Riley let him go and trailed a finger to her lips. He saw a drop of his seed there.
“I wonder how you taste?”
He could only watch, trying to calm his heart, as she licked him, taking him inside her.
Something hot blossomed between them, a connection deeper than pleasure. He couldn’t quantify it, but he sensed it hovering.
“I don’t think you got enough to truly make an opinion,” he said when his heart stopped racing.
She remained on top of him, fully dressed, her lips ripe and her cheeks flushed. “Y-you don’t?”
“Next time, perhaps your mouth would do better to collect a sample straight from the source.” He grinned.
She grinned back. “And maybe you could put that mouth to work.”
“Ah,Liebling,I can’t wait.”
Riley leaned closer to him and put a sharp nail at the base of his throat. A threat and a promise. Or, as Kraft was coming to think of it, a prelude to foreplay. “This, whatever it is between us, is just sex.”
“Not yet, but soon.”
“Yeah, well.” Her cheeks turned pink. “Keep it between us, vampire. I’m not here to serve the masses, you know. I’m making a huge exception for you.”
“Say my name and I will, Riley.”
“Kraft,” she snarled.
“Ah, the love I feel, it’s so warm.” He glanced down at himself, then centered on her crotch. “And wet.”
“And frustrated.” She leaped off him and whisked a sheet over his body just as the door slammed open. “Come on in, why don’t you?” she said to Orion, who stared from Kraft to her and gave a wide smile.
“Oh, sorry. Am I interrupting?”
“No,” she said at the same time Kraft said, “Yes.”
“Mormo wants a status update. Said to stop screwing around and get to work.” Orion winked.
“Which vampire are you?” Riley asked.
“Orion. The vrykolakas. The strongest of the clan.”
“Please. That would be me.” Kraft would have left the bed to clean up but Riley’s glower when he moved had him lying still. Did she not want Orion to see his seed all over his belly? To know that Riley had gotten him to such an excited state? A clear compliment on Riley’s behalf, though perhaps she didn’t see it that way. Magir could be odd about sex and intimacy.
So he kept himself covered, though his kin could likely smell the scent of sex in the room.
“Kraft will come along shortly,” Riley said, taking charge.
He wondered if she knew how often she tried bossing others around. It came naturally to her, he could tell. Part of him liked her telling him what to do. No female had ever done that before except for Hecate, and she didn’t count.
But he really wanted to turn the tables and dominate his pretty berserker until she begged him for ease.
“I didn’t need to see that,” Orion said though he didn’t bother to look away from the tenting sheet covering Kraft.
Riley flushed. “I’ll wait out there.”
“No,” Orion said, his grin fading. “You’ll do best to wait in here, lycan. Everyone is up and in the living room.” He directed his next comment to Kraft. “The cat is back.”
“Ah.”
