The Darkening (Guardians of Ascension 6.50)

Five years. “Too long. ” She felt paralyzed, though. She wanted to do this with him, but she was frightened of feeling too much for a man whose occupation terrified her.

“We don’t have to do this,” he said softly, but his entire body had tensed up.

Her gaze shifted to his face, his eyes, the tight line of his lips. He swiveled away from her, facing the counter. “I understand if you don’t want to do this. I get it. ” But his scent worked over every inch of her body so that something very low in her abdomen began to vibrate strangely, from front to back, a soft humming sensation she could almost hear. Need crawled through her, need for him, for sex, and for his blood. She put her hand at the small of her back and rubbed.

“What is it?” he asked.

“I don’t know. I feel achy right here. ” She rubbed the muscles near her tail bone.

He whipped toward her and planted his hand in the same location. “Let me do that for you. ” She caught sight of the ridges along his forehead. He thought she was hurting.

Maybe more than even his beautiful scent, or how built he was, that small expression of concern did her in.

His hand low on her back, rubbing her, also had a sudden effect as her spine arched and her body bloomed like never before.

“Oh, that feels so good. ” She ached across her pelvis, deep into her well.

He massaged her. “Is that better?”

“Better?” She didn’t understand the question. It felt wonderful. “Oh, my God.

What is that? Don’t stop. I feel— Oh. ” And just like that, as though it had been building for hours, an intense orgasm ripped through her so that she called out a long, lusty cry, holding onto the counter for support as he kept pressing his hand rhythmically into her lower back.

When the sensation passed, she grew very still, staring up at the ceiling, her body flooded with the most beautiful sensation. That same vibration lingered, teasing her, so that she knew it would take very little to do that all over again.

“You can stop now,” she murmured.

He drew his hand back frowning at her. “What’s wrong? What the hell just happened? Are you all right? Jesus, Vela.

Tell me you’re all right. ” She remained seated for a long, long moment, trying to figure out exactly how to say to Samuel, who she’d met only a few hours ago, that just by rubbing her back, he’d brought her to an amazing climax.

She turned toward him and slipped off the stool to stand close to him, but all she could do was blink.

“Vela, what the hell is going on?”

“I don’t know how to tell you this, but I just . . . that is, you … I mean—” She couldn’t get the words out.

He thumbed her lips and slid his arm around her waist. “I think I get it because your fragrance smells just a little different, deeper, richer. “You just came, didn’t you?”

“Yes, but I don’t know how. This has never happened before, not like that. ” She drew back, but only far enough to take both his hands and start guiding him in the direction of the guest suite. “Come with me. ”

“Vela, are you sure?”

“I don’t know what this is between us, but yeah, we’re doing this. All I know is that I need you inside me and I want your blood and I want both now. ”

Chapter Five

Samuel’s biceps flexed and his lower jaw trembled. His mouth flooded with saliva at the thought of taking Vela’s blood. Would it taste like the soft floral fragrance that enveloped him, sweetened by her recent orgasm; woman and flowers and sex? He needed to know.

Whatever rational ability he possessed dropped deep into the ocean of all this sensation. He was hard for her and ready to do whatever she needed him to do and he could feel her need like fire against his skin.

He wanted his hands on her, his mouth, his cock pushing into her.

When he reached the bedroom, he shoved the door shut with his foot just in case Merl returned early.

“You ready for me, warrior?” Her eyelids were low, her breathing ragged.

She reached up and released the clip, letting her mane of wild hair flow over her shoulders.