Blood Ties (2 page)

As his passion soared his sharp fangs descended. He was always careful to hide them from her. With the utmost tenderness, and all the while fighting back the vampire stirring his primal need to pierce her flesh and taste her blood, he nipped at her lips, unable to get enough of her. He slipped his tongue inside to join with hers. He felt her hard nipples crush against his chest, alerting him to her mounting arousal. He swallowed the whimper that escaped her lips as he brushed the outside swell of her swollen mounds. Her body practically vibrated. His breathing grew shallow, labored.

He rained kisses over the hollow of her throat, licking the vein that pulsed an erotic, luring beat. Working to tamp down his primal urges, he moved his mouth lower, trailing his tongue over her chin and down her neck until he reached the scented crevice between her full, creamy breasts. A sharp breath inflated his lungs, allowing him to breathe in her aroma.

Mikel ran his hands over the soft contours of her body, hating that fabric separated skin from skin. He was so attuned with her physically, her every thought, her every desire, he knew what she wanted, where she wanted it, and exactly how she wanted it.

Hunger for her clawed at his insides. She became pliant in his arms and he knew he had to have her.
Needed
to have her. To possess her. To brand her as his. It was almost frightening the way she consumed him, the way he yearned to have her climb inside of him and stay with him forever. Where he could keep her all to himself and protect her from the world.

He fisted the hem of her dress and lifted it over her hips, exposing her naked pussy. Dari never wore undergarments in her dreams. How pleasing. Slipping his hands underneath the fabric, he cradled the bare flesh of her backside and squeezed, driving her pelvis harder against his, trying to quell the ache that demanded his undivided attention. Attention he’d plan to give her, again and again.

He’d had sex before, of course. For the sake of sex. For physical relief only. With Dari it was different. Less physical, more emotional. She was his mate. The one and only meant for him. Unfortunately, with the threat against their lives, he could only make love to her in her dream world. And if he grew careless, prolonging their psychic connection, even that could prove dangerous.

She pulled back, breathless, and licked the moisture from her plump, kiss-swollen lips. Her flushed face was full of desire, her eyes darkly seductive. “Come see what I found.” She gathered his hand and tugged. Mikel’s fangs receded as he fell into step beside her. She guided him across a bed of freshly cut, crisp green summer grass. The dead flowers had once again sprung to life as happy thoughts filled her mind.

“Where are you taking me, Dari?”

A smile pulled at her lips as she extended her hands and tilted her head back to look at him. “Right here.” Arousal edged her voice and made his cock pulse.

He had to admit, she did have one hell of an imagination. Mikel took in the picturesque waterfall spilling over a cluster of rocks. The cool spray reached them on the grassy embankment, moistening their skin and clothes, but doing little to help ease the heat inside him.

Her provocative pout made him harder than he’d ever been before as she toyed with the top button on her dress. “Will you join me?” she murmured seductively.

He shot her a sidelong glance and cocked one brow. “Like you even had to ask.” He stepped closer. Her blue floral dress had changed in color, turning crimson red, indicating her mood, reflecting the passion inside her.

He grabbed her hands and anchored them to her sides. “Allow me.” His nimble fingers worked the row of buttons lining the front. Once finished he slowly pulled it open to reveal her gorgeous breasts. He quickly discarded the flimsy piece of material that had prohibited his gaze from caressing her naked flesh. He slipped it from her shoulders and let it fall to her feet. The bright red dress spilled across the grass like blood.

He stood back, drew a deep, steadying breath and panned the length of the sensuous woman before him. Her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she in turn appraised him. He registered every detail of her gorgeous curvy body as his gaze shifted to her breasts, to pert nipples that beckoned his mouth.

Who was he to deny them?

In one quick stride, he closed the short distance and removed the flower from behind her ear. He brought it to his nose and sniffed.

“This doesn’t smell nearly as sweet as you.” Dari tilted her head back and exhaled a sexy bedroom moan as he trailed the flower over her lips, her neck and lower until he skimmed her breasts. He brushed the tulip over her nipples, scenting her ethereal, porcelain-white flesh. The enticing combination of Dari mixed with the flora became his undoing.

Unable to deny his mouth the taste of her any longer, he lowered his head. Flicking his tongue out, he circled her pale mounds, drawing the blade of his tongue closer to the engorged peaks. Dari arched and tangled her fingers through his hair. He blew a heated breath on her wet nipples and watched them tighten in bliss.

“Oh, Mikel.” When he closed his mouth around one extended nipple and sucked, she exhaled a shuddery breath and quivered in delight. “You always know how to touch me just right.”

He trailed the tulip down lower, curling it around her belly button, dipping it into the hollow, tickling her oversensitive flesh. As though moving of its own accord, the flower descended, whispering across her thighs. She widened her stance in silent invitation. He growled his approval. Mikel brushed the scented petals over her pussy, caressing, arousing her clit out from its pink hood. His finger skimmed her folds. Her twin lips were damp with passion.

She trembled as he paid homage to her other breast. Drawing her hard bud into his mouth, he bit down until she cried in pleasure and pain. His fingers replaced the flower between the juncture of her legs. It pleased him to find her so warm and wanting. He opened her labia and pressed a finger into her slick heat, pushing all the way inside her passion-drenched sheath. A shiver wracked her body. He reveled in her texture, her warmth, her heady aroma.

“You are so hot, Dari.”

“That’s because you don’t visit me often enough.”

“Let me make up for that right now.” He pressed another finger inside her. Her body vibrated, her chest heaved. His own muscles clenched as he fought down the primal beast itching to make its presence. Itching to plunge into her and stake his claim.

Dari threw her arms around his neck. Her head lolled to the side as her body opened for him, granting him access to her most private parts. “I love how you touch me.”

Mikel’s chest puffed up knowing how excited she was, how much she enjoyed and longed for his visits and their intimate playtime. If only their unions could be more frequent. If only he could truly have her with him. Mikel pushed that painful thought aside and turned his concentration to her beautiful body.

“Mikel,” she whispered, her aroused voice sounding suddenly impatient.

“Yes,” he mumbled around a mouthful of breast.

“You’re overdressed.” Small hands tugged at his shirt.

She stepped back, taking her heat with her. His fingers slowly slipped from her soaked pussy. The pad of his thumb nudged her marbled clitoris. Her body quivered in response to the erotic withdrawal. Lids fluttering, she let out a little gasp. Moisture dampened his flesh as he felt her shiver of pleasure as though it was his own. He immediately missed her feminine heat as his hands fell to his sides. He growled, showing his displeasure.

She smiled, a sparkle lit her dark eyes. God, how she loved to tease him. He scrubbed his hand over his chin. Her scent lingered before his nostrils.

“I want to see you naked. There are things I want to do to you.” Her raspy voice played down his spine, prompting him into action.

Mikel made short work of his clothes, hastily tearing away his shirt and his pants. He tossed them aside, leaving them to mingle with hers on the ground a few feet away. Lacking modesty, he stood before her, naked, eager, his cock jutting forward, aching to sink into her heated core. Her eyes swept over him. She smiled her approval.

Lust thickened his voice as fire burned through his veins. “Now where were we?” he inquired with a raise of his brow.

Dari turned her back to him, gifting him with a view of her perfect backside. She wiggled slightly and pointed to the waterfall. His gaze fell from the
X
branded on her back, a mark identical to his since they were given to all Nallie at birth, to her perfect heart-shaped ass. He groaned, knowing he’d have to have her right there, in her tight fissure, if she continued to provocatively shake it at him.

“I think I’ll take a swim.” She ran away and jumped into the pool of water at the foot of the falls.

A low rumble rose up from the depths of his throat. “You are such a tease. I’m going to make you pay for that.” He let out a patient sigh.

Her laugh was raspy, sexy. “That’s what I’m counting on.” He didn’t miss the note of amusement in her voice as she splashed water at him. God, he loved it when she was happy. She disappeared under the waves, encouraging him to chase her.

Mikel dove in after her. It didn’t take long for the frigid water to clear his lust-saturated mind and ease the heat inside him. Couldn’t she have at least made the waterfall warm?

With long even strides, he swam after her. They both surfaced in the shallow end and moved under the waterfall. Ribbons of water pelted against their skin, stinging his flesh but arousing his senses at the same time. Her dark eyes met his. Her long thick hair clung to her pale skin, a few strands curling around her blissfully hard nipple. Mikel brushed her bangs from her forehead and dropped a hard kiss on her mouth. His fingers traced the pattern of her curves. His gaze left her face to track a stream of water as it slipped between her breasts, over her flat stomach to bury itself in her feminine mound.

He moved his hand to the small of her back. Sexual awareness leapt between them. “I’m naked like you wanted. So what are you going to do with me?” he taunted, pushing her closer to the smooth rock wall behind the cascading stream and onto the sandy ledge. Sunlight broke through the canopy of water. The soft glow made her skin glisten.

“Anything I want to. After all, it’s my dream.” The pleasure in her voice excited him. Grinning, she dipped her head and feathered kisses over his chest. Her thick lashes fluttered against her skin. She took such great pleasure in tormenting him, prolonging her sexual seduction. He groaned in frustration. The coldness of the water was quickly forgotten.

Her hands snaked out. One small palm closed over his engorged cock. She stroked him once, then twice, brushing her thumb over the slit. Dipping into the liquid arousal dripping from the tip.

She brought her thumb to her mouth and licked it. “Mmmm,” she moaned.

He sucked in a tight breath. “Dari.” All teasing slipped from his voice.

“Soon, Mikel,” she whispered. “After I taste more of you.”

With that she dropped to her knees. She inhaled his scent then let out a slow, unsteady breath. It brushed over his thighs, thickening his cock. The first sweet touch of her wet tongue tasting his arousal brought forth the vampire in him. His teeth descended, his growl sounded anything but human.

Dari continued to work her mouth over his substantial thickness. She rocked on her heels and widened her mouth, nearly taking him in down her throat. He was not a small man by any means, making her feat most impressive.

Her fingers cupped his balls, caressing, fondling and playing with his orbs in delight. Blood pounded through his veins as the sweet torture made him throb. She knew just how to touch him to turn his world inside out. He groaned low in his throat and pulled in more air yet he still couldn’t seem to fill his lungs.

With effort, he worked to speak. “I’m…close…” His voice was merely a low strained whisper.

She moaned her pleasure, licking the soft folds underneath his bulbous head, nipping at the wet tip of his arousal. Each velvet stroke raised his passion to new heights tempting the human part of him to give over to the beast.

His blood heated, his throat tightened. He snarled. The savage sound welling up inside him drew her attention. She stole a quick glance. He pushed her hair back and gently stroked her cheeks. His heart slammed in his chest. A riot of emotions tore through him. He looked at her with all the love inside him. He knew she felt it by the warmth in her eyes.

Stoking the fire inside him, she brought her attention back to his throbbing cock. With a feathery light touch, she brushed her fingers over his balls, reaching past them, caressing the skin between his sac and ass. A moment later he felt her finger play around his puckered opening. Slowly, seductively, she eased her fingertip inside his sensitive cleft. White stars danced before his eyes and drawing in air seemed almost impossible. That was it. It was all he could take.

His body convulsed as need consumed him. He rushed to get the words out, “Dari, I’m going to come.” His voice was strangled. He gripped her hair to ease her off. She wasn’t deterred. She continued to kiss his cock. Her tongue urged him on, inviting him to release in her hot mouth.

“Dari…” he murmured. The wall of water behind him rushed faster, as though matching the tempo and rhythm of his pounding heart. The thunderous noise barely audible to him as he concentrated on the erotic sensations she evoked with her tongue.

Mikel clenched his jaw as she sucked harder. He pulled her hair off her face so he could watch his cock slide in and out of her mouth. His balls tightened against his body as his orgasm drew closer. Waves of pleasure made him quake and rocked his world as his climax ripped through him. Shuddering, he fisted her hair, stilled her movements and spurted his seed into her mouth.

She remained on her knees, stroking, soothing his trembling flesh. After his breathing regulated, his sharp fangs retracted. He cupped her chin and tilted her head until their eyes met. A curtain of dark wet hair cascaded over her breasts. He brushed it from her shoulders and blew a contented breath.