“I wasn’t complaining.”
“Then what did you want to say?”
She saw his Adam’s apple move as he swallowed hard. His lips parted to speak, but she already knew what he wanted, and what she was more than willing to give him.
“Let me do this,” she murmured. “Let me make amends.”
With both hands, she opened his pants and pushed them down to his ankles. Then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of his boxer briefs and slowly shoved them down too. His cock sprang free, and she reached for it, wrapping her hand around his hard root.
“Fuck!” Manus hissed.
“Shhh,” she whispered. “I’ll never hurt you again.” She dropped to her knees in front of him, bringing her head level with his hard-on. Nearly purple in color, pumped full with blood, his cock pointed right at her, the bulbous head glistening with pre-cum. She inched closer, bringing her mouth to within millimeters of his hard flesh. She could smell his heady scent now and inhaled the aroma. Heat suffused her and made her pulse race in anticipation. With her next breath, Kim wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock and slid down on him, taking him deep into her mouth.
Manus shuddered out a breath, and she reveled in the knowledge that this powerful warrior, this immortal guardian, was now at her mercy.
~ ~ ~
Manus had to brace himself at the wall with one hand, fearing his knees would buckle for the second time today. This time, the reason wasn’t blood loss from a gunshot wound but Kim’s luscious mouth. He felt as if ascending into heaven. Everything around him faded away into oblivion; only the two of them existed.
When he’d brought Kim back to her place, he hadn’t expected this to happen at all. He realized that she had lots of things to come to terms with now, lots of information to mull over. After all, it didn’t happen every day that a human found out about the existence of immortals, vampires, and demons. Yet Kim had been a real trooper, not acting hysterically like many others would have.
He’d counted on spending the night on the couch, guarding her from there. Apparently, the couch would remain unoccupied tonight. Kim was making it abundantly clear where she wanted him to spend the night: between the sheets with her, making love even more intimately than they’d done the night before. And though he knew he should stop her, not take her up on the offer for so many good reasons, he couldn’t recall a single one right now. Because her sucking him as if the world would end tomorrow had erased every sane thought from his brain.
Blow jobs were rare for him because most women shied away from it with a one-night stand. And one-night stands were all he ever did. No repeats, and certainly no relationships. But things with Kim were different.
He looked down to her kneeling in front of him, fully clothed while he was bare from the waist down. Everything about this situation screamed forbidden, yet he’d never found himself in a more tantalizing situation than he was in now. Kim’s eyes were closed while she moved her mouth up and down on him, her tongue licking the underside of his shaft, caressing him with more tenderness than he deserved. Her head bobbed up and down, back and forth, and with it, her hair bounced against his skin, catching on the hair surrounding his cock and that covering his thighs. The contact was electric.
Manus reached for her, putting his hands to cup her face. Only gently, not to force her to suck him harder but to guide her. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. The look in her eyes nearly undid him. Unbridled lust shone back at him, making his heart pound like a jackhammer and his hard-on jerk forward involuntarily, seeking her heat.
“I’ve never felt anything this good,” he said and meant it. “Oh, baby, don’t stop.”
He threw his head back, letting out a groan. He’d never had a woman taking such care of him, showing him such affection. He knew how ugly his scarred chest was; he wasn’t blind. Many women shied away from him once he was undressed, but Kim had seen him in all his ugliness. Still, she sucked him as if to worship him, as if she really wanted him.
He rocked his hips back and forth now, adding to the friction Kim was providing. But he made sure not to ram his cock into her mouth, even though he was tempted to. She didn’t deserve this, not when she was making him feel something so incredible: utter bliss. For the first time in decades, he felt free from the pain of his past. Free to allow himself to feel something again. To open his heart to another person. To love.
That thought sent a wave of heat from his chest down to his balls.
“Fuck!”
If he didn’t stop now, he’d come and shoot his seed into her mouth. And he couldn’t expect her to accept that.
“Stop, Kim, I’m gonna come.”
But Kim didn’t stop. Instead, she put one hand to his balls, kneading them, while her hand on the base of his cock gripped him tighter, her mouth sucking harder and faster.
“Damn it, Kim! I can’t stop it…”
She didn’t heed his warning. With his last ounce of willpower, he pulled his cock from her mouth just as he orgasmed. His seed shot against Kim’s chest, staining her shirt, but at least he’d avoided her face at the last second.
Breathing hard, he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up to him. He slipped one hand onto her nape. Without a word, he took her mouth and kissed her deep and long, pouring his adoration and appreciation into the kiss to tell her what he couldn’t put into words: that he was done with one-night stands and needed something more.
When he finally let go of her lips, he pressed his forehead to hers. “If that’s what I get every time you shoot me, then you have my permission to shoot me every day.”
Kim slid her hand onto his ass and pressed him to her. “I’m never gonna shoot you again, I promise.”
He drew his head back. “Are you trying to tell me that this was the last time you sucked me?”
She chuckled softly. “I can think of many reasons why I would want to suck you again, and shooting you doesn’t even make the top ten.”
Manus let out an exaggerated sigh. “Phew. I was worried there for a moment.”
Kim rolled her eyes. “Men!”