Surrendering(41)

When her head fell against the door baring her long, sleek neck to him, his fangs dropped and the desire to take her blood, making her irrevocably his was like a freight train on a collision course…almost too much to stop. Making love to her without taking her blood would take every single ounce of iron will he’d gained over the last several hundred years. He willed his fangs to recede.

He grabbed one of her legs, drawing it around his hip. He thickly commanded, “Wrap your legs around my waist.” She obeyed immediately.

He kissed his way back up to her mouth, sucking on her bottom lip and tongue before fully taking her mouth in another searing kiss. He wanted to learn every nuance that was Kate. Her hands constantly roamed his arms, shoulders, hair and chest. He loved every second of it. He wanted to do this with her every day and night for the rest of their lives.

He began to grind his pelvis against her moist center and she kept time with him. Fucking hell, he needed to be inside her. Now. The scent of her desire had his mouth watering. He could not wait to taste her, to drink from her. But not this time. There were so many things he wanted to do with this woman, he was warring with himself on where to start.

Without breaking contact with her mouth or body, he carried her over to the large king sized bed in the middle of her room and gently laid her down on the duvet. He was almost shaking now with the physical and emotional need to claim her.

Laying his larger frame over her smaller one, he forced himself to let go of her mouth and, bracing himself on his forearms, gazed down into her beautiful, unfocused, lust-glazed eyes. He wanted this woman beyond any reason. He wanted her to see his sincerity, his honesty, his overwhelming need for her.

She whispered, “Please don’t stop. God, I want you, Dev.”

He grinned ear to ear. “How could I say no when you asked so sweetly, love.”

He gave her one hard, ravenous kiss and sat up to gaze down upon her gorgeous body. He needed to slow down so he could drink in every creamy inch of her perfection and brand it into his memory. He lifted the hem of her sweater over the slight swell of her stomach and over the generous expanse of her breasts, which were encased in a sexy black lacy bra. They both quickly rid her of the offending garment. Jesus, he could hardly breathe. Words could not describe how perfectly exquisite she was. She was made completely and only for him.

“Fuck, Kate. You are perfection.” She gave him a bright, relieved smile and if he wasn’t a goner before, he surely was now. She didn’t know it yet, but she owned him, heart, body, and soul. He ran his hands up the expanse of her waist, past her ribcage until they cupped her breasts. His thumbs found her taut nipples, pinching them gently. Kate moaned, closing her eyes.

He fastened his mouth on one pert nipple, laving and sucking, flattening it out against the roof of his mouth, all the while stroking the other. Her body arched off the bed closer to him and she held his head to her breast, begging, “Please, Dev. I need you now.”

Soon, my love. Soon.

He gave the other breast equal treatment. As one hand strummed her nipple, his other moved down her body to the snap of her jeans. He deftly unbuttoned and unzipped them, pushing the stiff fabric down her legs. He reluctantly released her breast to divest her of them completely. Her took her tiny matching black panties along with them. He’d enjoy her sexy lingerie next time.

Dev ran his hands up both lean legs as he crawled slowly back up her body. When he reached her core, he spread her open, so she was completely splayed to him. Her bare pussy was weeping for his touch. She was so unbelievably sexy he damn near swallowed his tongue. Mine.

“Jesus, Kate, you are so sexy and dripping for me. I can’t wait to taste you.” He took a deep breath. “You smell like heaven.”

He felt his eyes start to glow and shut them for a few moments, willing them back to normal. He lowered his head to her treasure and took his first taste of her, taking one long lick from back to front, ending on her clit, where he flicked his tongue back and forth.

“Oh God!” Kate gasped and her hips shot off the bed. He used one arm to hold them in place, while he used the other to keep her pussy fully open to him. His tongue found her secret opening and he plunged in, drinking down her essence. He nibbled and licked his way back up to her clit, thrusting one long finger into her silken, hot sheath, followed quickly by another, pumping in and out. He leisurely savored her like an ice cream cone, ending with a light flick to her most sensitive button. She writhed underneath him, but he held her immobile. He knew he would never get enough of this woman. His woman. His cock was painfully hard, like a divining rod that had found its golden treasure. He was going out of his mind with the need to be inside her. But he wanted to savor her taste a bit longer.