As Alek listened to Roni’s words, something felt familiar. He couldn’t place his fingers on it, but something told him he should be paying more attention to the conversation going on. Though he had a hard time he could clearly detect the sound of Lanias’ blood coursing through her veins while her heartbeat pattered in his ears. He’s used up a lot of energy since losing control fighting at the bar. He now required sustenance, and he craved Lanias while his desire and hunger became one and the same.
LANIAS
Lanias staggered into the bedroom barely catching herself. Whipping around she confronted the large idiot Vampire, who was currently removing his clothes like a madman.
“You can’t be serious?” she said, slightly breathless. “I thought you said, you’d wait.”
He gave her a hard look. “You disappear without a word. I nearly killed every single person?—”
“Nearly?”
“—in that damn bar. Patience is the last thing I’m capable of right now.”’
“So, you just what? Expect me to jump into bed with you.” She pointed at the bed. “We don’t even know if it can take the damage you’re planning.”
With his shirt gone and pants unbuckled, he rushed her.
“We’ll figure it out.” Simultaneously, he scooped her up while placing quick kisses along her jaw and neck. “All I know is the sound, smell and sight of you have me over the edge.”
She laughed. “No, Vampire. It’s your lack of control that has pushed you over the edge.” Lanias managed to say before he tumbled with her down on the bed. He crawled over her, his hair loose creating a curtain of moonlight around her.
“I want you. Now, give me everything Lanias,” he commanded her. Those cool moon greys piercing.
“I thought you said you wanted to know everything first. Even the things you believe I am hiding,” she whispered, as she reached up and brushed his hair from his face. “Don’t you wish to uncover everything about me, The Witch of Secrets?”
He grabbed her hand and kissed it. Breathing her in, closing his eyes he shuddered. “I learned something during my brief moment of madness.”
“And what was that?”
“Your secrets, your lies are part of what completes you.” Lanias’ breath caught at the look in his eyes. “I will not have another minute go by with you unclaimed and distant in soul and heart from me. I cannot stand the idea of losing you because of my own wish to completely own you.”
Staring up at him silently, Lanias contemplated her choices. “I have never lied from a place of malicious intent.” She sighed, looking up at the man who was the most unplanned thing in her life. “My lies to you, my sister, Oye. Hell, even to the other Witches have always been told in effort to protect others. I hope you understand that.”
He pressed his forehead gently against her head. “I can only ask that going forward, there be no lies between us.”
Her lashes lowered, as she thought over his request. “I can only promise I will try.”
She knew he wanted more from her, but that was all she could give him right now. Lanias didn’t even know what they were. For now, she’d slot him as her close fuck buddy, and once she had time to take an emotional audit of herself later.
He sighed, a sad smile gracing his handsome features. “It will have to do.”
She pursed her lips. “Now, kiss me, Vampire King.”
“As you command, madame.”
Moving her hand to the edge of his pants, she smirked as she set them on fire. The fabric became instant ashes and did not harm his skin. Lanias bit her bottom lip, “I helped you; shouldn’t you do the same.” She glanced down at her shirt.
Raising up, he grabbed her shirt and pulled. The buttons broke like nothing; the sound of them popping turned her lustup. She reached down and pulled her skirt up bearing her thigh. “I don’t need too much help. I’m ready.”
Alek grinned, leaning down he licked along her neck. Placing a kiss against her neck, drawing back he muttered. “But I need some more help.”
Alek continued his exploration of her smooth skin. The rich brown color was so addictive to explore, not a scar in sight. He felt the back of his right-hand itch, his mark wanted to grace her body so badly.
He pressed his left hand against her stomach, loving the feel of her. He wanted to worship her. The act of kissing and tasting her was for him. It satisfied him, knowing that she was burning for him. That sweet smell filled the room, as she made small movements obviously eager for him to make the next move.
He sucked here, there and everywhere, he wanted to go lower. The more he touched her, the more he wanted to know. Her hands explored his back, her nails making demanding scratches as he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked.
The act of fucking he’d mastered. But he now wanted to master Lanias. He wanted to learn her triggers, when he placed a kiss right underneath her right breast, she reacted with a quick breath. Just that move alone had him dripping, his dick so hard it could carve wood.
