“What?” he looks startled.
“Upstairs. I want to show you something,” I say.
“What about work?”
“Fuck work. I'm the boss and I say we can be late,” I snap, wishing I had CK’s
Teleporting power right about now.
He follows me back inside. “Liv, what’s all this about?” he sighs, running a hand through his hair.
“You’ll see in a minute” I say, noticing he has gone back to calling me ‘Liv’ instead of ‘Lizzie’. I utter nothing else on the way back upstairs.
Grabbing his hand, I drag him to his bedroom. His room is similar to mine, all dark wood, reds and blacks.
Stripping off my jacket, I throw it onto a chair. Pulling my shirt over my head, I turn to him and Shift. I’m now Elizabeth. I see his eyes darken; his expression is unreadable. Shimmying out of the rest of my clothes, I stand naked before him as his true sire.
“What are you doing?” he asks softly.
“Showing you how much I need you. Showing you that you can never, ever be replaced. In this form, I am your sire and yours alone and a thousand years from now, I will still love you, still desire you and still want you. I will still need you to complete me and need you to need and love me.”
His eyes widen in surprise at my passionate words.
“I’m sorry, Devon. I haven’t shown you the proper appreciation for you as of late. I won’t ever take you for granted.” I step closer to him and it’s his undoing.
Growling, he pulls me to him, crushing his mouth to mine. Both of our hands fumble to undress him; his with his tie, mine with his shirt. He takes over, ripping it apart, buttons flying everywhere. He kicks off his shoes as I slide my hands over his smooth chest, and he rasps deeply. I dip my hands lower across his narrow waist and hips, into the top of his suit pants. Unbuckling his belt quickly, he unzips them, and I push them to the floor. He kicks them away and coming up for air, he gazes into my big blue eyes in rapture. Pushing me towards his bed, he pauses briefly to remove his socks and boxers. His erection is enormous as he stalks me. I drop to my knees and greedily take his cock in my mouth. Crying out in pleasure, he pushes his hands loosely into my hair. He keeps me in place as I move my tongue up and down his length, sucking when I get to the tip.
“Oh, Elizabeth,” he exhales slowly, “oh, yes, that feels so good.” He reluctantly pulls away and drags me up to kiss me gently, submitting to me, as is our usual way. I shake my head, wanting him to dominate me. I, again, drop to my knees and carry on sucking and licking my way up and down his length. Getting my message loud and clear, he holds my head in place now and moves his hips back and forth, fucking my mouth in delight. He comes quickly. It’s warm and delicious. I welcome it into my mouth, swallowing quickly. He staggers slightly as I pull away and stand up. I kiss him so that he can taste himself on my lips. Then he devours me, he pushes me onto his bed, his hands finding my breasts, and tweaking my nipples into hard peaks. He moves his head down and starts sucking gently while his hand trails lower to find my very wet entrance. He groans as he slides his finger into my pussy, then two, rubbing my clit with his thumb. I feel the pressure building but slam it back down. It’s for him to decide now when I come for him.
“What do you want me to do?” I ask softly.
He looks startled, at a bit of a loss as this role isn’t the norm for us. “Just let me make love to you. Slowly,” he whispers with his eyes closed. “And no coming until I say so,” he adds, opening them again with a glint.
I shiver at his words, my nipples tightening even more. I defer to him completely, as he continues teasing me with his fingers. I’m familiar with this submissive role with CK. The sire always seems to take over, but my sire-self is languishing, fully aroused under the attentions of my darling boy.
“Okay, Lizzie, I want you to come for me now,” he whispers as he ducks his head lower and adds his tongue to the swirling vortex that is his fingers.
Well, you don’t need to ask me twice. Within seconds, I’m throbbing around his fingers and against his mouth. He rises up above me and plunges his tongue into my mouth.
“Oh, Lizzie, I want you so much,” he gasps.
“Take me, my love,” I whisper back.
Needing no further encouragement, he slowly sinks himself into me, savoring my wetness. Bracing himself above me, he looks into my eyes with such love and longing, my heart wants to break. I lift my hips to meet him, to bring him further into me. He gently moves his hips, pulsing in and out all the way and back in again. It’s driving me wild, but I resist the urge to flip us over and fuck him senseless. He needs this, and I need to give it to him. He leans down to kiss me deeply. I trace my nails down his back. He hisses in delight, all the while slowly, excruciatingly slowly, he makes love to me.
I’ve never in five hundred and six years felt such passion and love from him as I do in this moment. I’m so aroused by his intensity.
“Oh, Dev. I’m going to come,” I whisper. “I can’t stop it.” Before he can say anything, I explode into a million pieces around him.
“Ah!” he cries out as he feels the waves of my pleasure, rippling around his thick, pulsating cock. “Lizzie, my love, again.” He grunts and moves quicker now to stoke my burning fire. The flames roar back to life, consuming me. He lets himself go. His eyes are on mine, blazing as hot as our passion, as he floods me with his desire.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Sometime later, we surface from the silence, entwined around each other.
“Thank you,” he whispers.
“No, thank you,” I whisper back. “That was….” I sigh happily.