The Darkness Calls (The Transfigured Ones 1)

With her free hand, she reached up and pressed him so he lay flat against the bed. She began working her way down his chest, placing hot, open-mouthed kisses in her wake. He would have been surprised by her somewhat aggressive actions if he had been capable of thought. As she made her way down his body, he felt his cock straining against his belly in anticipation. Each swipe of her tongue and nip of her teeth had him gripping at the sheets. By the time she swiped her tongue over the head of his cock, he was ready to explode.

She licked a line along the underside of his cock from his balls to the tip and then took him deep into her mouth. He almost embarrassed himself when she swallowed him down until he nudged at the back of her throat. “Christ, Lilly,” he groaned.

In answer, she cupped his balls and massaged them as she continued to wrap her pretty pink lips around his cock. He watched unabashedly, enjoying the sight of her so intent. She raised her eyes to his like some sort of tremptress, watching as he took his pleasure.

He wanted to give her the same pleasure. He wanted her to feel some measure of the intense sensations he felt. “Turn your body, Lilly. I need to touch you,” he gritted out.

Without breaking th

e rhythm of her movements, she managed to move her legs so that they lay near his head. Sadly, this put his mouth nowhere near where he wanted it, so instead he ran his index finger down the seam of her sex.

He let out a low groan when he found her dripping. He gently began to swirl his fingers around her clit and was rewarded by her sharp intake of breath around his throbbing cock. When he sped the motion of his fingers and increased the pressure slightly, she whimpered around him.

Lilly began working her hips against his hand as she continued to swirl her tongue around his now-throbbing cock. The tiny moans and sounds of pleasure she was making had him on the edge. With his free hand, he reached down and tangled his fingers in her hair. His grip tightened as he nudged against the back of her throat again. His need became almost overwhelming.

Fuck,” he cursed. “I need you to come for me, Lilly. Let go and come for me.”

The rocking of her hips became more steady as she reached for her climax. Quickly, her moans became more pronounced, and he knew she was right on the edge with him. Christ, he thought. If she didn’t come soon, he was going to lose it.

“That feels too good,” he groaned. “I don’t want to come without you.”

Her mouth continued to work up and down his length as if she hadn’t heard him. When he felt the light drag of her teeth over the tip, his hips jerked of their own volition and his incisors popped out. Much more of that and he was going to come down her throat, her orgasm be damned.

Adjusting the position of the fingers that rubbed against her clit, he gave it a sharp pinch just as he exploded in her mouth, no longer able to hold back. He vaguely registered the fact that she let out her own long, shuddering moan around his cock as she swallowed.

His head fell back and hit the pillow. He took a few shuddering breaths and waited for his incisors to retract. “Jesus,” he mumbled, his whole body lax. “You’re alarmingly good at that, Lilly.”

She laid there, watching him with careful eyes for a moment before she slowly shifted her body so she was next to him again and asked, “Alarmingly good?”

He gave a soft laugh and said, “I almost feel beholden to alert the media. I’m fairly certain I blacked out for a minute.”

Lilly smiled like a cat with a belly full of canary and said, “Perhaps we can convince the prime minster to declare today a national holiday.”

He frowned and said, “Just so long as he’s willing to take my word for it.”

“Your character is unimpeachable. I don’t see why he wouldn’t,” she responded.

“Exactly,” he agreed. “Sleepy now?”

“I could definitely sleep, but I need to get home. It’s almost four. I’ve got a class at ten a.m.”

“I wish you could stay with me,” he said. “I’d like to fall asleep next to you. I know our schedules don’t exactly mesh, so I’d still be asleep when you woke, but...”

She gave him a lingering kiss on the lips and then said, “I’ll pack a bag next time.”

He watched as she slowly moved off the bed and started to get dressed. Reluctantly, he climbed out of bed and began to dress as well. When he saw her grab her purse and pull out her panties, he laughed.

“What,” she asked, shrugging. “I’d been going insane. I was about two minutes from telling you I wasn’t wearing any panties when you invited me up here.”

“I wouldn’t have been able to haul you out of the club fast enough,” Talan said honestly. “I didn’t even like that other men were looking at you. I’m afraid I find myself somewhat possessive where you’re concerned.”

A pretty flush spread across her cheeks as she slid back into her tank top. “I, um... I think I like that.”

“Do you?”

“I like the idea of belonging to you. The idea that you’d belong to me. It’s old-fashioned, but so am I. I was a twenty-four-year-old virgin until a few hours ago.”

His shirt half-buttoned, he closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around her. “Then until such time as you wish to change things between us, we belong to each other.”