The Red Lily (Vampire Blood #2)(51)

She still didn't move, seeming to try and process what he wanted. "I don't think that's the best position for someone who has never-"

"Shh." He took her wrists in a firm but gentle grip and planted her hands on the windowsill, sliding his hands up her arms. "Do you trust me, sweetheart?" he whispered in her ear.

"Yes," came her swift reply.

Flattening a palm between her shoulder blades he eased her down and slid his hand to the small of her back, her auburn hair falling over one pale shoulder.

"Bloody hell," he growled. "You're so beautiful."

Then he was on his knees with his mouth on her sex, sinking his tongue inside her. She screamed. Her legs flexed and straightened. He held them wide and licked her senseless, glorying in the soft whimpers filling the chamber as he readied her to take all of him. He rolled his tongue and suckled her tight bud. She moaned, arching her spine to give him more.

"That's my sweetheart." He flicked his tongue back and forth, relishing her soft mewling sounds. "Give me what I want." He opened his mouth wide and sucked hard, laving with his tongue till she bucked and cried out with her climax.

Before she could even come down, he swept her up and into his arms, carried her to the bed, and laid her on her back. Too much in a hurry to get his straining cock inside her, he stripped his pants and edged his knees onto the bed between her thighs. Her gaze, half lidded, sultry and hungry for more, watched him grip his full cock in hand. She scooted back and widened her legs.

"You shouldn't look at me that way," he said, leaning on one arm and slicking the head of his cock in her wet folds.

Her eyes rolled back, then she looked up and licked her sumptuous lips, gripping his bare shoulders bunched with tension.

"What way is that?"

"Like you want this inside you more than anything in the world." He rocked forward a little, giving her an inch of him.

She let her mouth fall open on a gasp. "But what if it's true? What if I do want you more than anything?"

"Fucking hell, woman." He slid in another inch and locked his muscles tight when her eyes widened in pain.

The beast inside of him roared in triumph, banging on its cage, trying to claw its way out so it could show her who she belonged to. Sweat broke out all over his body as he reined it in, holding back the monster that hid from the world. Especially from her.

"You can drink from me … " she offered, baring her neck. "If you want to."

God, how he wanted to. He knew she wanted the elixir to dull the pain. That was to be expected. But he would have none of that their first time, nothing to cloud her vision or put a haze between them.

"Not until I make you mine. I'll have your mind clear and lucid. It will hurt, but-"

"Enough," she commanded, rolling her hips up. "Take me, Nikolai."

He pushed in another inch. Her mouth formed the perfect O as she scraped her fingernails down his chest to his abdomen. He could've broken through with his fingers last night and made this intrusion less painful, but the beast and the vampire wanted to take her virginity with his cock, piercing and marking her in the most primal way possible.

"Look at me, Sienna."

She did, her eyes dilated and dazed, her mouth open and panting, her body open and waiting for him.



       
         
       
        

He kissed her deep, till she was matching him with desperate strokes of the tongue. Then he pushed home, burying himself deep, her body tight and slick around him. He swallowed her cry as she dug her fingernails into his shoulders. The prickling pain only made him harder. Thick and throbbing. But he held still, letting her body adjust to his.

He pressed his sweat-slick chest to hers, savoring the feel of her full breasts against him. "Use your claws, sweetheart," he said, pulling out gently and thrusting slow on a languid glide. "Use whatever you need."

He pulled out and pumped deep, circling his pelvis when he was flush against her, his thick girth stretching her. The scent of her virginal blood filled his nostrils, marking him in a way that shattered him. A primal need surged within his breast, so powerful it rocked through his body just as he rocked inside of hers-to protect, to keep, to cherish, to worship this woman at all costs. His own mortality suddenly seemed to be tied to her. If anything should happen to this precious, beautiful woman, it would surely kill him.

"Kiss me, Nikolai," she begged.

He needed to be closer. Banding his arms around her waist, he squeezed her close and rocked up, sitting back on his knees. He loosened his hold and she sank down onto his rigid cock, her breath slipping out on a whimper. Threading his fingers through her hair, he cupped the back of her skull and devoured her lips. In their eagerness, she flicked her tongue over a fang, pricking it deep. On a long moan, she stroked her tongue into his mouth, letting him suck the sweetness of her inside of him. As it slid down his throat, knowing she'd gotten a drop of his elixir, she pumped her hips up and down, trying to meet his tempo.