Right before he comes, he stops me, bringing me to my feet again. I turn around, looking behind me as he lines himself up, and enters me from behind. I cry out in pleasure, holding onto the railing as he fucks me. He brings one hand to my front, fingers gently moving over my clit in rhythm to his thrusts. It doesn’t take long before I come again, and this time, if it wasn’t for him holding onto me, I could have fallen.
He gives me a moment to catch my breath and then moves back to the bench. I straddle him, sinking all the way down so his cock fills every inch of me. Tightly wrapping my arms around him, I move my hips in a circular motion. He grips me tight and bends his legs up, hitting me at a new angle.
“I’m so close,” I pant, letting him know, though I’m sure he can tell. My body tenses and I dig my nails into his skin, moaning loudly as I come. He comes too, fangs pressing into my neck. The pain paired with pleasure intensifies the orgasm and my entire body shudders. Xavier sucks a mouthful of blood as his cock pulses inside me.
“Holy shit,” I breathe, collapsing against him. He keeps his mouth over the bite wound for another minute and then puts hisfingers on it, applying pressure to help the little punctures clot faster. We stay locked together, and I rest my head against him, eyes falling shut. Xavier runs his fingers up and down my back, and if it wasn’t for the damn bugs, I could happily fall asleep here, naked on his lap in the middle of the garden.
“Let me bring you inside,” he whispers and carefully helps me up. We both get redressed and he holds my hand all the way inside.
“All my stuff,” I start, heading toward the kitchen so I can get a drink. “It’s in your room?”
“Our room,” he corrects. “You are my wife and now that we’ve consummated this relationship, I assumed you’d want to share a bed with me.”
I let out a snort of laughter. “Sorry, that was just so formal. And yes, I do. I like being next to you. I feel safe.”
“You are safe when you’re next to me.”
Smiling, I get a drink and then we go upstairs so I can shower. Xavier kisses me and says he’ll be back in a few; he has to do something for work. It’s the middle of the night, but it’s prime business hours for vampires.
I brush my teeth after I shower, still feeling relaxed and satisfied from sex. With the towel still wrapped around my hair, I get into bed, prepared to finally lay down and mindlessly scroll.
“Knock-knock. Are you decent?”
I look up and see Theo standing in the doorway.
“Xavier is downstairs working,” I reply.
“I know. I came to see you.”
I purse my lips. “What do I owe the pleasure?”
“I wanted to tell you that you’re a fucking idiot sometimes, but,” he pauses and glares at me. “I admire your bravado. You put yourself at risk for the sake of the family today.”
“Wait. Can you repeat that?”
“Of course: you’re a fucking idiot.”
“No, the second part.”
Theo makes a face. “I said what I said. Once.”
I tap the side of my head. “I’m going to replay it over and over and make an entry in my diary: on a warm Friday night in early June Theo Malus gave me a compliment.”
“You’re so immature.”
“Takes one to know one.”
He flips me off and leaves the room.
Chuckling to myself, I turn off the light and settle down into bed. I’m still mindlessly scrolling when Xavier comes into the room, moving silently.
“You’re still up,” he notes, stripping out of his clothes.
“I was watching abandoned amusement park videos. My white whale is hunting monsters at one of these places. It would be so fun!”
“I really like your idea of fun,” he says seriously and climbs into bed next to me. “Are you hungry?”
“I don’t feel like making anything.”
