He moves to the side and sweeps his hand down, going right between my thighs and rubbing my clit. My eyes fall shut and a tight coil starts to wind inside me. I circle my hips, suddenly desperate to come.
Lucas moves back down, burying his head between my legs. He gets right to work, lashing his tongue against my clit in a warm and fast rhythm. It doesn’t take long before I come again, and this time I feel wetness spill from myself, soaking the sheets beneath me. My mouth falls open, and a loud moan escapes my lips.
Lucas turns his head, gripping my thigh in a way that serves as a warning just a second before he sinks his fangs into my tender flesh. He sucks hard, pulling out a mouthful of blood. My pussy is still spasming and I’m still plagued with overwhelming pleasure. He drinks more of my blood and then turns his head, licking at me once again. He pushes two fingers inside of me, rubbing and fucking me as he laps up more blood.
The sensation of him going back and forth between drinking my blood and eating my pussy pushes me over the edge, and I come again, so hard my entire body shakes. I squirm against him, pushing him away because my body is in overdrive and even the gentlest of touches is too much.
Lucas waits a beat and then opens my thighs again, putting his mouth over the two punctures. He sucks hard once more and then licks around the wounds.
“Are you ready for me to fuck you, my love?” He puts his fingers over the bite on my thigh, applying pressure to stop the bleeding.
“Right,” I pant, hardly able to form a coherent sentence. “We…we…” The words die in my throat, but Lucas gets the gist of what I’m saying. We’re far from done.
We lie there for a few minutes. The wound needs time to clot, and there’s no way I can get up and function any time soon. Lucas removes his fingers, checks the wound, and then licks the blood from his hand.
He sits up and pulls me into his lap, guiding his hard cock to my core. I slowly sink down on it, moaning as I feel it fill every single inch of me. I wrap my arms around his neck and rock my hips back and forth. Just the slight movement leaves me on the verge of coming again, though this time I’m the one who wants to draw it out.
Lucas grips me tight and reaches over, opening the top drawer of my nightstand. He pulls something out, and for a second I think it’s my vibrator. I haven’t used it in a long time. Since Lucas and I have been dating, I haven’t needed it much, save for the nights when he stayed in Chicago and I was alone here in Thorne Hill.
“You are mine,” he says in a deep whisper. I look into his eyes and nod, and then see the knife in his hands. It’s enchanted, like my dagger, but only has a short, three-inch blade. I kind of forgot I had it in my nightstand, and when we go to move, I’m sure I’m going to find all sorts of weapons stashed around the house. You never know when you might need one.
He brings the knife up, just a few inches from my face. “And I am yours.”
Before I can stop him, he plunges the knife down into his own flesh. The enchantments make the cut burn, and will cause him to heal slower than if it were a regular blade.
Blood drips down his neck, and he lets the knife clatter to the floor. He tips his head, and I know what he wants.
He wants me to drink his blood.
I’ve done it before, and while the thought grossed me out, actually doing it was one of the most erotic moments of my life. I widen my legs, sinking down onto his cock even more, and put my mouth over the little wound, sucking up his blood before he heals.
Lucas moans and puts his hands on my hips, rocking his own beneath me. Moving with vampire speed, he flips us over again, moving on top of me. I lick up the last bit of blood before his wound heals, and then let my head fall back against my pillow as he fucks me hard and fast, driving that big cock in and out of me.
We come at the same time, and he rests his forehead against mine, cock pulsing inside me.
“Still want to wait until marriage?” Lucas slowly pulls out and lies down at my side, spooning his body around mine. He pulls the pink fuzzy blanket over both of us to keep me from getting a chill.
I turn, head spinning and heart racing. He has my blood smeared on the corner of his lips, and I’m sure his is all over my face. I hook my leg around him and shake my head. “Hell no.”
“I’m going to leave once you’re asleep.” Lucas clicks on the electric blanket and straightens the pillows. We just got out of the shower and are getting into bed for the night.
Or at least I am.
“Where are you going?”
“I told you there were several real estate investments I’m interested in.”
“Yeah.” I rake my wet hair to the side and stick my feet under the covers. “What are they?”
“There’s seventy-five acres for sale on the opposite side of town. It’s currently being used for farming, with two different farmers leasing the land for their crops.”
“So, you want to buy it and be a farmer?” I look Lucas up and down. He’s still naked from the shower and I’m so glad he’s a fan of nudity. “I never thought I’d be into that, but if you were shirtless with a cowboy hat and played She Thinks My Tractor’s Sexy while you worked the fields, I’d totally do you in a barn.”
He laughs and gets into bed next to me. “That wasn’t my plan, though if it gets you naked and wet, I’ll do just about anything.”
His arms go around me and I rest my head on his chest. His skin is cool already, and is a bit of a shock to my body, which is still warm from the shower. “What is your plan then?”
“For that land, I simply want to buy it and continue the leases. Land has always proved to be a wise investment, especially when you can hold onto it for hundreds of years.”
“I didn’t think about it like that, but that’s so true. Who knows how popular Thorne Hill will be fifty years from now.”
“This parcel of land could sell for a substantial amount of money, or it could be of importance to us later, given that this town is made up mostly of witches. You don’t want a developer cramming two-hundred houses in that space.”
“Another good point. Is that the only thing you’re going to look at? You said investments, like there was more than one.”
“That diner on the main street downtown, Suzy’s Café, is for sale.”
“Really?”
“It hasn’t been listed for the public yet, but the real estate agent I’ve hired is privy to properties of interest. The couple who owns it wants to retire to Florida.”
“What would you do there?”
“That depends on a few things, which I’ll get more information on tonight. If the business is successful, I would take over ownership but leave things mostly unchanged. If it’s not, I might buy the building anyway and lease out the space.”
“That’s interesting. I think you should take over ownership and as a perk of sleeping with the new owner, I get free food like how I get free drinks at your bar.”
He laughs again. “I own several establishments throughout the country. We’ll visit them all so you can get free food and drinks.”
“A man after my own heart.”
Smiling, Lucas kisses me. “You need to get your rest, my love,” he says gently. “And k
eep your familiars close once I’m out. I’ll only be gone a few hours.”
“They’re already waiting for us to fall asleep so they can come hog the bed,” I tell him and let my eyes fall shut. I’m exhausted from not only coming so many times, but the intensity of each orgasm. Plus, Lucas has drank quite a bit of my blood in the last day or two, and while I’m not totally human and heal faster than average, it still takes a toll on me.
Lucas runs his fingers up and down my back, lulling me to sleep in just seconds. I sleep peacefully for several hours, not waking when Lucas slips out of the room and then comes back two and a half hours later. But then somewhere in the early morning hours, my dreams shift from happy wedding planning to something more sinister.
My eyes fly open, and the first thing I see is Lucas’s handsome face right next to mine. Binx is on my pillow and the girls are both stretched out next to me. I can tell by the muted light coming through the window that it can’t be any later than six AM.
Much too early for me to get out of bed.
I inhale and roll over, shaking out the fingers of my left hand, which had fallen asleep. Needing to look around my room for a few seconds to reassure myself that I’m here and not in the dream, I nestle closer to Lucas and think back to the dream.
We were here, in the house, and something was lurking outside. For some reason, we didn’t go outside, because we knew whatever was out couldn’t come in.
Not unless it was invited.
It was daytime, though, and I didn’t get the feeling the thing was a vampire. Dogs were barking in the dream, and when I looked out my office window, I saw a hellhound lurking around the corner. In my dream, I had a whole bunch of outdoor cats, and I wanted to go out and get them before the hellhound did.
But whenever I’d go outside, the ghost of Chrissy, a Border collie mix we had as a pet one summer when I was a kid, was there. I knew she was too old to still be alive, and I realized it was her ghost right as bells starting ringing. I ran back into the house only to see a hooded figure walking a white lamb through the yard, presenting it to the hellhound as an offering.