She suckled.
Oh, God, she sucked, deep pulls, bringing him as far into her mouth as she could get. She dipped her fingers below and teased his testicles.
Her head bobbed as she set a rhythm.
It felt too damn good. He waited though, lasting as long as he could while watching the mass of her blond hair move up and down.
But it was too much.
He pulled back. “I could come so easily like this, but I want more from you right now. ” She looked up at him, holding her mouth in a beautiful round shape. She nodded. “Samuel, there’s something I want from you, in this position first. ” He frowned, not understanding.
“What?”
“I want your vein like this, while I’m on my knees. Or would it be too much?” Her words stunned him, that she would want to take him low like this.
Would it be too much? Maybe. But he didn’t care. He loved that she wanted to drink from him at his groin and something inside his heart began to open and lean toward her. She was so free with her body, enjoying him. He’d never allowed anyone to get this close before, not in his long century of ascended life.
Never.
He looked down at his cock, twitching with need. “I think it’ll be okay. ” She leaned forward, kissed his groin and began swiping her tongue over his skin in long sweeps, a signal for the vein to rise.
He trembled. He wanted to feel her fangs. “Take your fill, Vela. ” His most primal nature needed more than anything for his woman to have what she needed.
With one hand she held onto his hip and with her other, she rounded his body and gripped his ass.
Her head bobbed as she licked his skin, coaxing his vein to rise for her. He could feel the swelling a vampire could create, the vein rising, pushing upward, seeking the sharp points of a fang.
His cock responded, loving the attention. He had hard-on-hard right now.
Show me your fangs, he sent .
She tilted her head to look up at him, her eyes glinting in the dim light of the room. She parted her lips and there they were, two sharp elegant points.
“Do it,” he commanded, his voice deep.
She turned, angled her head, and struck to the exact right depth. He shouted at the jab, followed by the sucking of her mouth, taking deep pulls from his life- blood.
He put a hand on her head and grunted his pleasure, as much from the sight of her sucking his vein as from the knowledge that he gave her something every vampire needed.
She moaned softly, her fingers digging into his ass. After a couple of minutes, she pulled back and he could feel the wounds closing up.
She arched her neck upward so that he could see her face. Her eyes were closed, a blush on her cheeks, her lips red.
His groin felt wounded and well-used and he loved it.
“I feel stronger,” she said.
“You look beautiful. ” She rose to her feet. “I know what I want, but I’m not sure how you’ll feel about it. ” He kissed her. “I’ll give you anything right now, anything you ask. ”
“When I was at the counter earlier, your pressure on the small of my back, your touch, brought me. I want you to take me from behind and use your hand again, just like that. ” He shuddered because the thought of taking her in that position lit him up.
She smiled and kissed him. “I take it the idea appeals. ”
“Hell, yeah, it does. ” She slipped from his arms and bent over, not to get into position but to pull the covers back.
But the sight of her like that gave Samuel a different idea. He stepped close to her, almost unable to control himself.
“Let me try something first. Bend over, but keep your feet on the floor. I mean, if that’s okay?”