“I want you,” I say quickly. “I want that enormous cock of yours driving into my tight pussy so that I can come all over you.”
“Oh Jesus,” he moans as I tell him everything he wants to hear. He strips off as quickly as I did, and I lick my lips.
Oh, yes. His body pleases me a lot and it has been too long since I had the chance to properly appreciate it. “Fuck me, Linc. Hard,” I say, and he growls with longing.
He clenches his fists and then gently lowers me to the floor. I know he wanted to slam me down, but he is cautious of my condition.
“Don’t worry,” I whisper to him. “Take me as you want me.”
He spreads my legs and ducks his head, giving me a long lick all the way up my wet slit. He flicks my clit with his tongue, and I yelp in response. I squirm as he inserts two fingers into me as he continues the pressure on my clit. I writhe furiously as I come against his mouth in a flood of nectar that he laps up before he turns me over. I pull up onto my hands and knees and cry out as he probes my anal passage with his wet finger. He slides it inside and then positions his cock against my wet entrance.
“Fuck!” he roars as he rams into me and I scream his name as he doesn’t give me time to get used to his size. He pounds into me from the get-go and I start to sweat as he pushes every pleasure button that I have. I come again in a frenzied rush and he removes his finger so he can cup my pussy and play with my clit.
“Oh, yes, baby,” I pant as I slam my hips back against him, needing him to go even deeper if he can. He wraps his arms around my waist and sits back on his heels, bringing me with him so I can ride him now. I swivel around so that I am facing him and drop my fangs. I need to bite him, to taste his sweet blood, and I know he is craving it too.
He growls low in his throat, granting his permission for me to drink from him and I waste no time in sinking my fangs into his neck. He yelps at the sharp sting and then wiggles underneath me as he feels the pleasure course through him.
I grip his shoulders tighter as I take his blood and feel it slide down my throat. I have missed the taste of him, sweet yet feral, and I take more than I ought to. I pull away with a reluctant moan, only to find that he has Partial Shifted, baring his sharp teeth at me. I almost salivate at the thought of him biting me in return and I tilt my head eagerly for him.
With a quick snap of his strong jaw, he has clamped down on me and I feel myself clench around his cock in response.
“Linc,” I pant as I ride him carefully, mindful of his teeth in my neck.
He lets go at my cry and licks his lips with a lascivious smile. “God, I missed the taste of you,” he says.
“Same here,” I say and then take him over the edge and crash down the side with him in a joint orgasm that leaves me feeling very satisfied.
He cradles me in his arms as we lie on the rug, catching our breath.
“Now that was worth the wait,” he says, tweaking my nipple.
“Too long,” I protest. “I can’t go that long again without you.”
He chuckles, but I hear the hint of sadness. “It’s time, isn’t it,” he says. “For you to choose.”
I retract with a sigh, as he does, and get up to get dressed while I think over his words. “I’m not choosing. Why do I have to choose? It’s more about a declaration of my sincerity,” I say eventually. “I am going to make it official.”
“What?” he asks, sitting up. “You mean you aren’t going to be…” He blushes a brilliant red and I let out a loud guffaw.
“What? True to one?” I howl in between snorts of laughter. “Dear Jesus, no. That isn’t what this is about.”
“Then what is it about?” he asks, perplexed.
“It’s about telling the Worlds that I have chosen a man to be by my side, the one that I will always be with no matter what, always and forever,” I say.
“With?” Lincoln presses.
“You know who,” I say with a shrug. “It has to be, and not just because of this child, but because he is the man I have loved for a thousand years. But I also need to make it official with Devon. I am not going another day without everyone knowing how much I love him and that we are going to be married.
Lincoln nods sagely. I knew he already knew about me and Devon. “And what about everyone else?” he asks, propping himself up on his elbow to watch me dress.
“They will have to accept it,” I say. “They will still be part of my life, if they choose to be, it’s up to them to decide.”
“Oh. I’m not so sure he will see it that way,” he says. “And me?”
“You are a deal breaker,” I say to him seriously as I sit on the window seat to regard him. “If he doesn’t like that you will be with me, then he knows where to go. I let you down once before, Linc, and I promise you that I won’t do it again.”
“I can live with that,” he says quietly.