I arched a brow, panting. “I want you to taste me, Robert—toreallytaste me.”
His eyes flickered. He knew what I wanted. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I trust you.” I sat back, exposing the tender flesh on my inner thigh to him. “I trust you completely.”
He lowered his head cautiously, with deliberate motion. He looked into my eyes, revealing his pointed incisors.Was I sure?He was so close that the tips of his razor-sharp fangs left behind tiny droplets of blood as they grazed my skin.
“Do it!”
He bit.
I cried out in surprise. It was gentle at the beginning, but his pressure increased as he latched onto my thigh. I gripped his shoulders, my mouth falling open in an inaudible shriek. It was thrilling, scary, and peaceful at once, a euphoric sensation I’d never be able to put into words.
His grip on my body tightened, almost dangerously, then he shoved himself away. He threw back his head and licked my blood from his lips, peering at me forebodingly with his blazing metallic eyes.
I never thought I’d be the sort of brazen woman to shriekI want you now!but there I was, doing that with absolutely no inhibition. Robert seized my ankle and pulled my body under his in one swift movement. He brought his face to mine and kissed me. I could taste my fluids on his tongue, copper and musk. And it washot.
I fumbled with the rupturing closure on his slacks frantically. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I managed to get the zipper down with my trembling fingers. I allowed myself a moment to marvel at his perfection. Robert may have been a vampire, but he was also all man.
Wrapping a hand around his thick, perfect cock, I leaned back and rubbed his tip around my throbbing entrance. Slowly, I eased him inside me. So deep, to the hilt, with our hips pressing together sharply. I wrapped my legs around his back, pulling him impossibly deeper, biting into his shoulder when the pleasure was too much.
And then he was thrusting. My body bounced and jerked and swayed, and I didn’t care how I looked or sounded as I shrieked like an opera singer, so long as he didn’t stop. And oh my God, how could that be? I was already coming, and I kept coming so damn hard, like another heartbeat was pulsating between my legs. I felt like I was in another dimension, like I couldn’t remember my own name even if someone tried to pay me a million dollars just to give them the first letter of it. My thoughts became jumbled, nonsensical, like my soul had left my body.
“Come with me!” I screamed, bucking hard against him. “Come with me now!”
His thrusting became frenzied. My mouth dropped open in ecstasy, and I held for dear life as he pumped himself into me. Our bodies tensed, then slackened. A few moments later, he slid out of me. I wanted to tell him all kinds of dirty, lovely things, but I didn’t trust my tongue to form the words properly.
He pressed his mouth against mine, sucked on my bottom lip. “You aren’t done already, are you, Olivia?”
I looked down, gasped. I must have been averygood girl in my past life. Like Gandhi kind of good. Because Robert was already hard again.
Grinning, I stroked my clit and parted my legs, an invitation for him to take me once more. As I shifted, some of his come, hot and pearlescent, flowed out of me. He scooped a hand up my thighs and then massaged between my legs, fingering his liquid back inside me.
I moaned at the naughtiness of it.
“It makes me so hard, baby, knowing that you’re filled up with me,” he rasped.
I smirked. “Maybe you should add some more, then.”
So, he did.
And it was amazing.
27
Ididn’t think my thighs were ever going to stop shaking. Sexed into blissful oblivion, we flopped on our sides to catch our breath. Well,Icaught mine. Robert, being dead, didn’t have a breath.
I couldn’t recall a single instance in my life when I’d felt more natural with a man. Which was funny, with Robert being a vampire. I’d had good sex before, but this was earth-shaking. How could I ever hope to be with a mere mortal again? It was a worry for another time, because my brain was presently mush.
I curled up against Robert, throwing an arm and leg across his magnificently chiseled torso and magnificently chiseled thighs . . . Literally everything on Robert was magnificently chiseled. Humming quietly, he stroked my hair and kissed the corners of my lips. I blinked up at the ceiling lazily. Even my eyeballs were relaxed.
“What will happen now?” I murmured.
“I was hoping you’d be with me?” He shifted under me and sat up on an elbow. “A commitment, I mean. I don’t want any woman other than you.”
“And I only want you,” I assured him. “But that’s not what I’m asking about.”
“Oh? You’re referring to me . . . No, I’m unable to impregnate any woman, human or vampire.”
