and I held up my hand, silently requesting she not interrupt me. “You have a target on your back, angel. I need to be with you to protect you until you’ve been changed.”
She seemed mollified by my final explanation, but there was still a stubborn tilt to her chin. “Fine, you can come with. But you’ll wait outside while I gather my things.”
No way was that happening, but I let her think she’d won for the moment. We’d cross that threshold when we were in front of it. I gave her a fast, hard kiss in lieu of answering, then climbed out of bed and pulled on a pair of loose pajama bottoms before padding into the large en suite bathroom. I turned the knobs on the spacious bathtub until I found the right temperature and let it fill up.
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