30. Selene
Chapter 30
Selene
I feel the heat explode through me as I clench around his tongue. Oh, my fucking heavens! Nothing has ever felt like this before.
I feel how slick I am as he pushes his fingers into me once again.
I clench.
I am grinding down against his face, hoping that I don’t black out. Lights are bursting behind my eye lids and all I can hear are his appreciative moans as he continues to lick me.
The tremors, this time, take a little longer to subside.
I am sweaty as he lifts himself up, pushing my thighs apart to stare at me.
“How was that, Selene?”
Intense. Perfect. Everything.
“Fuck!” I moan. Instead of replying, I struggle to get up and scoot next to him.
He smiles as I run my hands over his body. I knew he had a great body, but he is also well defined.
When I slip my fingers under his shirt, he shivers.
“Why are your fingers cold?” he asks.
“I can never get warm enough,” I smile, pulling him in and brushing my lips on the exposed skin.
He smells delicious, like clean air and pine. And he tastes even better.
I work on unbuttoning his shirt as he’s kicking off his pants. Within seconds, he stands before me in just his black boxers stretching over his massive cock.
I have never seen a naked man, let alone a naked wolf, and some part of me rejoices that my first happens to be with him.
My voice is scratchy as I lock eyes with him. “Can I?”
He nods.
I drag my fingers over the wolf tattoo he has on his shoulder, moving lower. I trace the hair he has on his chest before tracing his nipples.
Then I move lower, dragging my nails over his taut stomach and abs.
His body is a wonderland.
Finally, eyes locked, I rub gently over the stretched fabric.
He inhales sharply.
“I am sorry,” I say, pulling my fingers away.
He reaches out and takes my hand. “No. You did not hurt me. I am just- you have no idea how hard I am trying not to come right now.”
I smile at that.
Then he helps me up and takes my bra and panties off me, tossing them aside. His eyes are blazing as he slides his hands over my body.
I moan when he cups my breasts and then squeezes.
“You are perfect,” he moans before leaning down and taking one into his mouth. The moment he pulls my nipple into his mouth, I feel all thoughts coagulate into one.
Need.
I need Liam.
“Fuck me,” I whisper. It is a reverence, a plea.
He smiles, grazing his teeth on my nipple before moving to the next.
I am breathless as I let him explore me.
I am slick between my thighs, feeling the effects of the orgasms he has given me so far.
Then he gently lays me back on the bed.
“Okay, vampire. I will fuck you.” He can barely hide the grin on his face as his thumbs slide into the waistband of his boxers and push them down.
I gasp.
Like every other part of Liam, he is big here, too. His cock is huge, veiny, and glistening at the top.
There is a bit of swelling just before the balls, which I don’t remember seeing in my biology textbooks.
Then he groans as he wraps a hand around himself and strokes.
Oh no!
He grows harder, longer, girthier.
There is no fucking way he is going to fit inside me.
His teeth are gleaming in the light as he licks his lower lip.
“Can I touch you?” I whisper.
I am scared and turned on at the same time.
He does not respond; he just moves closer to me. When he lets go of his cock, it bobs proudly, standing at attention.
I reach out and wrap one hand around the head.
He hisses. “Selene, you’ll make me come if you do that.”
“Sorry,” I smile as I slide my fingers over the top, down the shaft, to the swelling above his balls, and then to his balls that seem to hang low and heavy. He must read the question in my reverent touch because, through gritted teeth, he explains.
“That’s my knot. When I mate with my partner,” (the wolf part he does not mention, but it is obvious by the way he looks away) “then I slide all the way into her. When I do, I can come, and the knot swells, making sure no cum can leave. It is mostly for breeding.”
“Oh!” I whisper. I hate the sudden ache in my chest at the thought of him fucking someone else.
“Do vampires have mates?” he asks.
“No. We sleep with whoever we want.” I am still stroking him lazily as I continue to explain. “We do have pure-bloods though.”
“Oh fuck!” he moans as I massage his balls. I smile.
I like that I have this effect on him.
“What does that mean?”
“Pure-bloods are born of vampires whose bloodlines are pure. Like me. I am a pure-blood. If I were to fuck another pure-blood, then we’d give birth to a pure-blood vampire.”
“Oh. How many of you are there?” he asks.
“Not a lot. Most vampires are humans that have been turned. They can’t breed.”
He understands the implication of that. We are few and far between, and he and his little council have so much to do with that.
“Selene…”
The way he says my name, so fucking gentle tugs at something in me.
“No. This is not a history lesson,” I slide my fingers over his head and then rub his slit with my thumb. “Are you going to fuck me or not?”
This night has given me emotional whiplash, but I am not lying when I say I want to have sex with Liam. I have thought about it too many times to ignore, and us talking about anything else is just delaying the inevitable.
His kind hates my kind.
Maybe tomorrow, he’ll wake up, and all his instincts will be honed back to wanting me dead.
Maybe he will even try to kill me.
For tonight, I don’t care.
Tonight, all I want is him.
He cups my cheek before leaning in to kiss my cheek. “Lie down.”
I can barely fight the smile on my lips as I do just that.
He slides his fingers into my hair and then traces over my body before sliding between my legs.
“Fuck, you are so wet for me.”
I moan when he rubs over my clit. “Liam, please.”
We are both ignoring the consequences of what we are about to do. Instead, I watch as he leans over to dig for his wallet before grabbing a gold foil.
A condom.
“But…” I protest.
His cheeks turn red as he rips into the packet. “I know you haven’t, you know, but I have. And I always wear a condom.”
Again, hatred for all these other people who have gotten to enjoy this part of him races through me, and I have to shake my head to push the thoughts away.
“Okay,” I say instead.
I watch as he stretches it over his cock, his eyes fluttering slightly as he pulls it onto himself.
And then, ready, he reaches for my legs and pulls me to the edge.
I feel a zing of something go through me as he touches my inner thighs, then my wet center.
“Selene,” he whispers against my lips, “This might hurt a little. Please tell me if you want us to stop.”
I nod and then lift up to brush my lips to the corner of his mouth.
He lifts one of my legs then I feel his cock line up with my entrance.
When he nudges in a little, I freeze.
Maybe this is a bad idea after all.
“Liam,” I gasp.
His brow is furrowed in concentration. “Yeah.”
I stare into his eyes, looking for something, anything. “Do you think this is a mistake?”
His fingers trace my cheek and lips before pushing my bangs back. “Probably. But I want you. Do you want me? Do you want this?”
He is hovering over me, not moving an inch.
This should feel wrong, but in my bones, it feels right. I lied to him about not wanting this to be a fairytale.
I was waiting for the right person, and ever since he kissed me, he felt right.
He felt like mine.
His sweat trickles down his forehead.
I lick my lips in anticipation.
He smells so fucking decadent.
I want him. I want him so fucking much.
I let go of all my fears. If I regret him, then so be it.
“Fuck me!” This time, it is a command.
Liam’s face softens as he pushes his cock into me a bit more.
The stretch is exquisite and completely obscene.
I hold my breath, wishing for the pain to pass. Liam strokes my cheeks and face before pressing his lips onto mine.
He waits for me to adjust before pushing a little further.
I can feel tears sting the back of my eyelids.
This hurts!
“I am sorry, baby. Do you want us to stop?”
I shake my head. “No,” I gasp. “Keep going.”
His fingers slide to where we are connected, and he rubs gently on my clit.
That relaxes me a little more.
Then he pushes again.
I look between us to find that just the head of his cock is inside me.
I groan impatiently.
“I am so sorry,” he moans against my lips.
“Just do it. Slam it in,” I whisper. Even as the words leave my words, I recoil at the thought of it.
I feel like he is tearing me apart.
“I am not going to do that, Selene. We are going to make it fit, okay?”
He is so tender and gentle as he rocks gently. His fingers on my clit help with the tension.
I continue to kiss him between the deep breaths.
It takes his patience and softness before his hard cock is half inside of me.
He is so big.
Is this just a wolf thing, or is this purely a Liam thing?
“You are dripping all over my balls, baby ,” he groans as he spits on his fingers, using his saliva for lubrication.
The sound of his slick fingers and cock fills the room.
My eyes roll to the back of my head as he nudges forward.
“God, you are way too big, Liam.” I moan.
“Then let’s stop there,” he says before cupping my cheek. “Next time, it will be easier.”
The thought of there being a next time sends a wave of sheer pleasure through me.
“Okay.”
“Now, let’s give you some time to adjust.” He is heaving heavily above me as his fingers play with my nipples, pinching and rolling them gently.
The sensation makes me soften a little more, letting more of him in.
When he leans in and takes the nipple into his mouth, my back arches.
He is groaning as his sweat drips all over me.
He will never do this, so I will have to do it for him.
I reach out, dig my nails into his ass and pull him in. He is too distracted as he slams right inside me.
I cry out as he fills me to the hilt.
I can feel his knot and balls sliding against my entrance.
“Why?” he says as he goes into panic mode, kissing and licking my cheeks.
“You were taking too long,” I gasp.
He surprises me by lifting his palm to my mouth. “I was trying to be gentle with you.”
He is rocking, his breathing getting heavier. This is exactly how I wanted him.
I can feel myself clench around his length.
“I told you I wanted rough.”
Liam grins as my tongue licks his palm. “Then bite me, vampire.”
For a moment, I think that I must have misheard him, that is, until he starts dragging his cock out and thrusting back in.
I can feel his blood pounding with every single one of his movements.
“Liam?” I ask. I can already feel my blood lust taking over.
This is nothing like I expected.
Nothing.
“Bite me, brat ,” he growls, barely controlling his movements.
My eyes are locked with his as my teeth dig into his palm. He hisses as his warm blood pools in my mouth.
I feel it everywhere. All my nerves are on high alert as the blood lust takes over.
I can feel my core clench with the impending orgasm.
I can feel every brush of his fingers as he traces them over my body.
I can smell him.
I don’t stop sucking.
His head is thrown back as his fingers rub furious circles on my clit.
I feel as he begins to speak in gibberish as I pool blood from him.
Then he comes.
I can feel him pulse inside me as he collapses on top of me.
Then he lifts his bleeding hand from my mouth.
I am about to protest when his hand slides between us, and he backhand slaps my clit thrice in quick succession, causing my orgasm.
I feel like I am free-falling.
This is why he was letting me feed. It was a distraction for me.
His face is burrowed in my neck as wave after wave of pleasure pulses through me.
And then he is grazing his teeth over my neck.
“That was fucking amazing,” he growls.
“That was wild,” I manage to finally say.
He pulls out of me before collapsing to his side. Then he pulls me into his arms, pushes my hair back, and cups my cheek.
I expect him to pull away when he sees my lips and teeth coated in blood, but instead, he brushes his lips with mine.
“I think I have another condom in my bag if you want to do that again.”
“Fuck yes! But can I ask you a question, Liam?”
“What is it?” he replies as he grabs the foil pack.
“Why do you let me feed on you?” I ask, my voice barely a whisper.
He looks down at me, his eyes dark with desire. “Because I like the way you look when you feed,” he replies, his tone husky with arousal. “You look so feral, so... alive.”
I furrow my brow, trying to make sense of his words. “But why?” I press, needing to understand. ‘Doesn’t it hurt?”
He leans in closer, his breath hot against my ear. “Because it gives me a rush, Selene,” he confesses, his voice low and urgent. “It’s like adrenaline, like the moment right before I transform into a wolf. I feel powerful, unstoppable.”
His words send a shiver down my spine, a mixture of fear and fascination coursing through me. “But isn’t it dangerous?” I ask, my voice trembling with uncertainty. “I could hurt you.”
I know I could never hurt him.
I hope he knows that too.
He smiles, his lips brushing against my neck. “Maybe,” he murmurs, his hands trailing down my body, igniting sparks of pleasure in their wake. “But it’s worth the risk.”
And with that, he claims my lips in a searing kiss. “Now, can I fuck you, vampire?”
“Only if you let me feed on you, wolf.”
Then he rolls on top of me and sinks back inside me once again.
I groan as I wake up, feeling sore all over and noticing the faint sting of bite marks on my skin. Liam’s absence beside me is a sharp pang, and I wonder why I didn’t hear him leave. Dragging myself out of bed, I tug on a t-shirt and stumble into the living room, where Annie’s smiling face greets me with a teasing blush.
“Looks like you had a long night,” she remarks, her eyes twinkling mischievously.
I brush off her comment, my mind preoccupied with finding out where Liam went. “Did you see the guy who was in my room?” I ask, trying to keep the frustration out of my voice.
Annie nods, her smile faltering slightly. “Yeah, he left a couple of hours ago,” she replies. “He seemed in a hurry and didn’t say much.”
My anger simmers beneath the surface as I head back to my bedroom, where the scent of Liam lingers in the air like an unwelcome guest. I notice that my mini fridge is open, my collection of blood vials on display for him to see. The realization hits me like a punch to the gut: he must have seen it and bolted.
Fury bubbles up inside me, mixing with the hurt and confusion swirling in my chest. How could he just leave without a word? After everything we shared last night?
Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I sink onto the edge of the bed, feeling the weight of his absence like a physical ache. I thought maybe... but no, it was foolish of me to hope for anything more than this. Liam is a wolf, and I’m a vampire. We were never meant to be anything more than enemies.
With a shaky breath, I wipe away the tears and steel myself against the pain. Liam may have left, but I won’t let him break me. I’ll get through this, just like I always do.
It was just sex, after all.