Odyssey (The Vampire Destiny Series Companion Book 1) (44 page)

As I had pondered so many times before, where had she been all my life? 

“Stefan… please,” she mumbled, whimpering from the powerful response my hands were having on her body.  “I need you.”

“Always impatient,” I admonished between kisses to her shoulders.  My tongue laved over the crook of her neck, and I relished the fact that her legs trembled as she waited for the sting of my fangs.  The urge was strong, but that would come later.  Instead, I laughed against her skin and moved to bury my nose in the tangle of her hair.

I would be lying if I told you I was not enjoying every single moment of this.  I knew this body, choosing to play her like a finely tuned instrument.  It was not a matter of how I would make her come…it was when.

I nudged her forward, directing her down to the bed so she was resting on her hands and knees.  My hand spread covetously across her back, pushing her breasts against the coolness of the covers, her elbows supporting the majority of her weight.

I admired her for a moment.  My fingertips trailed over the arch of her back to fondle the round globes of her ass, tearing her panties away and moving between her slick thighs, spreading them apart.  She was now fully exposed and completely at my mercy.

I inhaled a severe, unnecessary breath.  “You look like a goddess, spread out for me like this.  Only for me.”

The beast within me rejoiced in seeing her so submissive to my needs, at hearing the soft hitch of her breath as my fingers played against her clit and slipped through her swollen folds, spreading the wetness over her slit with my fingertip.  She released a wanton moan, and pushed her ass back towards me and deeper into my hand.

I was glad she could not see my face.  Gone was the soft, loving face of the man she loved.  It was replaced by the predator that hovered just below the surface, cold and calculating.  “You like?”

Another moan was my answer as she shoved back again.  “Oh god, yes.”

One of my fingers slid inside of her tight pussy and stroked lazily.  If I had my way, I would tease her for hours until I had her begging for me to satisfy her…and then I would take her again and again until neither of us could walk.

Another slipped inside, stretching her further.  Her fingernails almost ripped apart the sheets when my third finger entered her, stretching her wider.  Her inner muscles tightened around them and her head fell back, a broken cry escaping her lips.  “Stefan, fuck!”

“Do you want more?” I asked, my deep voice sounding uneven.  My fingers continued to plunge in and out, her hips rolling back to meet my steady rhythm.

Unable to speak, she sent me a mental response. 
“I want everything.”

I inhaled sharply again and I felt the sharp points of my fangs as they dropped, poking into my lower lip.  “Then you will have it.”

The bed shifted under my weight as I moved even closer, withdrawing my fingers and lining up behind her, swiftly entering her in one thrust, my cock gliding within her depths.  One of my hands gripped her hip, guiding her back to me.

Her erratic cries and my loud grunts were timed to every one of my thrusts, our voices blending together as I took her relentlessly.  My sticky, wet fingers ran across the curve of her ass, until one circled her other entrance.

She stiffened and I rushed to reassure her.
“You want everything.  Let me show you.”

I maintained my steady rhythm as I slipped the wet finger deep inside her tight entrance.  It was sensory overload of the most primal kind, and I almost came when I took in the beauty of completely filling her with my cock and finger.  And the goddess below me accepted and impulsively surged back, pulling them both deep inside and then begged me for more.

“You are fucking beautiful.”
  My mind-voice was sexy and filled with admiration.  My beautiful mate; my perfect match.

Heat coursed through me, my lust hammering at my control.  My finger and cock thrust inside of her feverishly while my other hand kept a firm grip on her hip.  Josephine’s head dropped to the bed, her body moving instinctively in time with me.  It was almost as if we were in an erotic, sensual trance where only we existed.

I could feel her tightening around me, her orgasm building to its crescendo, and I became relentless.  I continued to pump and drive deep, stroke after stroke.  My fangs itched to bury themselves in her flesh but her moans, groans, and cries were the only sounds that kept me lucid.

Her legs trembled as she tightened around me, and I felt myself let go into a state of euphoria I had never felt before.  She had exploded into a million pieces around me, and her ecstasy and lustful thoughts had blended with my own, our mutual longing overtaking and feeding each other. My feral-like passion had combined with hers, and the erotic pleasure of watching her give herself over to me fed into my desperation to own her in every way.

We no longer were two separate beings; we were one in every way.

She shattered around me and the power of her climax caused her arms to collapse against the bed.  My arm slipped around her waist and pulled her to me as her release brought on my own.  A ferocious growl spilled out into the room as I emptied violently inside of her.  Only then did I give into my second need, and my fangs slipped into her shoulder as I shook over her.  We fell in a heap on the bed in a tangled pile of arms and legs.

Neither of us could move.  My head sank over her shoulder, seeking out her lips.  They met languidly, both of us physically and emotionally spent from our intense lovemaking.  The back of my hand brushed up her arm as I kissed her, my teeth nibbling on her bottom lip.

My mouth pulled from hers and I offered her a smug, sexy smile of utter satisfaction.  “You fully gave yourself over to me.”

“I wanted it all in that moment and you gave it to me.”  She rolled over to face me, hooking her leg over my thigh and running her hands over my chest.  “I could feel all of your emotions.  Our minds became one and I didn’t know where I began and you ended.  I felt your need, your love.  I felt everything.”

“I could feel you as well.”  My eyes bored into her.  “You bring out a side of me I never knew existed.  I struggle not to let myself lose control with you.  I only want you to feel pleasure, Josephine.  Never fear.”

I could sense her mental tug of war over my words. “You always hold back?  You want more than what we have?”

“I always want more with you, vackra.  The more I have you, the more I desire you.  I always feel that powerfully for you.  Tonight I did not have to hold back.”  My mind turned dark and I could feel my dark mask slip into place as I relived every moment of our earlier moments together, my mind replaying the tumble of sensual images saturating my mind.

“You… on your knees before me and telling me you wanted everything….” My voice tapered off and I shook myself as if that could bring me out of my memories.  My tongue swiped across my lower lip and I held her chin, bringing our faces so close together that our noses touched.  “You allowed me to claim you, although you were always in control, vackra.  It is give and take.  You gave me what I wanted and you took the pleasure I gave you, that we gave one another.”

Nodding, the tip of her tongue flickered out to trace the outline of my lips.  My hand gripped her leg, pulling it higher.  Without another word, I slipped back inside of her.  Our lips met and my hands slid up her back, twisting into the hair at the nape of her neck as I took her again, only this time with gentleness and worship.

“Let me completely into your mind, vackra… and come into mine.”

As my hips rocked against hers, our mouths connected and our minds intertwined.  I could sense her love for me, her need and her fathomless desire.  I visibly jolted, and pushed my intense want and my overwhelming love for her back to her.

She clasped her fingers in my hair and I groaned seductively into her mouth, our bodies continuing their steady pace.  Neither of us would last long this time around.  We were both too far gone…

I could not take my eyes off of her, and I wanted nothing more than to see her eyes when she came for me.  As if she could sense my need, her eyes opened and met mine.  And just like that, she fell apart.  Her emerald eyes lost focus, her plump lips parting in a deep cry of completion.  A tender smile pulled at the corner of my mouth as I joined her.  Our gazes never faltered as we clung to each other, riding out the throes of our combined orgasm.

She was a trembling, boneless disaster and I was not much better off than her.  My arms were heavy and my head fell limply against the pillow.  Our breathing was a series of ragged, rapid pants and gasps.  Only my mind was cognizant and I eagerly sought out hers.  She wondered if this is how it would always be for us.  Would we always want each other so desperately?

“Yes.  However, it will become more intense,” I replied softly.  I curled a lock of her hair gently around my finger.  She laughed softly, rubbing her nose against my cheek affectionately.   “The more we love one another, the more intense the craving will be.  I have never felt anything that I can compare to what it feels like to be with you.  It is like…”

“Perfection,” she finished for me.  I glanced up at her and smiled, my eyes begging her to continue.  She did not disappoint. “Being with you is everything I ever wanted but didn’t know how to ask for it.  When we’re together like this, I feel complete.  Like I’m home.”

“Home,” I repeated in agreement.  “I have not had a home in 975 years.”

I pulled myself from the bed and walked into the bathroom.  I turned on the water and adjusted the temperature.  I had only been gone for a moment when I reentered the room.  I braced myself over her prone body curled on the bed, dropping a chaste kiss on her lips.  I raised my head and tugged on her arm.

“Come with me.”

Chapter Sixteen- Reunion

She followed along behind me, and I was happy to see her smile when she saw the huge bathtub filling with water.  I slipped into the water and offered her my hand.  Holding on to me, she slid into the water, her back against my chest.  We sat in the large tub, sated and content in listening to the sounds of the water as it splashed against our skin.