Sounds of pleasure and skin slapping against skin filled the room, but I relished it all. I was a starving and dehydrated man suddenly faced with an oasis, and I wanted to fulfill our needs so thoroughly that we’d never want for anything ever again.
Except I also knew that was impossible, because I could never stop wanting Naomi. I’d never expected something like this to happen when I first met her, but I never wanted to let it go.
Ever.
My own orgasm tried to overtake me almost immediately, and there was only so long I could stay ahead of the surge. But Ineededto feel Naomi clamp down around me before I erupted.
Gripping her hips harder, I shifted us slightly so I could get deeper. The head of my cock brushed against that perfect spot I knew would make her shudder.
“Fuck,Rowan!”
Bullseye. When I was sure she was lost to the feelings and sensation, I lowered my head and finally caught one of those perfect, pink nipples in my mouth.
The moan she let out was just as perfect.
God, I loved every sound she made.
I swirled my tongue around it, and even gently grazed my fangs against the sensitive bud. And that, along with the changedangle, seemed to be the code to unlock exactly what I was seeking.
“Oh my god, Rowan!Rowan!”
The way she called my name was unlike anything else I’d ever heard, and then she was clamping down on me with what should have been a painful amount of force but instead sent undiluted pleasure all the way up my spine. Somewhere between sticking a fork in an electrical socket and ascending to a higher plane of existence, I came so hard that I could only grit my teeth and hang on for dear life. Ecstasy tore through me like it didn’t have a care in the world for what it left behind. I was rent in twain, then stitched back together. Undone and reforged.
How had I never known it could be like this?
By the time it ended, I was run ragged and barely holding on, but the way Naomi’s pussy milked me caused little aftershocks to rock through me over and over again, echoes of revelation.
Somehow, I managed to last until Naomi rode out the rest of her climax. Once she was done, I collapsed to the side. We lay there, soaking in the quiet after the war against that very silence we’d just finished fighting.
“That was…” Naomi murmured breathlessly.
“Yeah,” I agreed.
With a little bit of shuffling, I got my arm under her and pulled her to my side. She rested her damp head on my chest. While I couldn’t sweat any longer, I appreciated the warmth and vitality of hers as we cuddled in the dark.
Naomi and I dozed on and off for a while. I wasn’t able to truly sleep, as I wasn’t in my coffin, but I drifted listlessly through the peaceful moments.
Never had I expected for our date to go how it had, but now that we were in theafterpart of things, I wouldn’t have changed any part of it.
It still boggled my mind to think that she was as much of a mythical creature as I, and that she also had been forced to be an outsider in her own community. How could they not see the gorgeous, witty woman for the incredible being that she was? I had no idea, but it made me feel a bit less worthless about my own alienation.
“Penny for your thoughts?”
I glanced down at my chest, loving the way Naomi’s sun-kissed skin looked juxtaposed to my complete lack of melanin, and saw that her lovely, green gaze was dreamily resting on me.
“Just reflecting on how we got here,” I answered, lifting my hand to stroke her hair. During our date it had been far too impeccably styled to do that, but now that it had been thoroughly tousled, I seized the opportunity. It was just as soft as I knew it would be, and I gently worked out what tangles there were from our… let’s saycalisthenics.
“It’s kind of crazy, isn’t it?”
I nodded. “Mutual deception might not always be the best launching point for a relationship, but given the circumstances, I don’t think either of us blames the other.”
“Relationship?”
I froze mid-hair stroke. “Sorry, perhaps some old-fashioned verbiage there.”
“No, no, I didn’t mean that,” she said quickly before pushing herself up and looking down at me. “I was just checking if we were on the same page.”
“And which page is that?”
