Chapter 14
14
V anessa was hot. It was confirmed now: every time Cole was near her, she went into heat. Something about him turned her into a woman who could only think of one thing: sex with Cole. She didn’t care that they were in the hallway of Ryder and Scarlet’s home, while the twins were sleeping upstairs. She didn’t care that he took her against the wall without even fully undressing. All she cared about was that he was finally inside her. And there was absolutely nothing wrong with his cock, even though he’d been hesitant to fuck her. All that hesitation was gone.
Cole’s cock was big and hard, and every time he thrust his erection into her, she felt another flame of heat surge through her. With his large hands, he gripped her hips firmly, allowing no escape. She sought none. She loved feeling his muscular body cradling her from behind, his mouth on her neck, his breath ghosting over her heated skin, his lips pressing open-mouthed kisses to her exposed flesh.
“I love how you take me,” she murmured. “As if you’re my master…”
“Is that what you want?” he replied in a hoarse voice. “For me to take you, and make you do whatever I want?”
“Will that turn you on?”
A breathless chuckle rolled over his lips, and he brought his face close to hers. “Vanessa, I’m already so turned on that my cock is ready to burst any second.”
“Not yet,” she begged. “I love having you inside me.” She clenched her interior muscles.
Cole moaned. “Fuck!”
Yet he didn’t stop fucking her. He continued thrusting, increasing his tempo.
“Just like that,” she said, “that’s good. So good.”
“You’re not just saying that?”
She turned her head sideways so she could look at him. “Are you kidding?” She let out a breath. “I’ve waited for you to do this since the moment I saw you at Vera’s.”
He lifted one hand from her hip and slid it around her front. “Ditto.” He dipped his hand lower, sliding it down to her pussy. “Now be a good girl, and come for me, so I can come too.”
She wasn’t surprised by his request, not after their previous encounters. He wasn’t the kind of lover who forgot his partner when it came to pleasure.
“If you insist,” she whispered with a smile.
“I insist.”
She put her hand over his, and guided his middle finger to her clitoris. “Right here. Oh, and Cole?”
“Yes?” he rasped.
“I’m about ten seconds away from coming.”
Whenever she was in heat, sex was different for her, more intense, more urgent. And her orgasms came faster and lasted longer. With Cole it was even more pronounced. His scent drugged her, and the taste of the blood that she’d licked off him over two hours earlier was still in her system. And now, as he fucked her as if he couldn’t get enough of her, she wished she could bite him, and heighten their pleasure even more. But that would have to wait.
Just as skillfully as Cole had made her come before, he now caressed her clit in rhythm with the thrusts of his cock, making her moan out loud. She clawed at the wall, suppressing the urge for her fangs to descend and her fingernails to turn into sharp barbs. The vampire inside her fought for the upper hand, but the satyr pushed back its rival and won the battle. A massive wave of pleasure hit her as she climaxed. Her interior muscles spasmed.
“Fuck!” Cole cursed, and a second later she felt his cock spasm inside her, shooting hot semen into her. He continued plunging into her, but his movements slowed. His breath came in shallow pants, and he pressed his forehead on the wall next to hers. His big body caged her, pressing her to him, his cock still inside her, still pulsing.
“I’ve never come so hard,” he confessed, his voice filled with disbelief.
She knew she couldn’t tell him that her blood was the reason for it. It wasn’t only healing his wounds, it was also adding to his arousal and sexual prowess.
“Neither have I,” she murmured and turned her face to his, offering her lips.
He captured her mouth, kissing her tenderly. “Good. I hope that means you’ll agree to my proposal of booking you exclusively.”
Fuck! It was time to tell him that she wasn’t a sex worker. After what they’d just done, Cole deserved the truth.
“There’s something I need to tell you—”
A high-pitched scream from upstairs interrupted her.
“I thought we were alone,” Cole said, pulling back, his cock slipping from her sheath.
“Except for the twins,” she said apologetically, while she reached down to pull her panties up, then made her jeans follow.
“You have kids?”
She turned around to him, and noticed that he was already closing the button of his pants.
“They’re not mine. I’m just babysitting,” she explained, looking for her top. She saw it on the floor and picked it up.
“Babysitting?”
“Yes.” She pulled her top over her head and adjusted it.
“I thought you were working tonight.”
Vanessa already headed for the stairs. “Joshua, Theo, I’m coming.” With her foot on the first step, she looked over her shoulder. “Change of plans. I’d better check, and see what’s wrong.”
She was halfway up the stairs when she heard Cole following her. Vanessa switched on the light in the second-floor hallway, then headed for the boys’ bedroom. One of the boys was crying, and she quickly opened the door and walked inside. The bedside lamps illuminated the room. Three-year-old Theo was sitting in his bed, crying, while Joshua, his identical twin was standing next to his brother’s bed, trying to console him.
“Nessie is here,” she said in a soft voice, approaching the bed.
Theo looked up, stopped crying for a moment, then started again.
“What’s wrong, Theo?” she cooed and reached for him, when she noticed that he wasn’t wearing his pajama bottoms, and therefore his genitals were exposed, and with it the growth above his cock that attested to the fact that he was a satyr, and that one day it would turn into a second cock.
Hearing Cole’s footsteps at the door, she quickly reached for Theo and lifted him into her arms, so his groin was covered.
“Nessie,” Joshua said, looking up at her. “Theo was scared cause it was wet everywhere.” He looked up at his brother, “I told you you weren’t drowning.”
Vanessa brushed her hand over Joshua’s head then looked back at the boy in her arms. “See, it’s all good. You were just dreaming. Nessie is gonna get you new pajamas, okay?”
Theo’s tears dried. “Nessie.” He wrapped his arms around her neck and hugged her tightly.
She heard a sound from the open door and turned slightly, still keeping Theo in the same position so Cole couldn’t see the grotesque growth on the boy’s groin. It would only raise questions she wasn’t prepared to answer.
He smiled at her, and it looked as if he wanted to say something, but before he could, his cell phone rang. He pulled it from his pants pocket and looked at the display.
“Sorry, I’d better get that.”