Playing Their Parts

“As soon as you come for me, I’m going to thrust my fingers deep in your soft little pussy and fuck you with them,” he growled hoarsely. “I want to watch you ride my fingers and feel your soft inner walls clench all around me and know that you’re coming just for me. Do you understand, Cassandra?”

His hot, dirty words and commanding tone were too much for Cassie.

“I…I understand!” she gasped and then she was coming—coming so hard it felt as though the orgasm was a living thing being pulled from her body. Her toes curled and her breath came in short little pants as pleasure washed over her in a tidal wave. She wanted to close her eyes with the intensity of the orgasm but she couldn’t—not while her partner was looking at her, challenging her to hold his gaze as he stroked the last ounce of pleasure from her.

Then, just as he had promised, Stone slid two long, strong fingers into the mouth of her pussy and deep into her channel. She gasped again as he touched bottom inside her, making her arch her back as fresh pleasure washed over her.

“Tell me how it feels, Cassandra,” he growled softly. “Tell me how it feels to let me touch you—to let me fuck you so deeply.”

“It…it feels good!” Cassie gasped, her hips pumping helplessly in time to the rhythm of his fingers inside her. “Oh God, Stone—it feels amazing.”

“That’s good.” Leaning forward, he kissed her neck again and this time she did feel his fangs, skating dangerously along the sensitive, vulnerable skin of her throat, threatening to pierce the flesh at any moment.

“Stone,” she whispered. “Are…are you going to…to bite me now?”

For a moment she felt the tips of his fangs sinking into her flesh. Instinctively, she tilted her chin back, baring her throat, giving him easier access. At that point she would have given him anything—if he wanted to bite her, she was willing to let him. More than willing.

But then her partner backed suddenly away from her, pulling his fingers out of her at the same time.

“Stone?” Cassie panted, looking up at him uncertainly.

“I cannot.” His voice was low and troubled. “If I bite you, I will want to do…other things. Things which have nothing to do with friendship.”

Then he rose and strode into the ensuite bathroom, leaving Cassie bewildered and alone.

Thirty

Gods, what’s wrong with you? You nearly bit her! Nearly injected your essence!

Stone paced in the narrow confines of the fresher, trying to get control of himself. Both his fangs and his shaft were aching, longing to penetrate his partner’s willing flesh and Claim her as his own while bonding her to him forever.

But I can’t do that—I can’t!

Like every Blood Kindred, his fangs produced a pale blue liquid called essence. This essence was capable of both healing a Blood Kindred’s mate and bonding her to him. When injected into a female’s bloodstream, it produced instant orgasms. But it also engendered a strong feeling of possessiveness in the male who did the biting and injecting—a desire to Claim so intense it was difficult to overcome.

Stone knew if he bit Cassandra and injected her with his essence, it would be next to impossible not to bond her to him as well. It was simply the logical next step for a Blood Kindred—his body would expect and demand it. If they wanted to keep their friendship and partnership intact after this mission was over, he dared not bite her.

But that didn’t mean he couldn’t taste her juices and at least dream of biting and bonding her.

Slipping the fingers he had thrust deep in her pussy into his mouth, Stone closed his eyes and unfastened his leather trousers. Gripping his aching shaft in one hand, he stroked himself as Cassandra’s sweet/salty flavor exploded across his tongue. Gods, how he longed to taste her honey straight from the source!

But for now, this would have to be good enough.

Dreaming of filling his partner’s soft little pussy with his cock as he slid his fangs into the tender flesh of her throat, Stone came.

Thirty-One

Cassie wasn’t quite sure what had happened. Why had Stone left so suddenly? Had her question about him biting her upset him that much? Was he offended somehow?

Her body was still humming with pleasure and release. She had to admit, Stone had given her the best orgasm of her life. Somehow he seemed to know just how to touch her body to give her pleasure. And that deep, dominant voice of his…the way he’d looked into her eyes and told her exactly what he was going to do to her…well, Cassie wasn’t sure what to think of that.

He’s a natural Dom, she thought, thinking back to the lessons she and Keith had taken with the dominatrix—a tall woman with ebony skin and a commanding manner who had been named Madam Electra.