Chapter 34 #2
“About that,” Tressa said, scooting back to prop herself up against the wall. “That’s not normal, Ethan.”
He blinked. “Come again?”
She ran her hand over the gash in her tank top, her fingers grazing over the smooth bronze skin.
“I can’t do what you did. None of us can.
The closest you get is Cora who has accelerated healing even by vampire standards, but she still can’t use it on another person.
” Tressa paused, a smile breaking out over her face. “It must be your Gift.”
“Oh. Interesting.”
He hadn’t given any thought to what superpower he wanted when she mentioned the whole Lilith’s Gift thing, but… healing was pretty cool, right? He chuckled softly to himself. Of course it was. He’d be weeping over Tressa’s corpse if it wasn’t for his Gift.
“Thank you” he whispered to the ceiling, even though that single phrase would never come close to how grateful he felt that Tressa was alive.
Or unalive. He really needed to have that conversation.
“You’re thanking the wrong entity,” Tressa said with an amused twinkle in her eyes. “But we’ll go over that. I’ll go over everything with you. No more secrets. Ever. That is, if you’ll let me help you.”
“Of course, I’ll let you,” he said, pulling her back into his arms. “I told you, I’m so sorry for what I said. I reacted harshly. But never again. I’m here with you, Tressa. Until you get bored of me.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I don’t think I’ll ever get bored of you, Ethan. You definitely keep me on my toes.”
He kissed her then, his tongue tentatively prodding at her lips for entry, which she promptly granted him. “Fuck,” he moaned when he finally pulled back. “How do you taste even better now?”
She grinned. “That’s all part of being a vampire. We’ll get to that.”
“I look forward to it,” he said solemnly, before a wicked smirk curled up the corner of his lip. “But in the meantime, I think I’d like to just take a second to enjoy.”
He dragged her back in for another kiss.
A longer one. A deeper one. His tongue swept into her mouth, tasting just a hint of copper at the corner of her lips, but mostly his senses were suffused with bubblegum and vanilla.
He was pretty sure he had just ruined his favorite desert forever, because nothing, not even that amazing stuff Tressa introduced him to, would ever taste a fraction as good as her now that his vampire senses could pick up every nuance of her scent.
Right on cue, as if the near death of his woman never happened, his cock responded to the feel of her in his arms, growing hard in seconds. She always affected him strongly, but he didn’t know if he’d ever gone from flaccid to firm quite so fast before. Was that a vampire perk? Super cock?
He jerked away from Tressa and ran a hand through his hair, willing his nether regions to take a chill pill.
“What’s wrong?” Tressa asked, leaning back in to nuzzle her nose along his neck.
He allowed himself to enjoy her touch for a minute, then took her by the shoulders and pressed her back gently. He couldn’t think straight when her skin was touching his. “I’m sorry, but you taste too good, and I’m not…”
She quirked an eyebrow. “Not what?”
He groaned and not-so-subtly adjusted himself. “I’m not sure I can stop myself from fucking you like a wild animal. Your scent is everywhere, Tressa, and my whole body craves you like a drug.”
She settled her thighs on either side of his hips and grinned. “So where’s the bad?” she asked.
“You just came back from the dead!” he protested, his hands landing on her hips because he couldn’t bring himself to push her away again. “I can’t be rutting into you like a damn animal.”
“Ethan,” Tressa purred as she sank deeper into his lap and wrapped her legs around his waist. “Your Gift is all new territory for me, but it must be pretty damn powerful because I feel fine. In fact… I think I would like a little rutting. Might be just what the doctor ordered.”
He arched an eyebrow. “You think so?”
She grinned. “Oh yeah. I would very much like you to fuck me right here, right now. Come on, Dr. Rose, let’s take your new vamp body for a test drive.”
“Hell yes,” he panted, not even registering the silly nickname because everything in his head went blank after ‘fuck me.’
He jumped to his feet and hauled her up to his chest, kissing her passionately. She was a slice of paradise in his arms, and she was all his. Not even the sticky red substance coating her skin was a turn off. If he was being honest, it was kind of the opposite…
He ran his hand through the blood on her chest, drawing a red streak across one luscious breast. He held the finger up, then looked over to Tress.
“Is this… Should I…”
“Vampire blood isn’t as delicious as human, and it won’t do much for you in terms of keeping you running,” she explained, “but think of it like decaf coffee. Your body doesn’t get any benefit, but the smell might make you crave it anyway.
” When he continued to eye the red smear on his pointer finger, she added, “You’re welcome to try it. If you want.”
Ethan lapped up the trace of blood. It wasn’t exactly ambrosia, but he could see the appeal. He let the taste linger a bit, and the allure grew stronger.
As he worked his tongue around his mouth to further evaluate this very new experience, it grazed over the sharp fangs that had emerged from underneath his gums.
Fangs. He had fangs now.
And so did Tressa, who was looking at him like she wanted to eat him alive.
He ran a hand over his neck, lingering on the puckered flesh.
While he no longer needed his glasses since his eyesight was sharper than humanly possible, the reminder of his attack was still carved into his body, sparking that flash of unease in the pit of his stomach.
So much for vamp powers healing everything.
“I’m not quite sure yet,” he told her. “About the biting.”
Tressa pressed a kiss to his scar, lightly dragging her tongue over the damaged skin. “I will never bite you, Ethan. Not unless you ask. I promise.”
He stared into her eyes and saw only honesty in them. Honesty and something else. Something deep and reassuring. Something he wanted to explore.
Later. When his cock wasn’t about to explode in his pants.
“I trust you,” he said to Tressa as he tossed her on the bed, appreciating the way her tits bounced when she landed. He took a step toward her, then flinched when he found himself leaning over her face.
“Oh shit,” he said, glancing back to where he’d been across the room.
“You’re faster now,” Tressa explained. “And stronger.”
He bent down and kissed her. “This is incredible,” he breathed out. “Fuck, the things I’m going to do you.”
Tressa laughed, but before Ethan could say another word, he found himself flipped on his back with Tressa straddling him. “You’re forgetting one thing, Doc. As fast and strong as you are”—she brushed her lips over his ear, her voice turning low and sultry—“I’ll always be faster and stronger.”
Ethan laughed, but it quickly turned into a moan when she wiggled on his dick.
“Fuck, Tressa. In that case, ride me like a vampire.”
Giving him a wicked smile, she grabbed Ethan’s shirt and ripped it open. “I thought you’d never ask.”
When she reached for his pants, Ethan stopped her. “These are actually ones I borrowed from Saiden.”
She rolled her eyes. “Like he’ll miss one out of the thousand pairs of basic black joggers he owns, but fine.” She crawled backward to the foot of the bed, dragging his pants and boxers with her.
His cock sprang free, the hard length slapping against his stomach as he stared down at the goddess looking up at him.
She was even more beautiful with his vampiric sight, her inner light shining through and practically making her skin glow.
He could see all the unique colors swirling in her eyes.
They weren’t simply brown. They were a thousand different hues of amber and gold blending into a rich shade of chestnut with white and tan specks scattered around the outer edges.
They were incredible.
She was incredible.
And she was his.
“Strip,” he ordered her. “I don’t want to see anything but you right now.”
She grinned and slowly pushed her skirt off her hips before tugging her stained, ripped tank top over her head.
His whole body tightened at the sight of her back arching, those deliciously full breasts straining for release.
She locked eyes with him as her fingers teased down the shoulder straps and across the lace edges of her flower print bra.
He couldn’t decide where to look, his eyes darting back and forth between her sinfully smoldering gaze and the promised treasure hidden in a field of daisies.
In a swift, decisive motion, Tressa unhooked the front clasp and pulled the cups apart, her exquisite breasts finally bouncing free. Ethan’s entire body twitched, and his cock bucked into the air as if dancing in approval.
A ragged, near feral moan bubbled up from his chest. “Damn, Tressa, you’re going to kill me.”
“Then it’s a good thing you’re already dead,” she said, before giggling and adding, “sort of.”
She slipped her panties off and stood in front of him, gloriously, perfectly naked.
And wet.
Fuck, he could smell her arousal. He could actually scent the sweet liquid between her legs, and when he palmed his cock and rubbed it a few times, the aroma only grew stronger.
“Get over here,” he growled, and she smiled before slowly crawling back up his body, grazing her nails firmly along the inside of his thighs as she did.
He groaned at the sensation, at the way his skin lit up, like lightning striking everywhere she touched. Was it a vampire thing? Or a Tressa thing?
A tiny voice in the back of his head whispered that it was her and only her, but all thoughts vanished the moment she took his dick into her warm mouth.
His hips jerked at the unexpected sensation, and he practically choked her on his cock when it hit the back of her throat.
“Shit, I’m sorry, baby,” he said, forcing himself to lie still. A herculean feat given the way her tongue swirled up and down the length of him.
She pulled her lips away and smiled. “I’m a vampire, Ethan. I can take it. I can take anything you want to give me.”
“Oh, God,” he moaned.
“Again, wrong person,” she teased. “But we’ll talk about that later.”
She took him back into her mouth, and he about came from the softness of her tongue and lips caressing his cock. He reached down and tugged on her arms, drawing her away from his leaking dick.
“That feels too good,” he explained when she gave him a concerned look. “And fuck if I’m going to blow my first load as a vampire in that perfect mouth. I need to be inside you, Tressa. I need to feel you clenching around me.”
She ran her tongue along her lips and positioned herself over his cock, lining him up with her entrance.
“My pleasure,” she purred, then sank to the hilt on his dick.