Blake's Pursuit (22 page)

“Already tired of your gift, I see,” he commented, pointing to the discarded towel on the floor.

“I’ve never been very fond of wrappings,” she said, and went down on her knees. She reached for his already semi-hard cock and wrapped her hand around it, feeling it grow with every second. “I’ve always liked what was inside.” She looked up at him and reveled in his heated gaze.

“Lilo, I hope you know what you’re doing,” he warned.

“Don’t worry,” she murmured. “I believe I’m very good at this.”

She brought her face closer and guided his erection to her mouth, licking over the bulbous head with her tongue.

“Fuck, Lilo!”

“Shhh.” She blew against his heated flesh. “Let me do this.” She lifted her eyes to look at Blake, then wrapped her lips around his tip and slid down on him until she could go no farther.

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If he didn’t know any better, he’d say he’d died from the gunshot wound and gone to heaven, because Lilo on her knees in front of him, his cock in her mouth, was more than he’d hoped for in his wildest dreams. Particularly not this quickly. After having confessed to being a vampire less than twenty-four hours earlier, he’d expected that she would need time to accept him for what he was—not immediately want to go down on him and worship him with her divine mouth.

But the intense pleasure she was unleashing on him with her soft lips and her wicked tongue was too real to be a figment of his imagination. No, he was truly awake, and Lilo was making love to him with her mouth. Her eyes were closed now and she sighed softly, her breath teasing his engorged flesh, sending a tingling sensation down his shaft and into his balls. They tightened in response.

“Lilo, baby,” he groaned and shoved his hands into her hair, not to force himself deeper into her, but to pull back a bit. “Easy, or you’re gonna make me come too quickly.”

She opened her eyes then and lifted her gaze while she continued taking him into her mouth, then sucking on him as she slowly withdrew.

He’d never seen anything more erotic than the scene that was unfolding in front of him. Her lips were plump and red, wrapping tightly around his hard-on. The warmth and wetness of her mouth felt as if he was diving into paradise. She was all feminine softness as she licked him with such devotion.

“So beautiful,” he murmured.

As if to thank him for the compliment, she brought one hand to his balls and cradled them.

A spear of white hot heat charged through him, nearly robbing him of any control he still had—which wasn’t much to start with—and forced a moan over his lips. If she continued like this, he’d spill in her mouth in thirty seconds flat. And he wasn’t going to let that happen.

But he couldn’t resist the urge to thrust his hips on her next descent, asking for more friction. Lilo wrapped her hand more tightly around his root while she caressed his balls with the other and licked her tongue along the underside of his cock, teasing the sensitive flesh.

“Fuck!”

He wrenched himself free of her and pulled her up to stand.

“Strip. Now! And get on the bed!”

“But I wasn’t done,” she said coquettishly.

“Oh, no, you were done,” he insisted. No way could he have taken another second of her sensual torture. “Now strip!” Because if he had to do it, he’d shred her clothes to rags.

Smiling, Lilo pulled her T-shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. She wore no bra, and automatically, he reached for her breasts, cupping the perfect globes, loving the weight in his palms. But she stepped back and walked toward the bed, turning her back to him, stopping a foot away from it. He watched her as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her jogging pants and pushed them down her legs, letting them pool at her bare feet, before she stepped out of them completely.

She wore a skimpy lace thong today, hiding nothing from his hungry view. Like a tiger, he stalked toward her. And as if she knew what he wanted, she slid onto the bed on her hands and knees, her enticing ass pointed at him. His mouth went dry, and he lost the ability to speak. He couldn’t even tell her how sexy she looked, because his brain wasn’t working anymore. All blood had rushed to his cock, bringing him to bursting point.

He stepped behind her, reached for her thong and wordlessly ripped it from her. She didn’t even flinch, showed no sign that she was objecting to his rough treatment. Even when he gripped her hips with both hands and brought one knee to rest on the mattress while remaining standing behind her, she didn’t try to get away. She was offering herself to him despite everything she’d seen: his sharp fangs, his glaring eyes, and his deadly claws.

“Don’t make me wait,” she murmured now, looking over her shoulder.

The way she gazed at him, with passion and desire in her eyes, nearly undid him. He thrust forward and plunged into her moist heat, seating himself in her pussy. She was everything he remembered and more. And this time everything was different. This time he knew he didn’t have to hide his desires, didn’t need to hold back, because Lilo understood him now.

Savoring every second, he withdrew in slow motion, pulling himself entirely from her sheath. He took a breath to collect his strength, before he drove back into her, this time gentler, trying to take his time. He didn’t want this to end too quickly. Because being inside of Lilo, feeling her interior muscles clamp around him as if she didn’t want to let him go, chased away the horror he’d been through earlier when the silver had started eating him alive.

“I need you, Lilo.”

Never before had he needed anybody like he needed her. That he gave her power over him by admitting this, he didn’t care.

He slowed his thrusts and moved back and forth with more tenderness now. He let go of one hip and ran his hand along her shapely ass, caressing her, reveling in the softness of her skin. Her blond locks fell over her back and shoulders, whipping back and forth, side to side, with every thrust he delivered.

But taking her like this wasn’t enough anymore. He needed a deeper connection with her, to look into her eyes when they both came. To know that she saw him, the vampire.

Blake eased himself from her tight channel and turned her onto her back. She gazed up at him with passion-clouded eyes. Her chest was heaving, her heart hammering so loud his vampire senses had no trouble picking up the sound. A thin sheen of perspiration covered her entire body, making her even more beautiful. A long lock curled around her hard nipple as if caressing it. He reached for it and freed the little rosebud, letting his finger slide over it.

A strangled moan broke from her throat, and she arched off the mattress. “Please,” she begged, putting her hands on his hips and pulling him down to her, until he was hovering over her center. She reached for his cock then and stroked the hard length.

He clenched his jaw. “Lilo, oh God, you’re killing me.”

She smiled up at him, mischief in her eyes now. “I didn’t realize a vampire would be so sensitive.”

He nudged his cockhead at her moist entrance. “Everything we feel is amplified.” He plunged back into her, watching with satisfaction how all the air rushed from her lungs, sending moans bouncing off his bedroom walls.

He kept his tempo slow, wanting to prolong their lovemaking, because this time he wanted to show Lilo how perfect things could be between them. Their bodies moved in sync as if they’d done this a hundred times, perfectly attuned to each other. Lilo’s pelvis tilted toward him whenever he dove deeper, inviting him into her delicious pussy. Her ankles crossed over his butt to hold him close to her, and he loved the feeling of her heels digging into him, just like her fingernails dug into his back.

“I want you to see me,” he said, locking eyes with her.

There was understanding in them. She knew what he wanted to do.

“Yes, Blake, my love.”

The word sank deep into him and filled him with an unknown sense of pride. He wanted to howl, instead he opened his mouth and peeled his lips back from his gums, while he willed his fangs to lengthen until they were fully extended.

She stared at them, while he continued to move in and out of her, slow and steady, to show her that he was in control.

Lilo lifted her hand, her face a mask of fascination.

When he realized what she was about to do, he pulled his head back a few inches. “Are you sure you want to touch them?”

“Yes, please.” She brought her hand closer, and he ceased his movements.

“You should know something first.”

She cast him a curious look.

“Fangs are a vampire’s most erogenous zone. By touching me there, you’re going to make me come very quickly.”

She smiled. “Then we’ll just have to have seconds later.”

“I like the way you think.”

Lilo moved her finger closer, and he remained entirely motionless. The pad of her finger brushed his lower lip, before she ran it over his teeth, sliding back until she reached his fang. At the contact, a jolt went through him, and he thrust his cock deep into her, moaning out loud.

Her finger slipped off his fang, but got caught at his tip. He felt it pierce her skin.

“Oh!” she let out on a stunned exhale.

The scent of blood rose into his nostrils, and made his entire body stiffen. “Fuck, Lilo!” He knew it had been a bad idea to let her touch him there. Because he now couldn’t resist anymore. His tongue lapped out and licked the drop of blood off the pad of her finger, closing the tiny incision instantly.

As the blood moved past his taste buds on the back of his tongue and then down his throat, he growled. Automatically, his hips began to move in a tempo he had no control over. Hard and fast, he began to fuck her, to drive his relentless cock in and out of her, while he tried to hold on to the last vestiges of his control.

Beneath him, Lilo moaned despite the rough treatment he was dealing her. She slid her hand onto his nape and pulled him to her, pressing her lips to his, even though his fangs were fully extended. Was she not afraid that he’d hurt her?

He tried to pull back, but already, she’d dipped her tongue between his lips and was running it along his teeth. When the smooth surface of her warm tongue connected with one of his fangs, he gave himself over to the pleasure Lilo was granting him and didn’t fight it any longer.

His balls tightened, and hot semen shot through the length of his cock, exploding from the tip. But it didn’t slow his thrusts. He continued to plunge into her until, finally, he felt her shudder beneath him, her interior muscles gripping him like a tight fist and squeezing him.

He retracted his fangs and took over the kiss, pouring his soul into it, until they were both breathless.

30

Blake rolled onto his back and immediately pulled Lilo halfway onto his body, loving the feeling of her weight on him, one leg draped over his groin, one hand on his chest, while her head rested on his shoulder. For a few moments, all he could do was catch his breath. Lilo, too, was breathing hard.

He pressed a kiss on the top of her head. “I can’t even tell you what it means to me to have you in my bed.”

She lifted her head and looked at him.

“To know you’ve accepted me for what I am.” He locked eyes with her. “To feel you lick my fangs. I never dared hope for this much.”

Lilo gently ran her finger over his lips. “I’ve never seen anything more erotic than when you showed me your fangs and let me touch them.”

His heart thundered at the revelation. “You weren’t afraid.”

“You said you wouldn’t hurt me.”

“You trust me despite everything that happened.” He could hardly believe it. But he saw it in her eyes. Lilo had faith in him.

He took hold of her finger and kissed it. “I’m sorry about pricking you with my fang.”

“It wasn’t your fault.” Lilo looked away. “Did you like it?”

“Your blood?”

She nodded.

“How could I not? Lilo, you have no idea what it’s like. My sense of smell is so hypersensitive that even now I can smell your blood. And you know what that does to me?”

She lifted her eyes back to meet his gaze. “What does it do?”

He took her hand and guided it to his groin, where he placed it over his hardening cock. “That’s what it does.”

Her chin dropped. “How can you already be hard again?”

He chuckled. “Because of you. That tiny drop of blood that I licked off your finger is making me want more. That’s why the vampire inside me is preparing for it, for you. The vampire inside me wants to seduce you with sex until you allow him to bite you.”

He knew he shouldn’t tell her this, but he was done hiding things from her. If he had any chance of winning her for good, he had to be honest about every aspect of himself. Winning her for good? The thought suddenly struck him. Did he truly want her in his life? When had he made that decision?

When she didn’t respond, he slid his hand under her chin and looked deep into her eyes. “I would never force you. I want you to know that. But you should know that every time we make love, my desire to drink your blood will grow.”

Understanding shone back in her eyes. “Is that why you think that Hannah let Ronny bite her?”

He stroked his hand over her head and drew her against his chest. “You said they’d been dating for at least six months. No vampire, no matter how civilized and tame, will stay with a woman for that length of time without biting her. With or without her permission. Though I doubt Hannah would have denied him. She knew what a vampire’s bite entailed, before she ever met Ronny.”

“Knew, how?”

“Because I bit her.”

Lilo shot up to a sitting position. “What?” Her eyes were wide with shock. “You and Hannah? You were lovers?”

At her appalled look, he couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “Hannah and I?” He sat up and pulled Lilo to him, but she pushed him back. “Hannah and I were never lovers. We were never attracted to each other. Not for a single second.”

She frowned, obviously not believing him. “Then why?”

“You wouldn’t by any chance be jealous?”

“Don’t be ridiculous!” she shot back.

But he knew he’d hit a nerve, and that fact made his heart beat out of control. Lilo had a fierce streak of possessiveness in her that he hadn’t expected. But he had no time to revel in it, because first he needed to calm her down and assure her that the bite had had nothing to do with sex.