Still of Night (Thorne Hill 4)

“Though,” I breathe, “let’s go inside. I don’t want to give anyone a free show.”

Lucas grips me tightly and speeds up to the front porch. All I have to do is break away for a quick second so I can wave my hand over the door to magically unlock it, but the thought of moving even an inch away from Lucas is painful.

He presses my back against the door, kissing me hard and fast before setting me down. But he doesn’t break away, doesn’t step back so we can get in the house. He drops to his knees, pushing my dress up to my waist and parts my legs.

My head goes back, slamming against the door, and my eyes start to flutter shut. He slowly runs one hand up the back of my thigh, and little goosebumps break out along my skin. I tip my head down, watching as he kisses his way down my stomach. His fangs catch on the hem of my underwear, and he pulls them down with his teeth.

Holy. Shit.

They fall in a slow whoosh down to the ground, and I lift one foot up at a time, stepping out of them. My heart is racing, blood rushing through my veins. Lucas can hear my heartbeat, and knowing that he’s turning me on this much turns him on at the same time.

He parts my legs farther and stands, hands brushing up my thigh and right to my core. I let out a gasp when his fingers sweep over my clit.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he growls, closing the distance between us. His mouth goes to my neck again, and his fangs press into my skin. It’s enough to cause slight pain but not enough to pierce through the skin.

I bring one hand up, going to the back of Lucas’s head. I push his face against me, silently telling him to bite me. To drink my blood.

“Patience, my love,” he whispers, voice deep and gravely. I buck my hips forward, rubbing myself against his hand. I can feel him smile as he kisses my neck, and I know he’s going to draw this out for me, teasing me until I can’t fucking stand it and I’m left begging him to push that big, beautiful cock inside of me.

But then he plunges his fingers inside of me, going right to the sweet spot that always does it for me. He circles his thumb over my clit as he fingers me, and I hook my arms around his neck, needing to hold myself up or risk collapsing onto the porch.

He moves fast, getting me almost to coming in just a minute. Then he slows down, and my body is craving his touch so bad I let out a whimper. Without warning, he drops back to his knees and parts my legs, picking one up and tossing it over his shoulder. I throw a hand out, gripping the knob on the front door for balance.

Lucas runs his hands up the back of my thighs again and puts his mouth to me. He’s so tall that he has to hunch over a bit, but it doesn’t slow him down as his tongue lashes out against my clit. I let out a moan, and though I said I didn’t want anyone lurking in the woods watching, I’m so wrapped up, so desperate to come that I wouldn’t care if a busload of people pulled into the driveway right now.

It wouldn’t matter.

Lucas matters…and him making me come matters. Because I need to so fucking bad. I suck in a shaky breath, feeling my body tensing the way it does right before the release of the orgasm takes over, filling me with intense pleasure. Lucas kisses and sucks, working his tongue like magic.

He slides his hand around, slipping a finger inside me and pressing on my G-spot with the perfect amount of pressure. My thighs shake and my mouth falls open. The orgasm hits me hard and fast, and I cry out as I feel my pussy spasm around his fingers. Lucas doesn’t stop, though, and right when I think I’m going to pass out from the intensity of the first orgasm, another comes on, harder and faster than the first.

My ears ring and if I open my eyes, I’m sure I’ll see little stars dotting my vision. Lucas moves his fingers in a circular motion, and I’m not sure I’ll be able to remain conscious if I come for the third time.

Legs shaking, I cling to him with one hand while gripping the doorknob with the other. I’m about to lose my balance, but he moves up, taking me around the waist.

“Open the door, my love,” he croons. “I’m not done fucking you yet.”

“Y…yes,” I pant, still unable to move. Lucas scoops me up and takes my right wrist in his hand, bringing my fingers over the lock. It takes me a few seconds to be able to concentrate enough to unlock the door with magic.

As soon as we’re in, Lucas carries me upstairs to my bedroom. He throws me down on my bed and stands over me, looking at me hungrily for a moment. Then he pulls his shirt over his head, dropping it on the floor.

I’m still spinning, still having to remind myself to breathe in and out. I’m floating, every nerve in my body alive and humming. And we’re not even done yet. Drawing on all the strength I have, I push up and telekinetically pull Lucas to me.

A guttural growl comes from deep within his chest. I reach for him, feebly taking a hold of his hands. I pull him to me, and he falls on top of me, parting my legs and moving in between. He kisses me, and I can taste myself on his lips.

His pants are already undone, and I try and fail to pull them down. Lucas sits up a bit, shoving his pants down and kicking them off the rest of the way. Then he pulls me up, raising my hands above my head, and takes my dress up, slowly pulling it up and over my head.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” he growls, fangs glinting in the pale moonlight that’s filtering through my bedroom window. He drops the dress on the ground and admires me. He doesn’t touch me, but just looks. I used to feel self-conscious when he put me on display like this. When all my flaws are laid out in front of me.

But the way Lucas looks at me makes them all disappear. Because he’s staring at me like I’m the only woman in the world that matters. And now I have the ring on my finger to prove it, though we both know we don’t need fancy jewelry, paperwork, or formal titles to show our love to each other.

I’m convinced he was made for me, over sixteen hundred years ago. I hate that he had to go through so much darkness. That he had to feel alone and the emptiness started to painfully fill him. But we’re together now, and it feels so fucking right.

He lays me back down and runs the tips of his fingers up and down my arm. I shiver again and he speeds away, returning only a second later with a pink fuzzy blanket from my closet. Covering us both up, he moves back in between my legs. I bend my knees up and drag my fingers down his back. My heart is starting to settle back into my chest, and I want to make Lucas feel just as good as he made me.

I soak up another minute lying here with him and then plant my hands on his firm chest and give him a shove. I can’t physically overpower Lucas. I don’t stand a chance. I can easily overpower him with magic, though, and he likes when I boss him around a bit in the bedroom.

I summon little tendrils of energy that wrap around my fingers, zapping him and charring his flesh. It heals instantly, but the pain makes Lucas moan, and he sits up, letting me shove him back and onto the mattress so I can climb on top.

I push up onto my knees and straddle him, but instead of sinking down on his cock, I hold myself just inches above him and kiss his lips once before moving down to his neck. His shoulder. Down his abdomen. I move back and slide my hand up his thigh, not stopping until my fingers curl around the thick shaft of his cock.

“You were right,” I groan, feeling myself grow wet all over again. “My fingers do look good around your cock.” I bring my lips to the wet tip of his dick, sucking ever so slightly. Lucas groans again and puts one of his large hands on the back of my head, fingers tangling in my hair. I tease him for another moment, and then take that monster cock in my mouth as far as I can without gagging. He’s so large it’s a miracle that thing fits inside me, but there’s no way I can take him all the way in my mouth.

I start out moving fast, sucking hard and swirling my tongue around his tip. Then I pull my mouth off and tip my head, licking him up and down. He’s getting close to coming, and while he can’t have multiple orgasms in the same way a woman can, vampires have excellent stamina and will be ready for round two in just seconds. He’s stopped me before, right

before he comes, preferring to bury his cock balls deep in my pussy, but he doesn’t this time.

He grips my hair so hard it hurts, rocking his pelvis up as he comes, cock pulsing in my mouth. I swallow everything, and then slowly pull away, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

In a swift movement, Lucas flips us over and moves on top of me again, mouth going right to my neck. His fangs scrape my skin, breaking it open just enough to get a taste of blood but not enough to suck down a mouthful like normal.

“I love you so fucking much,” he groans, licking up more of my blood.

“I love you too,” I pant as I start craving him all over again. “And I want you.”

“Already?”

He’s only asking so he can hear me tell him how much I do. “Yes. I need your cock inside of me.”