Chapter 17 #2
“And?” My heart races. I want Ness to expand her business, something she loves and has devoted her life to, but I selfishly want her to move to Maple Ridge Hollow—to be with me.
Her shoulders droop, mouth turning down.
“No luck. We looked at one place, but… I don’t know.
It didn’t feel right. When I found the cathedral, it was like it was meant to be.
This hidden oasis in the heart of the bustling city.
The perfect relaxation spot for the chronically stressed and overworked. ”
“So what was wrong with the property you saw today?”
“Well, it had an amazing view, right on the river. But any tranquility evaporated the second we stepped outside. The smell… ugh, like rotten fish.” Her nose wrinkles, and she pinches the tip. I can’t help but smile at her animated reenactment.
I snort a laugh. “So that’s a no-go?”
“Definitely. Could you imagine being all loose and relaxed after a deep-tissue massage and you walk outside to that? I doubt I’d have any repeat customers.” She shrugs, eyes falling to her lap. “Maybe I’m not meant to expand. Maybe I’ve maxed out my dream and it’s time to find a new one.”
When she raises her head, there’s such devastation and rejection in her normally vibrant garnet gaze. This might be the perfect opportunity to broach the subject of expanding her life outside the city. “I might have a solution.”
One blonde eyebrow arches up. “Oh?”
I clear my throat, adjusting my back against the mountain of pillows propped behind me. “I know you love your life in the city, and I would never ask you to give that up for me, but have you thought about looking outside the city?” My pulse thumps in my ears as I wait with bated breath.
Ness hums, tipping her head to the side. “Like where?”
“Maybe here… in Maple Ridge Hollow. There are a few empty storefronts on Main Street.” At her silence, I press on. “I’m not saying you’d have to live here full time, but it would give you a chance to develop a different business model with different clientele…”
“Luc.”
My eyes snap to hers. “Yeah?” I did it now. Scared away the love of my life by pushing too fast, too soon.
“You know I want that, right? To live together full time.”
My brow furrows. “You do?”
She bites her lip and nods. “Of course I do! I… really like you, and I can see myself spending forever with you.”
This time, my eyebrows rise to my horns. “You can?”
An ethereal giggle bursts from her mouth. “Of course I can, you big dummy. I miss you like crazy all week! Seeing you on the weekends, these surprisingly domestic video calls, the constant texts… all of it has made my feelings for you even clearer.”
A stupid, dopey grin stretches across my face. “I feel the same way.”
“Good. And I think looking for a property in Maple Ridge Hollow is a fabulous idea. I’m a little jealous that I didn’t think of it first.”
My chest swells with pride once again.
“It could be a smaller-scale operation. Like a boutique spa.” She taps a delicate finger on her chin.
I hum in agreement as she rattles off ideas. “I love seeing your wheels spin, mon soleil. Nothing sexier than a woman with a big brain.”
Ruby red washes from her cheeks, all the way down to the valley between her tits. In only a thin silk tank top, her pebbled nipples are on full display.
“I miss you, Vanessa.” Whether it’s the mate bond or just her, it’s been natural to open up to Vanessa about my feelings.
Are things moving fast?
Probably, but I’ve lost twenty years wallowing in the pain of my past. I’m not about to lose any more time with my snowy-haired vixen.
“Ditto, big guy.” The strap of her top falls off her shoulder, drawing my eyes to her delicate collarbone. “I miss your warm body curled around me while we sleep. The smell of your soft fur. How it slips through my fingers when you press your perfect cock inside me.”
My eyes spring from her shoulder to her face. Sharp fangs dig into her bottom lip, and her free hand disappears from view. Her shoulder rotates, and her eyes fall closed with a soft, gasped moan.
“Are you touching your pretty pussy, Ness?” It never fails that our calls turn heated, and we end up climaxing together before saying our goodbyes. It’s also one of my favorite things about my relationship with Vanessa.
She whines as her shoulder jerks faster. “Yes.”
“How wet are you? Be a good girl and show me.” Lust drips from my words, and I cram a hand under the sheets, circling my cock as blood fills it.
Tipping the phone down, her wet pussy fills my screen. Pink and puffy, her opening stretches around the girth of the purple silicone toy. On our last call, she admitted to buying it after we met last fall. She couldn’t stop thinking about what it’d be like to be ravaged by a minotaur.
Safe to say, I’ve ravaged her plenty of times.
She’s so wet, her arousal drips down the shaft until it’s glistening.
“Good girl.” I shove the covers down and give my shaft a torturously slow tug. “Look at you, mon soleil. Tellement mouillée pour moi.”
“I-I want to see you,” she says, aiming the camera back at her face. Rich reddish-brown eyes have darkened to an unrecognizable midnight sky, and she runs her tongue along her bottom lip. “Please.”
Crisse, I love it when my bratty mate begs. “Since you asked nicely, little minx.” Switching to the front camera, I aim it at my fist where it slides up my granite erection until I squeeze the tip. A thick bead of arousal dribbles over my fingers, and Vanessa moans.
“Talk to me, Luc.”
Don’t have to ask me twice. “Next time I see you, mon soleil”—I switch the camera back to my face, but keep working my cock—“I’m going to fill your little cunt so full that you’ll be leaking me all week. I’ll stretch you so good, you’ll still be sore the next time I fuck you.”
My words have her eyes rolling with pleasure and her body shuddering, so I keep going. “Over and over again. I’ll pump you full of my cum until you don’t remember what it feels like to be empty.”
“Yes.” Her shoulder jerks, likely slamming her toy in and out of her sweet pussy.
With a choking grip, my fist flies up and down my shaft until I’m pushed to the edge. Her desperate moans have my balls tightening until the first jet of cum shoots free. Spurt after spurt, the sticky white fluid coats the fur of my belly.
But I can’t take my gaze off the screen. Vanessa’s eyes are squeezed shut, her plush lips split on a euphoric cry. She’s the picture of pure bliss, and I take a mental snapshot, engraving her perfect features into my mind forever. “You’re so beautiful when you come, mon soleil.”
When her eyes flutter open, they’re sleepy and sated. “Let me see,” she whispers, chest heaving.
My belly jiggles with a chuckle, but I switch back to the front camera and point it at the mess on my fur. A particular glob catches my attention, and I run my finger through it, smearing the cum. “It’s all for you, Ness. Every last drop. Next time, it’s going in your cunt.”
The sound that escapes her mouth can only be described as a purr. “I can’t wait.”
Flipping the camera back, I say, “I’ll see you in a few days. I…” I clear my throat. It’s too soon for I love you. “I miss you.”
“I miss you, too. Are you excited to meet my parents on Friday?”
Excited? More like fucking terrified. I’ve heard a fair amount about how ruthless the head of the Bielski family is.
I may be pushing eight feet, horns included, but the thought of an angry, ancient vampire male has me shaking in my boots.
“Umm.” I clear my throat and scratch my jaw.
The cooling cum on my belly is a lot less sexy than it was a second ago.
Grabbing some tissues from the box on the nightstand, I clean myself up. “Yeah. So excited.”
Garnet eyes roll on the screen. If she was here, in front of me, I’d redden her perfect ass cheeks for being such a brat. “It’ll be fine, Luc. They’re going to love you because you make me happy.”
Let’s hope so. “Okay, mon soleil. If you say so.”
She yawns, and her eyes droop.
“It’s late, Ness. Get some rest, and I’ll see you in a few days.”
“G’night, big guy.” Then she blows me a kiss and ends the call.