In Blood and Worth Loving Page 2

  He released her hips, allowing his hands to fall to his sides. “I haven’t changed my mind.”

  She made a small pleased sound, giving him a slow smile.

  He blinked. Her sensual smile lit up her dark eyes and changed her face from plain to stunning.

  Still smiling at him, she stretched back her hand to reach for his cock.

  When he felt her soft, warm fingers close around the base of his shaft, he experienced a jolt of need so powerful, nothing short of divine intervention could have stopped him from taking her. He reached down and ripped the tiny thong from her body and tossed it aside. Now there was nothing between his cock and her pussy.

  Locking her dark gaze with his, she rotated her hips until she managed to position his cock at her entrance. She eased her hips down.

  Feeling her outer lips part seconds before she worked the head of his cock into her wet channel, he lifted his hands to cup her ass. Her skin felt soft and warm. Eager to feel himself completely buried inside her, he pushed his hips off the chair.

  She gasped and pressed her hand against his shoulder. “Wait!”

  He bared his incisors. “If you think you’re in any position to change your mind, think again!”

  “Oh, no!” She dug her nails into his shoulder. “I don’t want to change my mind.”

  “Then why ask me to wait?”

  “You’re not only long and thick, but you’re harder than any other lover I’ve had. Please go slow…no thrusting.”

  Clearly for all her fantasizing, she’d never fucked a vampire. He liked the idea of being her first. He lifted one hand from her ass to press against her back.

  She arched closer.

  Her large, soft breasts brushed against his chest.

  Damn there were few things sexier than a woman with large, natural breasts and a pretty pussy minutes away from being full of his seed. He tugged on her hip. “If you want to sleep with a vampire, you have to expect a lot of thrusting,” he warned her. “All of it hard and deep. My cock is eager to explore every inch of your pussy.”

  She bit her lip, but her dark gaze lit with excitement. “You’re making me so hot my pussy is flooded,” she whispered.

  He felt an unwanted warmth spreading through him. There was something very sensual about a human woman who wasn’t afraid to embrace her femininity while fully embracing a man's masculinity. “That’s the idea. To get and keep you hot and wet and ready to take my cock again and again.”

  “I’m here to please you,” she whispered.

  “Then get ready to be fucked.” He pushed several inches of his cock up into her pussy.

  She moaned and attempted to lift her hips away from his invading cock.

  He found himself unable to exercise even a small measure of the patience he normally reserved for his human lovers. He placed both hands on her waist and drew her slowly but firmly downward.

  “Oh…oh…my…god…” she moaned and shuddered as he drove himself balls deep inside her sweet, wet channel with one relentless thrust.

  She froze and then suddenly gasped, dug her nails into his shoulders and tossed back her head.

  Adrian held her hips to keep her fully impaled on his cock as she moaned her way through a mini orgasm. His first foray into pussy this tight and hot should be savored not rushed. But her wild vaginal convulsions were so powerful he was in danger of coming with just one stroke.

  He gritted his teeth and struggled to hold off his orgasm.

  When the last tremor had passed, she linked her arms around his neck, resting her head on his shoulder. “Oh, God, your cock feels so good inside me.”

  He remained motionless, surprised to find he enjoyed the weight of her warm cheeks resting against his thighs. He held her until she finally lifted her head from his shoulder.

  She gazed at him with a look of pleased delight in her lovely eyes. “I…I’ve never felt so…full…so stretched. It’s a little uncomfortable, but I like having you inside me like this.”

  Like didn’t begin to describe how he felt. He wrapped his arms around her waist and bent his head to taste her beautiful breasts.

  She stroked her fingers through his hair.

  He closed his lips over her right nipple and sucked hard.

  “Oh…” She arched her back. Her pussy tightened around him.

  Oh...damn her pussy was tight and sweet. Unable to resist the allure of being inside her, he twirled his tongue around her nipple and slowly pulled his cock halfway out of her.

  “Oh…Adrian. You feel so good. Go slowly.”

  He lifted his head to look into her eyes. “If you wanted slow and easy you shouldn’t have agreed to spend the weekend with me.”

  She unlinked her arms from his neck to press her hands against his shoulders. “Rayna said you wouldn’t hurt me.”

  “She lied,” he told her. He bared his incisors, bent his head, and bit into the side of her neck.

  “Oh…God…God…that feels….oh…” She trembled against him, her nails digging into his shoulders.

  Ingesting her blood felt fucking good. He slid his hands down to cup her ass and slid balls deep in and out of her warm channel. Holy hell, this is what pussy should feel like—wet, warm, tight, and clinging—as if it had been contoured just for his cock.

  She moaned and pushed against his shoulders.

  Stop resisting me, he commanded and slapped her ass.

  “Oh…” Her pussy tightened around his cock.

  A jolt of pleasure shot through him.

  Oh. Damn. Nice. He slapped her ass again—harder this time.

  Another pulse from her vaginal muscles encouraged him to rein a series of slaps on her ass cheeks.

  “Oh…oh, God, my ass is stinging,” she moaned. She bent her head and raked her teeth against his neck. “You’re going too fast…”

  While he no longer had a particular wish to hurt her, stopping or even slowing down was not an option he was in any position to entertain. His need for blood and sex was too great. He paddled her ass until her soft, moaning inhalations excited him and each cheek felt warm under his palms. Then he shortened his movements, fucking her with deep, greedy strokes.

  “Oh…God…Adrian…”

  Each upward thrust into her sent a corresponding rush of pleasure through him. Pushing in and out of her tight pussy combined with the sweet warmth of her blood flowing into his mouth drove him into a sexual frenzy.

  Inundated with wonderful sensations he hadn’t experienced in years and feeling an emotional response that shocked and surprised him, he released the last remnants of his control. Digging his fingers in her ass, he fucked her with complete abandonment. Her cunt was sweet and wet and he knew he’d be hard pressed not to fuck her into unconsciousness. Pussy this good was meant to be savored again and again.

  Just when he thought fucking her couldn’t get any better, she suddenly shuddered and whispered his name. Her soft lips brushed against his ear.

  Damn she was going to ruin him for other women. He eased nearly all of his cock out of her and gently pushed it back in. So damn fucking good.

  “Oh! Oh…oooh, Adrian…I love having your cock so deep inside me.”

  Struggling to resist the urge to slam his cock in and out of her, he forced himself to ease in and out of her. His patience was rewarded when she suddenly clutched at his shoulders.

  “Oh…yes…oh, God, Adrian! Yes! Fuck me hard and deep! Just like that! Fuck me!” She ground her ass against his thighs, tightening herself around his cock. Moments later she was fucking him back with a sweet heat he could almost taste. There were few things sexier than a human woman unashamed to fuck him back with a heat and hunger that nearly matched his own. Where the hell had she been all his life?

  He forced himself to keep his movements slow and measured until the wild contractions of her pussy and a sudden rush of moisture over his cock told him she was coming.

  Wrapping his arms around her, he removed his incisors from her neck, and tossing his head back, he g
roaned, and blasted his seed deep into her pussy. His release was more intense and prolonged than any he’d experienced in countless years.

  When the last blast of cum shot from his cock, he fell back against the chair, cradling her against his chest.

  She slipped her arms around his waist and pressed her cheek against his neck. “Oh…Adrian…that was everything I hoped it would be.”

  Her soft admission pleased him. He smiled, enjoying the involuntary shudders of her pussy and the gradual slowing down of her heartbeat as she lay in his arms. He doubted she'd spend any more time fantasizing about white men.

  She seemed sated and showed no inclination to climb off his cock, which pleased him even more.

  Damn he could easily get used to fucking a lusty full-figured woman who could take all of his cock and who didn’t attempt to scramble off him the moment she stopped coming. A sexy human woman who didn’t cry out in fear at the sight of his incisors was rare. One who willingly allowed him to enjoy lingering in her well-fucked pussy afterwards was even more rare. Maybe he’d been too hasty in deciding fems made the best lovers.

  He stroked a hand down her back to her ass. Lord, what a sweet fuck they’d shared.

  She traced the tip of his ear with her tongue.

  He was feeling mellow enough to consider buying her an extravagant present for her upcoming birthday. He gently squeezed and massaged her flesh in appreciation.

  “Hmmm. I like the way your hands feel on my ass,” she murmured.

  He ran his palms over her cheeks. “You have a very nice ass.”

  She lifted her head.

  He pressed a kiss against her neck where he’d fed on her and opened his eyes.

  She placed her hands on his shoulders. “Are you still angry?”

  Human women. He wanted another sweet fuck and she wanted to play twenty questions.

  “Adrian? Are you still angry?”

  Their gazes met and locked.

  Chapter Three

  Brandi saw no trace of anger in Adrian’s eyes. What was a Native American male doing with blue eyes? She glanced down. The sight of her blood on his firm lips excited rather than repelled her. She leaned forward to lick her blood off his lips.

  He squeezed her ass.

  She looked into his eyes again. “Are you?”

  His jaw clenched, but he remained silent.

  “I like the strong silent type, Adrian.” She cupped her palms against the sides of his neck and leaned forward until her breasts were crushed against his chest. She smiled and tightened her vaginal muscles.

  His cock pulsed inside her.

  “I’ll take the response from your cock as a no you’re not angry.”

  He didn’t respond.

  “Or at least your sugar dick isn’t angry with me.”

  He arched a brow. “My what?”

  “Your hard, hot, sweet, sugar dick.” She smiled at him. “I feel him pulsing deep inside me. He wants some more pussy.”

  He narrowed his gaze. “Don’t be too sure of yourself.”

  She tensed at the cool response. “What?”

  “And don’t make the mistake of thinking I’ll feel the need to ask if I do want more,” he warned.

  She compressed her lips. “You don’t need to threaten to take what you must know that I’ll gladly give you.”

  He compressed his lips.

  She leaned forward and touched her mouth to his. “I’ll gladly give you as much pussy as you want,” she whispered.

  He leaned away from her lips. “Maybe I prefer to take it.”

  She stroked her hands over his shoulders. “You can say that after what we just shared?”

  “What we just shared? We had sex. Don’t delude yourself into thinking there was anything special about it.”

  “There was something very special about it. I know you started to enjoy the sex even more once I was moving with you instead of trying to scramble off your cock. You can deny it, but we both know it’s true.”

  Adrian inhaled sharply. Damn who knew a full-figured woman could be so sexy and exciting he’d want to spend the night gazing into her eyes and being buried balls deep inside her? Nevertheless, her confidence pissed him off. It was time he reminded her just who the hell was in charge. “I don’t know what Rayna told you, but I didn’t make the two hour drive here for conversation with you.”

  He watched tiny sparks ignite deep in her brown gaze. She had a temper. Good. He wouldn't need to worry about incurring Rayna's wrath by hurting her friend's feelings.

  “Well, damn. Aren't you just oozing with charm? Not!”

  Amused and intrigued, he was hard pressed not to smile.

  “And surely you're not going to sit here and deny talking after such great sex feels good.”

  “Why wouldn't I?”

  “Because your over-sized pole is still buried nuts deep in me!”

  “A moment ago I had a sugar dick. Now it's turned into an over-sized pole?”

  She bit her bottom lip and laughed.

  Her laugh, like everything about her was soft, feminine, and sexy.

  She sobered and gazed into his eyes. “Doesn’t talking after sex help keep you revved up for the next round, Adrian?”

  The next round? Now she was talking. The thought of fucking her again so soon sent a jolt of lust thundering down to his cock. “I'm always revved,” he told her.

  She stuck the tip of her tongue out and slowly licked her full lips.

  His stomach muscles clenched. Sultry, sexy, yet with flashes of shyness. What an explosive combination.

  “Always revved? I like that in a handsome, big dicked, blue eyed vampire.”

  Her second reference to the blue eyes he'd never liked, annoyed him. “Do you have a thing for white men?”

  “No!” She shrugged. “But I do like blue eyes.”

  “Have you ever dated a white man?”

  She shook her head.

  “Have you ever wanted to?”

  “Not until I saw George Hamilton dancing in Love At First Bite. What woman fascinated by vampires wouldn't be intrigued? It was lust at first sight.”

  She stroked her fingers through his hair. “But I got over him the moment I saw your picture and learned you were the real thing, Adrian.”

  Damn she was practiced in the art of seducing and keeping a reluctant male aroused. He had to have her again. He gripped her hips and rose.

  She linked her arms around his neck again and deliberately brushed her lovely breasts against his chest.

  He slapped her ass. “Stop that.”

  “We both know you don’t really want me to stop,” she teased. “If you did, you wouldn’t still be inside me, stretching me so deliciously and ruining my pussy for other men.”

  Human women who discussed sex without inhibition were a rarity. Apparently the alluring Brandi Knight had hidden depths. He studied her face. She looked sweet, sexy, radiant, and confident—as if she knew she had him by the balls.

  She stared back at him, a sweet smile slowly curving her lush lips.

  Overcoming the urge to kiss her until she couldn’t breathe, he strolled across the room and maneuvered them onto the bed. He was definitely going to leave his stamp on her tight, luscious pussy.

  When he laid her on the bed, she gave him a provocative smile while bending her knees and slowly parting her legs.

  Adrian found the smell and taste of his expended seed unpleasant. Nevertheless, seeing his blood-drenched cum trickling from her pretty pussy made him burn with need. Before he fucked her again, he wanted to taste her. He joined her on the bed, kneeling between her legs.

  Staring down into her dark, liquid brown eyes, he slowly stroked his palms down her inner thighs. Her skin was soft, warm, and sex-scented. He lifted her right leg and turned his head to touch his mouth to her toes. She had pretty feet with a well-defined arch. Small wonder her legs looked so good in heels.

  He liked that her toenails were well cared for but unpainted. Lowering her right leg, he
lifted her left one, turning his lips against her toes.

  She lay on her back, undulating her body in time with the kisses he pressed against her toes. He reached his free hand down to rub his palm over her belly.