CHAPTER 12 #3
“Perceptions can be changed,” she said firmly, coming around the table to stand at his side. The tie of her robe fell open, exposing the pert curve of one breast and the pale creamy skin of her hip. “You have always been enough, Zander.”
As his hand slid to her hip, drawing her to stand between his legs, Dani inhaled shakily, placing both hands on his shoulders. “I’ve wanted this for so long. Wanted you.”
She ran her fingers through his hair, and he bent to kiss the mating mark at her wrist.
“You’re my mate, Daniela. I will burn this kingdom to the ground if that is what it takes to rebuild a world where you and I can love each other, and you can be my queen.”
She traced his cheekbones. The wet strands of her hair fell over her shoulders in a curtain.
“I need you to touch me, Alex. Ever since you fed me from your wrist, it feels like I’m going to come out of my own skin if you don’t put your hands on me.
” She let his robe fall from her shoulders to puddle at her feet.
“So gorgeous,” Alex murmured, fingers slowly mapping the creases of her hips as her breathing grew ragged. He bent to take one dusky pink nipple into his mouth.
Daniela whimpered when he began to suck, head falling back as his tongue slowly toyed with the sensitive bud. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me right now, Your Highness. What I want you to do to me.”
Her fingers dragged roughly through his hair, every scrape of her nails going straight to his cock. When gooseflesh began to form on her skin, he rose from the chair and lifted her into his arms, carrying her over to the plush rug before the fireplace.
“I want to devour you one kiss, one decadent suck, one dark bite at a time,” he whispered, as he lay her down and moved over her, pressing a kiss to the underside of her throat. “Until you’re so wet you’re clawing those nails down my chest, begging for my cock inside you.”
“I can feel your blood inside me.” Dani dragged his shirt up and over his head.
The heat of the flames warmed his bare skin as the logs crackled and popped in the grate.
She gazed up at him, eyes dark with want, nails scraping down his chest. “I need you, Alex. Need your fangs in my throat and your cock buried in my sex in a way that feels almost unbearable.”
Her legs began to tremble, and gently, he ran his hands along the length of her thighs, circling his thumbs at her hipbones. “Tell me.”
“Is this what it feels like to you, when you feed from me, this insatiable need?” Her voice was ragged, almost desperate.
Alex slowly kissed his way down her body, sucking greedily at each nipple while she arched beneath him.
“I gave you too much blood. It’s not going to make a difference in the end.
I’m going to fuck you and ease the ache.
And then I’m going to formally seal our mated bond.
But it’s why you’re feeling overwhelmed right now.
” She shuddered as he parted her thighs, stroking a single finger lightly through her slick folds.
“Like you need to be thoroughly fucked, sucked and bitten until the dark desires you can’t stop picturing are fulfilled. ”
“Yes,” she breathed, writhing beneath him. “Alex, please.”
He slowly pressed a finger inside her, mouth a breath from hers. “And from how soaked your pussy is, you’ve been thinking about this since the last time we were together, when I made you come on the counter in your kitchen.”
Dani whimpered, biting his bottom lip. He growled, pushing a second finger into her and circling her clit.
“Did you touch yourself, last night after we hung up?” He knew the answer the second she hesitated, and felt his cock grow thick and heavy where it was trapped in the confines of his pants.
When she still didn’t answer, he bent to suck at the soft curve of her throat, marking her neck with rough kisses that earned a soft gasp.
“Ah, so you did,” he murmured, fangs so elongated with need that the words came out in a rasp.
Her clit was swollen hard as a pebble under his thumb as she squirmed beneath him, her walls clenching around his fingers.
She was so close. “Were you even able to get any sleep that night, or did you have no choice but to find relief any way you could all the way until dawn, pretending your fingers were my cock while you stifled your cries in your pillow?”
“Bite me, Alex,” she whimpered. “Please.”
Her walls began to flutter violently around his fingers.
With a growl, Alex sank his fangs into her throat, fingers pumping roughly into her sex as he took from her in deep pulls.
Dani shuddered, digging her fingernails into his shoulders.
Every vampiric instinct in him purred from the deeply satisfying feeling of having his fangs buried in her vein while she came and he penetrated her sex.
Only when her orgasm finally began to wane did he withdraw his fangs from her throat, sealing the puncture marks.
Dani stared up at him, damp hair tousled, stormy gray eyes dark in the firelight.
He sucked his fingers clean, then pushed his pants down his hips so his cock sprang free.
Dani pushed up on one hand to meet him, taking his shaft in hand and stroking him slowly from root to tip while their lips met in a desperate kiss.
“You received the injection at the auction house?”
“Yes.” She ran her tongue over his aching fangs, and he nearly came in her hand. He captured her wrist, kissing their mating mark. Dani reached up to stroke his face. “They said we would be safe for three months before I would need another one.”
“When vampires penetrate during sex, their thirst increases. This will be the first time I’ve had you. It will be… intense. And I will make sure it is satisfying for us both.”
In answer, she lay back down on the rug, cupping his face and guiding it down to hers.
“I expect that there will be some discomfort at first, and that I will also ache with the need to come as soon as your fangs are in me despite any pain.” She kissed him, long and deep.
“I never anticipated how pleasurable it could feel, being fed from, that dark moment when pain and need and desire coalesce and you make me come undone every time you take from me.” She moved his hands to her hips.
“I’m ready for you, Alexander. I’m aching for you. Help us both find relief.”
“Hold tight to me, Daniela,” he whispered roughly against her throat, moving over her fully so that he was cradled between her parted thighs.
She whimpered when he began making slow thrusts through the wet seam of her lips, arching every time he nudged her clit. When he was thoroughly coated with her slickness, he lifted her knees to either side of his hips so that the blunt head of his cock kissed her entrance.
“Touch your clit while I enter you,” he commanded. “It will take away some of the pain.”