Sarah had been right. After having a guy like Lazarus, she would be ruined forever more. No one else would make her feel this full, this stretched, so utter fucked and she wasn’t even moving yet.
Alex pushed down some more, by now the sweat was dripping off of Lazarus and his lips were a thin white line.
“Are you okay?” She was panting.
He nodded once. “You feel so fucking good.” He licked his lips. “All I want to do is to flip you over and to fuck the hell out of you.”
“We’re almost there.” She eased off of him and dropped back down. He threw his head back and growled.
“Just a little more.” Her voice sounded strained as she eased back up and let herself drop. “I told you I would stretch for you.”
“Yeah you did.” He grinned. His skin was so taut. Desire shone in his eyes, which had lightened up. He helped her lift up and down. Up and down.
His breathing was labored and rasping. “I’m so glad that we are compatible. Now that I’m inside of you, I’m fucking staying. I hope you have stamina, Alexandra.”
She arched her back as he slid home. “You’re touching places inside me that have never been touched before.”
“You had better fucking believe it.” He flipped her onto her back in a move that left her breathless. His cock slid in even deeper making her gasp.
Alex hooked her legs around him, feeling his solid ass beneath her heels. His hips undulated, his breath was hot and heavy against her throat. Then he cursed. “We have to stop.” He pulled out. All the way out and she made a whimpering noise.
“I’ll use my mouth on you. I’m sorry we can’t.” He began to move down her body but she cupped his cheeks.
“What’s wrong?”
His eyes were glowing as they locked with hers. His fangs were big and sharp looking. They looked bigger than before but it was probably just her imagination. He shook his head. “I can’t fuck you and not drink from you. I can’t do it…I’m sorry.” His eyes clouded. “I’m not strong enough…not around you, Alexandra. You drive me crazy. It’s been a while since I…took blood…from the vein. It’s an instinctual need. I can’t lose it inside you without following those instincts any more than I can stop myself from breathing.”
It touched her deeply that he was willing to stop for her. Most guys would’ve just done it in the heat of the moment and asked for forgiveness later. She pulled him to her and kissed him. His lips were so soft, so perfect.
“What was that for?” His voice was deep and rich.
“We just had a moment, and because I want you to carry on.”
He shook his head. “That would mean…” His eyes lit back up. His jaw tensed for a few moments. “That would mean that you don’t mind if I drink from you?”
She smiled. “I don’t mind. I need to talk about it first though…” Alex cringed. “Will it hurt? I mean your fangs are really big…like damned huge.”
Lazarus laughed. “You didn’t mind my you-need-a-license-for-that-cock inside of you, but you’re worried about these?” He flashed his fangs and she felt her eyes widen.
“Damn straight.”
His smile widened and he crawled back up her. Alex automatically put her legs around his waist.
Lazarus thrust back into her. They both grunted. “Oh hell!” He kissed her neck. “You feel too damned good.”
She rocked against him when he didn’t start moving right away.
“You greedy, little human.” He growled and nipped at her neck. It tickled and it felt good. Oh god! He wanted to bite her, to drink her blood. What had she just agreed to?
“I wasn’t supposed to tell you about Jenna. Not one word. Her kidnapper was not only her ex-boyfriend but part of one of those fascist groups. I wasn’t supposed to tell you any of this. I trust you, Alexandra, and I want you to trust me. I would never do anything to hurt you.”
“I trust you.”
He kissed her, tenderly. One thrust later and the kiss turned downright carnal. Two more thrusts and she was coming. It was unexpected. It was spectacular. Her G-spot didn’t stand a chance against what he was packing. Her back bowed, her hands dug into those spectacular muscles on his back. Her heels dug into his even more spectacular ass. He fucked her hard and deep.
She expected him to slump over her as she came down but instead he picked up the pace and she realized with a gasp that he hadn’t come yet.
“I’m a vampire, sweetheart.” His voice was deep and barely understandable between grunts. “I asked if you had stamina. I hope you do.”
She couldn’t answer. Not when things were feeling too much, too sensitive, too over the top. “I can’t!” A shriek.
“You will,” he growled.
Chapter 12
Lazarus could quite easily stay where he was for the rest of his life. Buried to the hilt in the tiniest, feistiest human female there ever was.
She was his.
It was a done fucking deal as far as he was concerned.
Done.
He’d never felt this squeezed, his balls were sitting in his throat and had been since he flipped her over. His flesh slapped against hers. His hard grunts and her whimpers filled the room. The bed rocked.
“Jesus…oh…oh…” His vocal little human dug her nails deeper into his back. “I can’t…oh god…oh…I can’t…” Contrary to her words, she clung tighter, her legs gripped him harder. Her pussy strangled the fucking life out of his dick. She was so damned wet.
“I fucking love your pussy,” he growled. The wet suction noises almost had him coming. Lazarus squeezed his eyes shut. He continued to fuck her hard and deep, maintaining an even unhurried rhythm.
He knew his female also enjoyed a softer more tender touch. He kissed her neck, sliding a hand between them so that he could gently caress her clit in soft, tender strokes.
Alexandra made a throaty, growly noise. “Oh yes…oh Jesus yes…I’m going to…” She groaned and he felt her pussy walls flutter. “Yes!” A louder shriek. “Oh hell yes…that’s it…that’s it…” She clamped down on him and he had to grit his teeth to keep from coming.
He was making a horrible groaning noise. It sounded agonized because he needed to come so badly it fucking hurt.
It was only as she began to come down, her pussy fluttering instead of clamping, that he gripped her shoulders. He picked up the pace once again, roaring as he felt his seed spill into her in hard spurts.
Finally.
At long fucking last, he buried his head into her neck and sank his fangs into her flesh. Not too hard, not too deep. She was a human. Not yet mated. Yet. He couldn’t wait until that day came.
Alexandra sucked in a ragged breath, her body tensed beneath him. He knew that her eyes would be wide. She made a desperate whimper. Then he sucked. She let out what could easily have been misinterpreted as a hysterical shriek. Her harsh grip turned into a clawing session. Thank fuck for advanced healing.
Her pussy clamped him so hard that it did fucking hurt but it was the best kind of pain. Her decadent essence filled his mouth. Warm and delicious. Addictive. Like tasting a sliver of heaven.
Lazarus moaned as he swallowed. Her pussy released him just a smidgen and she sucked in a ragged breath but he didn’t give her a chance to regroup. This was serious business. He sucked again, harder this time. Her scream came out louder. Her whole body came up flush against him as her back bowed. Her velvet sheath squeezed him, ringing every last bit of seed from him in hard spurts that had his eyes rolling back. He swallowed. One more long, hard drink. She was feisty and strong. She could take it.
Lazarus wanted her breathless, voiceless, legless. He didn’t want her to remember anything before this moment. He wanted to be sure that she would not be able to imagine a future without him in it.
Alexandra fought him but she also pulled him closer. Wanting the pleasure but not sure how to handle the sensory overload. He only hoped and prayed that she would drink from him one day. The sooner the better.
He retracted his fangs and licked at her neck while still moving with infinite slowness and infinite care. Alexandra fell back onto the bed. There were two small fang marks on her neck. They would heal soon enough.
Her eyes were so hooded that they seemed closed. Her hair was plastered to her brow. Her mouth was gaping as she tried to catch her breath.
Good.
Lazarus stopped moving but stayed inside of her, he didn’t want to break away just yet. He swept the hair from her face, noting with satisfaction how deeply flushed her skin was. Her chest heaved. Her eyes fell completely shut.
****
An hour later…
Lazarus felt Alexandra stiffen against him. Her breathing went from calm and rhythmic to erratic and shallow. Her heart rate picked up. He pulled her more firmly against his side. The room was dark.
“You fucked me unconscious…seriously?” Her voice was still thick with sleep. It held a rough edge. From the screaming, he had to suppress a smile.
He made a sound of acknowledgement and kissed her neck.
“Oh my god and you drank from me.” She giggled. “That sure was something.” A soft purr as she remembered the moment. Her first taste of true ecstasy.
Alexandra raised herself onto an elbow. Her hair was a mess, wild curls about her face, even standing up at the top. She’d never looked more beautiful.