Chapter 19 Kayla #2
One thought sprang immediately to mind, something I’d never been able to do.
I met his gaze square on. “I think I need to fight,” I said.
“I’ve never had battle magic but one of those vampires just tried to kill me, and I think I need to join your war and help end your enemies.
I like you and your brother, and I support his reign.
I’d like to be able to do that now. I thought some of the grimoires in your library might be able to help me with the lack of battle magic, actually.
I mean, I’ve pretty much embraced the dark arts already, and now I’m undead so…
I should be okay to learn it all, right? ”
He nodded, his expression thoughtful as he dealt with the spent fire extinguisher.
“As long as you’re kept safe and no harm comes to you, I’ll teach you what you need to know to defend yourself as a vampire.
We can pick up the rest of the witch stuff as we go along.
I don’t know how witches learn their magic, though — that’s something you’ll need to teach me.
” He approached me and perched at the edge of the bed and I patted the space next to me as I wriggled to lie down again.
“Come and lie next to me,” I murmured.
When he moved, I continued my demands.
“Hold me, please.”
He wrapped his arms around me. “Gladly.”
I buried his nose in my hair.
“I almost lost you. I feel so lucky you’re still here.”
“Thank you.” He’d saved my life and gratitude filled my chest. I hadn’t been sure I wanted him to turn me, but he’d made exactly the right decision.
I definitely still wanted to be here, like this, with Sebastian, lying in his arms.
He looked down at me, and I pressed my lips against his, the touch soft but earnest. His fingers wove into my hair, and he cradled the back of my head as he pressed closer to me, his lips playing more urgently across mine as his tongue requested entry to my mouth.
I sighed at the pleasure of having him so close, and cupped his face in my hands as I probed forward with my tongue, sliding it carefully up the edge of one of his fangs. He groaned.
That was a pleasure I still needed to explore more fully.
“Stay right there.” Sebastian shifted his weight, moving away from me.
Except not away. He moved down my body, until he pressed my thighs apart with his hands.
I sucked in a breath and held it, everything still, the room quiet. There was no need to ask what he was doing. It was exactly what I wanted him to do.
When he pressed his lips to my inner thigh, I sighed, my breath escaping between my parted lips as I closed my eyes and pressed my head farther back into the pillow.
Just the promise of where his head was… I tangled my fingers into his hair this time, my body moving before I even thought about where to put my hands.
His tongue trailed over my skin, and I wanted to inch down toward him, to encourage his kisses where I wanted them most. But he teased me, his fingers grasping my thighs to hold me as he wanted me, his mouth caressing a slow path higher.
It was exquisite torture, and I waited, hanging in the moment he’d created.
Because it was like my body, my pleasure, was the only thing that mattered to him right then, and that knowledge set a fire burning inside me.
His focus was absolute, and I let go, relaxing into the experience and finding my pleasure through him, in every touch of his lips and tongue and every warm breath that skated over my skin.
“Beautiful,” he murmured, and the reverence of his praise warmed me further—and I believed him.
Anticipation prickled through me as he drew closer to my clit, and I writhed a little against the sheets, keeping my eyes closed as I reached for our bond and checked in with my body. I wanted this. I was ready.
Before his mouth touched me, one of his fingertips pressed against my entrance, nudging the sensitive skin there, and my lips parted in a small gasp as a wave of sudden pleasure crashed through me.
Then his mouth was on me, licking a delicate line from his finger to my clit, and I held myself still, letting him tease me with his gentle touches. And I wanted so much more.
“Oh.” My sound was part moan, part whimper, but all appreciation for the sensations he was evoking inside me with his clever mouth and tongue.
I’d never anticipated this type of pleasure. Not with the life I’d needed to live, but Sebastian was just so… sexy, talented, amazing… unexpected. The words bombarded me, but I didn’t have the capacity to voice them as he sucked my clit into his mouth and I pressed against him, seeking more.
His tongue flicked over it and I moaned my pleasure again so he repeated his action until I couldn’t control my breathing, and the more I tried to steady myself, the more difficult it grew as sensation started to overwhelm me.
Thought was gone from my head, and I fully surrendered to Sebastian, his scent of the sea filling my lungs and drowning me in him.
I no longer had control of my body. My pleasure rose high like a wave about to crash over me.
Then it did, sweeping away the last of my abilities to breathe and think, and my body took over, tensing and tightening as Sebastian moved his finger inside me.
He slowed his movements, easing me back into the space we shared, and I sighed a sound of contentment.
He laughed. “That was a nice noise.”
I shrugged, the movement languorous as all of my muscles relaxed. “Well, that was very nice.”
He chuckled again before kissing the inside of my thigh one last time and returning to lie beside me.
“Hello.” I turned to him and captured his lips, our kisses softer now.
Thoughts of returning the favor sifted through my mind, but Sebastian seemed in no hurry to change positions again, so for now, I just lost myself in the kiss of the man who’d saved my life in more ways than I could probably count.
The man I was mated to forever.