Chapter 16 Ruby
Ruby
On some level I knew that my request was selfish, knowing how Cassie felt about me.
Well, actually I didn’t know how she felt about me at all, I just knew that her vampire was convinced that we were mates.
It wasn’t like she had a choice in the matter.
But how could I think about a future with this woman?
We scarcely knew each other. It wasn’t like there’d been any declarations of love between us or anything.
But even as I thought that I realized I was kidding myself.
I was already half in love with her. At least I thought I was.
I’d never been in love before, but I was pretty sure what I felt qualified.
Maybe if I could burn off some of this lust I felt, I could think more clearly.
Right now I was a horny mess. After spending a few days in close proximity with Cassie I couldn’t make an informed decision about anything.
Cassie’s hands came up to my face, holding my head in place as her lips crashed against mine.
When we kissed before, I’d taken the lead, but this time I wasn’t the one in charge.
I felt a little bite of fang as Cassie nipped at my lower lip, demanding entrance.
I opened with a sigh, and her tongue swooped in, dominating my mouth.
I moaned deep in my throat, wrapping my arms around her waist to pull her even closer. Our bodies were plastered against each other, not even a millimeter of space between us. I loved this, loved the feeling like we were so connected that I couldn’t tell where one of us started and the other ended.
Cassie’s hands left my face, moving to my shoulders to push my jacket off before she grabbed the hem of my shirt.
When it got caught between us she made a growling sound that raised the hair on my neck, then I heard something rip.
I pulled back, realizing that her fingernails were now sharp and elongated and that she’d torn my shirt right off my body.
“I liked that shirt,” I protested.
“Do you like the pants?” she shot back. “Because if so, you’d better get them the fuck off.”
There was something different about Cassie now. Like the veneer of polite professionalism was gone, leaving behind a combination of dominance and eagerness.
I made quick work of kicking off my shoes and pants, leaving me standing there in just my underwear and socks.
Cassie’s eyes dropped to my chest, staring at the small swells of my breasts beneath the bra I was wearing.
While she was distracted I shoved her omnipresent leather jacket to the floor.
It landed with a clunk, no doubt due to the myriad of weapons that I knew she carried in the pockets.
Keeping her eyes on me, Cassie unclasped my bra, then shoved my panties down my hips. I shimmied them the rest of the way off, then toed off my socks, leaving me completely naked before her.
“Aren’t you going to get undressed?” I asked.
I was so excited I could feel the slickness of my arousal trickling down my inner thighs.
Cassie shook her head, her gaze traveling the length of my body, intense enough that it felt like a touch.
“Beautiful,” she breathed, so much reverence in her tone that I knew she was telling the truth.
She took a step back, the flopped onto the closest bed. “I want to taste you, Ruby. Ride my face.”
“What?” I squeaked.
I’d never ridden anyone’s face in my life.
She raised one impatient eyebrow. “Come on, hop on up here.”
I walked closer and when I was standing next to the bed, Cassie jackknifed up, grabbed my waist, and pulled me onto the bed before I realized her intention. My knees were on the bed on either side of her head, giving her a bird’s eye view of my pussy.
I had a moment of embarrassment before Cassie lifted her head, licking along my seam with one long stroke that made me forget about everything else. She licked me again, and on the third pass her tongue slid between my pussy lips.
“Mmm,” she moaned. “You taste even better than I imagined.”
I was still holding myself above her head, trying desperately to maintain control, but Cassie tugged me down until I was fully seated on her face.
“There you go,” I heard her mumbled against my folds. “Hold on, baby. I’m going to make you see stars.”
From anyone else that would have sounded cheesy, maybe a little arrogant, but not from Cassie.
With her elongated nails pressing into the skin of my hips, she began to eat me out in earnest, her tongue swiping me from top to bottom, paying extra attention to my clit on every pass.
It was swollen and sensitive, throbbing in time with my heartbeat.
When I glanced down Cassie’s eyes were almost completely red, letting me know that her vampire was close to the surface. I wasn’t afraid though. I knew she wouldn’t hurt me.
Cassie released one of my hips, her hand snaking upward to find my breast. She snagged my nipple between her fingers, pinching me hard enough that I cried out.
The zing of pain quickly turned to pleasure as she teased my nipple into a hard peak, then gave the other one the same treatment, leaving them aching.
Meanwhile her tongue slid inside me, licking along my inner walls.
Any embarrassment I’d felt about being in this position was long gone.
My entire body was focused on pleasure, on the burning need for release.
I ground myself shamelessly against her face, seeking more pressure, chasing the orgasm that hovered just out of reach.
My system was on overload, waves of arousal flooding my body.
All my thoughts left my brain, leaving me one hundred percent focused on what was happening in this bed.
I always held back a little bit during sex, never able to completely let go, but here in this room with the woman who called me her mate, I felt safe enough to let down my guard and just enjoy what was happening.
Cassie released my nipple, finding my clit again. When she pressed her thumb against it, sliding it against the bone beneath, I jolted like I’d touched a live wire.
“Cassie! I’m so close!” I cried out.
Usually it took me a while to climax, even on my own, but not this time. It was like Cassie knew exactly where to touch me, where to lick me, how much pressure to give, to send me over the edge.
She continued fucking me with her tongue while pinching my clit between her fingers. And when Cassie dug her claws into my hips just hard enough that I knew she’d leave a mark, I completely lost control.
“Cassie!”
All I could do was gasp her name and wrap my fingers around the top of the bedframe as a powerful orgasm hit me. I ground myself against her face, prolonging the pleasure while Cassie continued to lick and pinch and squeeze me like she had all the time in the world.
The tremors in my body slowed, but still she kept going, ramping me up again until I was a quivering, babbling mess.
The second orgasm caught me by surprise, somehow harder and deeper than before.
I heard a scream and realized it was me vocalizing the depths of my pleasure.
Had I ever screamed during sex before? I was pretty sure I hadn’t.
Cassie slowed her movements and when I finally got back in control of myself, I was pretty sure I’d forgotten how to breathe. I released a gasp as air finally returned to my lungs in a whoosh. Panting, I fell on the bed next to Cassie, my entire body still shaking.
She rolled over to her side, propping her head up on her palm and giving me a look that told me she was pretty pleased with herself. And well she should have been, given that I’d never come so hard in my life. Twice. I was way too sated to be embarrassed about how I’d acted.
“Are you okay there?” she asked after a few minutes, her tone amused, and maybe a bit smug.
“I will be,” I panted. “When I catch my breath.”
I stared up at the ceiling, having the sensation of every cell in my body somehow rearranging itself.
Cassie stroked my belly almost idly and when I finally could form words and breathe at the same time, I rolled to face her.
“How was it?” she asked.
“I think you know the answer to that,” I said, giving her a pointed look.
“Yeah, but a girl can never hear often enough that she’s good in bed.”
“Oh, you’re good in bed,” I reassured her. “Master level. But there’s only one problem.”
“What?”
“I didn’t reciprocate.”
“You don’t have to…” she started.
“Oh, you’re very wrong about that,” I interrupted.
In a flash I’d pushed her onto her back, draping myself over her and lowering my head to give Cassie a long, deep kiss. I could taste myself on her lips.
“I love kissing you,” she said softly.
I felt something then, a sensation of contentment that I knew wasn’t me. It was Cassie. Was this the mate bond forming?
“Same here.”
I pushed up onto my knees and dragged her shirt off. Cassie sat up long enough to pull her sports bra off, somehow looking more graceful in its removal than I ever could.
Lowering myself to my belly, one of my legs between hers, I took a few seconds to stare at her breasts.
They were small and round and perfect, and I couldn’t resist closing my lips around the closest tip.
As I drew on her breast, I slowly moved my hand downward to work the zipper of her dark wash jeans.
Once I’d got them open I shifted again, dragging off her pants, then taking my time removing her panties.
“These are soaked,” I said as I touched the fabric.
I couldn’t resist bringing them up to my nose, inhaling her scent.
Cassie’s hips rolled upwards and she made a breathy little sound, her eyes blown so wide I could easily see the red-tinged whites.
Her fangs were fully descended, pressed against her lips, which had turned blood red against her pale white skin.
Watching her physical transformation was fascinating.
I knew it was less dramatic than an animal shifter, but it was still impressive.
I settled on my side, one leg thrown over Cassie’s, my fingers moving up to her apex.
I dipped between her pussy lips, spreading her arousal while I lowered my head to focus on her breasts.
I left little bites around the fleshy part, then circled her nipples with my tongue, all the while stroking my way through her folds.
Circling her opening, I slid one finger inside her body, then quickly added a second, feeling her muscles stretch around me. I stroked my fingers in and out, slowly at first, then picking up speed as I continued to worship her incredible breasts with my mouth.
Cassie pressed on the back of my head, holding me close to her breast while her hips rolled up and down, meeting my fingers stroke for stroke.
I rotated my hand, curling my fingers inside her, searching for her G spot.
When I found it, I rubbed against it while simultaneously pressing down on her clit with my thumb.
It was then that she finally let go, coming with a shout.
Her back arched off the bed, the unexpected motion knocking my head off her breast. I leaned back to watch her face as she came.
Her eyes were closed, her bottom lip snagged between her teeth, and she was making little whining noises as she rolled against my hand and rode the waves of her pleasure.
With her blonde hair spread out on the pillow and the look of ecstasy on her face she took my breath away.
She was so beautiful. So responsive. So mine.
My eyes widened as I realized how attached I was to her already. It was like an invisible string drawing us closer together. Maybe it was love. Maybe it was the mate bond. Maybe it was the post-sex endorphins, but I knew in this moment that I wasn’t done with her. Maybe I’d never be.
Cassie’s eyes snapped open, as if she could hear my thoughts, her gaze snagging mine. We just stared at each other for what felt like hours, something passing between us that couldn’t be spoken. Not yet.
I knew the truth then. I wasn’t ready to admit it to her or anyone else, but I knew deep in my soul that I’d never be able to let this woman go. We were opposites in almost every way, but somehow we just fit like two pieces of a puzzle.
I might not have been looking for a long-term relationship, but I was going to have one now. I just needed to figure out how to make it work while still focusing on my soccer career. And we needed to find whoever was threatening me.
We weren’t free to be together right now, not the way either of us would want to be. She was still my bodyguard, and there was still some crazy person with a grudge against me and the rest of the International Games team. We needed to stay vigilant, not get all wrapped up in a romance.
But sooner or later, I’d have to share my feelings with Cassie.
It wasn’t right to keep her guessing. I needed to woman up, take the plunge into a long-term relationship, and figure out how to make this work.
There was no way I could deny her what she really wanted.
What I really wanted. Not after tonight.