Chapter 20
20
T hey’d eaten their takeout, and Cole had noticed that Vanessa only picked at her food, barely eating any of her salad, while he’d finished his steak and French fries in no time.
Vanessa was wearing his oversized bathrobe and looked adorable in it. He could get used to this sight. He was wearing a pair of shorts, his body still too heated from the incredible sex they’d had. It almost felt as if she wasn’t the only one who was in heat. At the thought, he suddenly realized something he hadn’t even considered before. He hadn’t worn a condom, neither the night before—which could be excused because he’d acted without thought—nor today where he’d had no excuse.
“Vanessa, there’s something…” he started.
“About?”
He pulled her closer, lifting her onto his lap. “Since you go into heat, doesn’t that mean this is pretty much your most fertile time? I mean, I could have already gotten you pregnant.” Even as he said the word, he knew that he would be ecstatic if that happened.
She hesitated and cast her gaze downward. “It is, but don’t worry, I’m taking a contraceptive.”
He tipped her chin up with his index finger, forcing her to look into his eyes. “I’m not worried, babe,” he assured her, wondering if she was telling him the truth. Was it possible that she was lying to him, because she thought he would be angry if she didn’t take anything, when it was just as much his fault for not thinking of it? “Vanessa, if you weren’t taking anything, I’d be okay with that too.”
Her eyes seemed to sparkle all of a sudden, and she shifted on his lap.
Feeling himself get hard, he undid the belt of her robe and slid his hands underneath it to touch her naked skin. “In fact, that thought makes me positively horny.”
“I can feel that,” she said seductively, and pushed the robe over her shoulders. “Please fuck me, Cole.”
He touched her cheek and her forehead. “You’re burning up. Let’s get you into the shower, and then I’m all yours to do with as you please,” he suggested, and stood up with Vanessa in his arms, not waiting for her reply.
He carried her into the bathroom, while she kissed his neck, and rubbed her luscious breasts against his chest. In front of the shower, he set her down on her feet, and dropped his shorts. Cole reached into the shower, and turned on the water to a cool temperature.
Taking Vanessa’s hand, he led her into the shower, then drew her into his arms, and let the cool water rain on them. He knew she needed sex, and his satyr body was more than ready to give her what she needed. His twin cocks were rock hard, pressing against her stomach.
“I’ve got you,” he murmured and captured her lips for a passionate kiss.
Her mouth was hungry when she kissed him back, her tongue relentless in its demands, eagerly stroking against his, demanding he explore her. Fuck, Vanessa was on fire. He could feel her urgent need as if it was his own. Her arms were around him, her hands exploring him.
Knowing what she demanded, he pressed her against the shower wall, his hands already hooking under her thighs to lift her. Automatically, she spread her legs as he lifted her and positioned himself at her center, before he ripped his lips from hers.
“Guide my cock into your pussy.”
Without hesitation, Vanessa took hold of his lower cock and brought it to her sex, placing it at the entrance to her pussy. When the tip of his shaft touched her nether lips, he moaned, and Vanessa leaned her head back, panting.
“Don’t make me wait,” she rasped.
Cole moved his hips and plunged deep inside her, while his upper cock slid over her center of pleasure, before being imprisoned between their bodies.
“Oh, God, yes.” Vanessa moaned, her chest rising and falling, air rushing out of her lungs.
He pulled back, so only the tip of his cock was still submerged in her, then thrust back to the hilt, his balls slapping against her, his second cock sliding over her clit again.
“Cole!”
“I know, baby, I’ll take care of you.”
He could feel her channel stretch to accommodate him and her hips undulate to beg him for more. She gripped his shoulders, her fingernails digging into his flesh to force him to fuck her harder.
He wouldn’t deny her, or himself. His thrusts turned more ferocious, his chest heaving from the effort to hold her suspended against the wall, his breath coming in rapid pants. His jaw was clenched tightly as he tried to hold on to his self-control. Vanessa needed to climax more than he did, so he pushed away his own needs, and concentrated on hers.
Vanessa tilted her head to the side as if her neck was an offering. Instinctively, he knew what she wanted. He kissed her there, pulling her skin into his mouth, running his tongue over it, before he scraped his teeth against her neck without biting her.
Vanessa shuddered, and her entire body spasmed, her interior muscles squeezing his cock and sending him over the edge.
He filled her pussy with his seed, lubricated her channel even further, while his upper cock sprayed semen against her stomach. He didn’t stop thrusting, instead he continued fucking her, until her spasms subsided. Breathing hard, he leaned his forehead against hers.
“Fuck! I can’t believe it’s getting better each time.”
Vanessa panted. “I love the way you fuck me.”
“It’s not just fucking.” Cole kissed her lips gently. “It’s making love.” Because what he was feeling when he was with her was more than just physical. It went deeper, despite the short time they’d known each other.
She lifted her head and met his gaze. “Yes.” Her eyelashes fluttered. “Next time you make love to me, I want both your cocks inside me.”
“You mean…?”
He didn’t have to finish his sentence, because he knew exactly what she meant. Because it was what he’d fantasized about from the moment he’d seen his second cock. He hadn’t expected her to be ready for it so soon.
“Yes,” she murmured and brushed her fingers along his jaw. “I want to know what it feels like.”
“Are you saying you’ve never had anal sex?”
“Never.”
That revelation made something akin to an electrical charge shoot through his body, igniting every single cell inside him.
“I’ll make sure you’ll enjoy it. I promise. I won’t hurt you.”
Vanessa cupped his cheek. “I know you won’t.”
The trust he saw in her eyes and heard in her voice made him feel as if his heart was expanding in his chest.
“Oh, baby,” he whispered, and kissed her tenderly, while sliding out of her sheath and setting her feet back on the ground.
As if he’d done this many times before, he reached for the soap and began to wash Vanessa’s body. She turned in his arms and leaned back against his chest. He lathered her breasts and massaged them, loving the feel of her firm flesh in his palms.
“I could do this all day and night,” he confessed.
“I wish we could,” she said, turning her head. “But I have to get going.”
His forehead furrowed. “Going where?”
“To work.”
“But it’s almost evening,” he protested.
Vanessa turned in his arms. “Yes, and that’s when I work. I have to go on patrol to make sure the sex workers are okay.”
“That’s too dangerous. Have you already forgotten that I was attacked by a vampire last night?”
She tilted her head to the side. “You seem to have forgotten that I saved you. I’ll be all right.”
“Vanessa, you can’t just go out there on your own. It’s too risky.”
She sighed. “Cole, please, I’ve been doing this job for years. I know how to handle myself.”
“That might be the case, but do you really think I’d let you go out there alone, knowing that those vile creatures are out there?”
She blinked and remained silent for a moment, as if she was contemplating something. “There’s nothing you can do about that.”
“Yes, there is.”
“And what is that?”
“I’m coming with you.”
Because he wasn’t going to risk losing her, now that he’d finally found the one woman who he was meant to be with. The only woman he’d ever fallen in love with. Because, yes, he was falling hard and fast. And if he were honest with himself, he would admit that he’d fallen in love with her the moment he’d seen her at Vera’s. And if he had to learn how to kill vampires to protect her, then he would do just that.