“Make love to me, Kaj,” she whispered, her mouth separating from his as she kissed down his jaw, his neck.
He closed his eyes, drowning in the sensual onslaught as her hands and lips caressed. As much as he wanted to slide into the warm haven of her body, Kaj knew he needed to feed first. It was the only way to ensure he could satisfy her. His own needs were secondary, but his strength was failing because he’d spent too much time in this bed.
Kaj hated to do it, but he shifted off her, rolling to his side and pulling her against him, her back to his chest.
“I need to feed,” he whispered, kissing her neck as he brushed her hair away from that delicate column.
Acadia leaned into him, her body forming to his. She tilted her head down toward the pillow, giving him the access he needed.
As desperate to taste her as he was to feed, Kaj kissed and licked her skin. “I’m going to be inside you before I’m done,” he warned.
“Yes … please, Kaj. I…” She shifted again, her ass grinding against his groin. “I want to feel you inside me.”
He growled low in his throat as his fangs shot down from his jaw. He dragged one sharpened point over her skin, licked her. When she moaned softly, he pierced her vein. Her blood was so potent it shocked his system instantly. He drank from her, his hand moving to her breast, cupping her, plucking her nipple as his body roared to life, his strength returning.
His hips began a slow grind. When she lifted her upper leg, his erection slid between her thighs, seeking the heart of her. Together, they adjusted so he could penetrate even as he fed from her vein. His fangs remained lodged inside her as her hand slid down, guiding him into her heat. His lungs ceased to work for a brief moment as her slick sex enveloped him.
“Kaj…”
His name on her lips had him refocusing. He drank her down as he rocked his hips, the head of his cock throbbing as he sank inside her.
He continued to feed even as he rolled over her, mounting her from behind. His hips were rolling on their own, pushing him inside the heavenly heat. Deeper, deeper still. He refrained from pulling out, loving the way her sex clenched around him, milking him as he sought all the pleasures her body could offer him.
As much as possible, he focused on feeding, taking from her vein while he gently rocked, careful not to tear her flesh in the process. He maintained a smooth, gentle rhythm for as long as possible. And when it became too much, he retracted his fangs, licked the wounds to seal them before he let himself go, his hips retreating before slamming forward. He growled as the sensations ripped through him, the silky heat of her overwhelming his senses.
Kaj took her then. He did his best to maintain a steady pace, to treat her with care even as his hips jerked forward.
“More, Kaj … please.”
When Acadia shifted, her hips pushing back against him, he realized what she was requesting. Making love didn’t necessarily mean being gentle and sweet, it was more a state of mind. And here, in this room, with the fire warming the air, the scent of her arousal, the softness of her body beneath his, Kaj made love to her in the way they both needed.
As minutes ticked by, positions changed. Kaj dislodged long enough to roll her onto her back so he could see her beautiful face. He drove into her again, watching as her eyes closed, a brilliant smile pulling on her mouth.
“Yes…” Her knees lifted, squeezing his hips as he drove them both higher.
When she came the first time, her body pulling taut, her sex strangling him, Kaj wanted to roar his approval. Instead, he focused on sending her over again.
More shifting, different position. Acadia on top, riding him, her smooth hands braced on his chest as she took control, driving him to insanity with the exquisite pull on his cock. Minutes passed as she took what she needed. When she orgasmed again, Kaj flipped them so she was beneath him once more. This time, he draped her legs over his forearms and let himself go. His hips were like pistons, fast and furious, as he clung to her, the electric current starting at the base of his spine and working its way up and out. His balls drew up tight, his cock pulsing as his release barreled through him. And when he came, it was with one final punch of his hips and a roar loud enough to rattle the chandelier dangling above the bed.
Careful not to suffocate her, Kaj rolled, taking her with him so she was draped over his sated body, his cock still lodged inside her.
“I’m not done with you,” he told her. “Just need a minute.”
Her laugh was so sweet, his body reignited, his cock pulsing inside her once more.
Acadia moaned as she gyrated her hips, the friction sending heat to his extremities, bringing life to those recovering nerve endings.
“I’m not done with you, either,” she whispered.
And she went on to prove it.
For hours.
Chapter Twenty
Fucking treadmill.
One would think the designers of those damn things could figure out how to make them powerful enough to keep up with a full-grown male vampire.
