Without hesitating, she followed his demand. He fit the broad head of his cock against her and thrust inside, filling her completely and stroking over sensitive places she’d never experienced before. Alessia panted slightly, trying to regain her breath. He didn’t give her a second to recover.
Titus withdrew and pressed inside again. Going slowly now, Titus drew her attention to every thrilling sensation as he stretched her tightness for a second time. Alessia tightened her fingers on his shoulders as her eyes closed to concentrate on the pleasure he provoked.
“You feel so good, Alessia. I could get lost inside your sweet pussy.”
She nodded. He rewarded her by cupping her breast and rubbing his thumb across her nipple. A whisper escaped from her lips as she arched her chest, sounding almost like a purr. With the tip of his tongue, he traced the pulse beating along the side of her throat as he rolled his hips against her, pushing her arousal higher.
He nipped at her lightly, not breaking the skin but reminding her of his predatory nature. Alessia squeezed her inner muscles around him. His groan made her repeat the motion.
“Naughty Little mates get spanked,” he growled, grinding his hips at the end of his strokes and setting off a flurry of thrilling sensations inside as he pressed directly against her clit. She tensed around him on a hairline trigger. Holding her breath, she was afraid to move and lose the promise of pleasure that lurked so close.
“Like that idea, do you?” he teased. “Soon, Alessia.”
That threat pushed her over the cliff into a massive climax. She clung to him rocking and bouncing herself against him. The low sound that emerged from his lips as she spasmed around him made her feel powerful and desirable.
Titus wasn’t silent like her other lovers had been. He shared his pleasure with her in sounds and words. Each bit of praise and encouragement assured her he enjoyed this as much as she did. Encouraged to be brave by his response, she daringly whispered, “Daddy, more. I won’t break.”
“Fuck!” Titus bit that sensitive place where her neck and shoulder intersected. That sting of pain launched a delicious burst of delight inside her that pushed Alessia immediately into a second climax.
His thrusts quickened, driving her pleasure higher with each stroke. A repeated banging sound registered, but Alessia couldn’t concentrate on anything except the magnetic man she clung to. He sucked on her neck, sending electric pulses of pleasure through her. Alessia came over and over in his arms until her mind blocked everything out except for the exquisite delight he lavished on her.
With a roar, Titus emptied himself into her pulsing channel. His tongue soothed over her skin, and Alessia came apart again in his arms. She slumped against him. Her senses overloaded with that last climax, and she became completely boneless in his embrace. Titus rested his forehead against hers, breathing hard.
“I’m never letting you go, Alessia. You are mine!”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered. Darkness wrapped around Alessia as Titus held her securely to him. Confident of her safety for the first time in years, she abandoned herself to sleep.
Chapter
Seven
Titus winked at his mate across the bar at Nightfall the following evening. He hadn’t considered leaving her at home while he went to the nightclub. Alessia was safer with him. Her brother’s men didn’t stand a chance against a bar full of vampires. And besides, she was adorable.
“What do you mean you invent a special drink for mates?” Alessia yelled over the music as he leaned toward her.
“The named cocktail thing started with Carina, Marcus’s mate. I made up a recipe for a drink with the things she loved and named the concoction the Carina. We sell a ton of them every night,” Titus explained. “It’s tradition now. You like cognac. Do you want something with brandy as a base?”
Immediately, she shook her head. “That’s for a quiet evening drink. I need a party celebration.”
“I agree,” Carina’s upbeat voice said as she slid into the reserved spot. “Hi, I’m Carina.”
Alessia’s eyes widened as Carina grinned at her. Titus stepped in to help. “Teeth, Carina.”
“Oops!” Carina slapped her hand over her mouth. Sheclosed her eyes and wiggled as if she were concentrating intently before peeking back at Titus. “Better?” she asked, smiling at him once again.
“Perfect, Carina. I’m glad you’re here. Let me introduce Alessia,” Titus said before explaining to Alessia, “Carina comes to Nightfall frequently with Marcus, so he can keep an eye on her.”
“Oh! Hi, Carina. I’m glad to meet you. Titus was telling me about your cocktail,” Alessia said quickly. Titus noticed she looked carefully at Carina’s mouth to check for the fangs that had extended past her lips before. Alessia hadn’t reacted much to his news about being a vampire. Was that because she didn’t quite believe him or had her turbulent life made her glad to have a supernatural entity on her side?
“I love it. They had to make a ton of blackberry syrup to keep up with all the orders,” Carina said. “The Carina is so yummy! What are you going to put in Alessia’s?”
“What’s your favorite festive alcohol, Alessia?” Titus asked.
“I don’t go to parties or nightclubs. Attending unsupervised social events wasn’t allowed,” Alessia admitted. “Maybe whatever goes well with fruity stuff?”
“Let me put something together for you. Carina, do you want to try my first attempt at an Alessia too?” Titus asked.
“Yes, please!” Carina bounced on the seat with excitement.
