Obsidian fought the urge to slip into her mind to see where she was headed with this.
“You said you couldn’t lie to me.”
“And I can’t.”
“Tell me how old you are, Obsidian,” she whispered, her eyes imploring.
“I had my two thousandth birthday in June.”
Her eyes flared briefly. “Two thousand. Wow. You lookreallygood for an antique.”
“Does it scare you?”
Penelope shook her head. “Not even a little. I think you’re the one who said age is just a number.”
She reached for his shirt and he rose, allowing her to tug it off and toss it to the floor.
Before he relieved her of her clothing, Obsidian figured he ought to fill her in on a few more details. This time, he rolled so that she was straddling his hips, looking down at him.
“One of theheurospis going to stop by in a minute,” he explained. “To see if we need anything.”
Penelope reached for the button on his jeans, his breath slamming out of his lungs in a rush. When she continued by lowering the zipper, Obsidian fought to fill his lungs again.
“Perhaps you should let them know we’re busy,” she whispered, dismounting before stripping off her shirt and tossing it aside.
Not intending to miss out, he shoved his jeans down, managed to kick his boots off, then freed himself from the denim before she returned. And when his naked female climbed back on top of him, covering his body with hers and sealing her lips to his, Obsidian knew he was finally right where he belonged.
Hands roamed as tension thickened in the air between them. But that was nothing compared to the elation that consumed him when she sank down on his cock, taking him deep inside her. Obsidian hissed, his fangs shooting out of the roof of his mouth as an immeasurable hunger ignited within. She was so fucking hot riding him, it took more willpower than he possessed to remain there, watching her take her pleasure from him, but somehow he managed.
Not for long, though.
His need for her was too great, proven when he reached for her, yanking her down atop him as he gripped her hips, held her in place, and thrust into her from beneath. He loved how she felt laid out over him, surrounding him, all her soft, smooth skin touching him.
“Obsidian!”
When she came suddenly, it stripped him of all control. His hips shot upward as he came in a rush.
“You’re breathing hard this time,” Penelope whispered, her body relaxed as she remained laid out over him, her soft lips caressing his neck.
“Caught me off guard,” he admitted, kissing the top of her head, brushing all that silky hair to one side.
He heard the code being keyed into the panel, knew aheurospwas coming to check in, ensure they had what they needed.
“They’re here, aren’t they?”
“Will be in a second, yes.”
She lifted up, smiled. “Mind if I clean up?”
“If you promise to come back naked.”
Her eyes narrowed.
“Fine. But I have every intention of keeping you naked for longer next time.”
As she strutted toward the bathroom a minute later, Obsidian admired her, then dropped his head back to the bed. Already, he was hard and aching for her again. It was intensifying, slowly but surely. Then again, the coming days, weeks, months were going to get brutal for both of them. Pain in the form of intense sexual longing was going to descend until Obsidian sank his fangs in her vein, fed from her. Only then would it ease up.
But even that reprieve would be temporary.
