Amaury's Hellion (13 page)

Amaury pulled her lower lip between his and traced it with his tongue. She tasted intoxicating.

“Why?” Her hands came up to grab the lapels of his shirt.

“I don’t know. And I don’t care. Let it happen.”

He couldn’t explain the attraction between them or why he wasn’t following Gabriel’s orders and wiped her memory of him and all vampires.

“Am I safe with you?”

He pulled back a few inches to look into her eyes. “Have I hurt you so far?”

“Well, you did paddle my ass, as you so elegantly put it.”

He grinned. Spanking her had been more than just a little enjoyable. In fact, it had gotten him rather hot—and hard. He wouldn’t mind a repeat of it at a later time.

“Which you thoroughly deserved for …”
For giving me such a fright seeing you captured by Zane,
he wanted to say, but bit back the words. “… for stalking me and my friends.”

By his shirt she pulled him close to her. “Next time you spank me, you should do it right. I barely felt a thing through my pants.”

Amaury almost choked. Was Nina suggesting he should slap her naked ass? “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” He’d be happy to do anything she wanted to that cute backside of hers. She just had to ask. Actually, she didn’t even need to ask; a mere hint would suffice to put him into action.

“Guess, you’ll just have to figure that out, won’t you?” But she didn’t give him another chance to answer and sank her lips onto his.

Her soft flesh met with his, opening a floodgate of sensations rushing through his body. Her warmth seeped into him, travelled over his skin and penetrated his cells. More blood pumped into his loins, making his already swollen shaft even harder. He allowed his hands to roam over her body as his mouth fitted to hers, learning her every groove.

While his hand on her back pressed her closer to him, he let his other hand slide up her neck, caress the soft skin, then cup her cheek. His thumb stroked her jaw and ran along the underside of her chin, feeling the soft muscle below and the warm blood running through her.

Amaury angled his head and requested entrance with his tongue nudging at her lips. With a sigh she surrendered to his gentle demand and parted her moist lips. A searing bolt of lightning shot through his core as he invaded the delicious caverns of her mouth, finding his responsive counterpart, his long desired twin fitting perfectly to him.

He released a guttural moan when he started a duel with her tongue. She sparred with him just the way she’d sparred with him verbally. Her talented mouth drew him deeper, asking him to explore her and learn every minute detail of her. It was exactly what he wanted to do.

Nina suddenly pulled away. “You’re wearing too many clothes.”

Without waiting for an answer, she ripped his shirt open, sending buttons flying. Instantly she dug her hands into his chest, sending electrical shocks traveling over his skin wherever she touched him. When had a woman last shown him such passion?

“I didn’t like that shirt anyway.” Amaury pulled her head to him again and continued their passionate kiss, while Nina stripped him of his shirt and threw it on the floor. He felt turned on by the way she handled him, confident and assertive. Having a strong woman like her in his arms aroused him more than any of his daily one-night-stands ever had.

Never had a woman made such passionate demands on him, and never had he been so willing to let a female take charge. This was new to him. New and exciting. Whatever she wanted to do to him, he wouldn’t object, as long as she was using her mouth, her tongue and her hands the way she was now.

“Take me to bed,” she whispered.

His mumbled “yes” was drowned out by her lips. Not that he needed words to respond to her. He merely lifted them both from the couch without interrupting their kiss and walked them to his bedroom. With his foot, he kicked the door open.

The sheets on his bed were a tangled mess, evidence of his nightmare from the previous day. Slowly, Amaury dropped onto the bed. With a swift move Nina pushed him, and he landed with his back on the mattress, feeling himself straddled by her. Not a bad position to be in.

It had been a while since he’d had a woman in his bed. Most of his sexual encounters happened in dark alleys, nightclubs or back rooms of some sort or other. This was different, more intense, more intimate.

Amaury grabbed her hips and pressed his erection against her center. “I want you.” He tugged at her jacket, but she stopped him.

“You first. I want to see you naked.” Her eyes were clouded with passion and desire as she looked at him from under her long lashes. It hit him in the gut: that look, those gorgeous eyes looking at him as if it meant something.

“Then undress me.” He wanted to surrender to her, give her carte blanche, just to see that look in her face that said she wanted him.

Her hands were steady when she eased the button of his pants open as if she’d done this to him a hundred times. A second later he watched her lower his zipper. He breathed a sigh of relief when his engorged shaft sprang free.

She quickly freed him of his pants and boots before she crawled back up toward his center. He didn’t let her out of his sight for even a second, watching her every seductive move. There was something kinky about the fact that he was naked while she remained fully dressed. Something almost forbidden.

Her tongue darted out and licked her lips as she focused on his proud cock nestled in a thatch of thick black hair.

“You’re beautiful.” Nina looked straight at his face. “I want to taste you.” Her gaze dropped back to his hard flesh. He’d never been so aware of his maleness than under her hungry look.

Had he just died and gone to heaven? When was the last time a woman really wanted to give him pleasure without him having to persuade her? Was she for real?

Amaury reached for her, wanting to assure himself that she wasn’t a figment of his imagination.

“Keep your hands over your head. Hold onto those bars,” she advised him and pointed at the metal headboard of his bed. “No touching. I want to do this my way.”

Her seductive smile melted his insides and shot another wave of pleasure through his body, all the way down to his toes. She was still fully dressed, and he lay in front of her, sprawled out stark naked and horny as hell. The aroma of her arousal drifted into his nostrils and drove his desire for her even higher.

“No touching?” How could he possibly keep his hands to himself when the woman of his dreams was in his bed?

Nina shook her head. “Not yet. Later.”

He did as she said and grabbed the bars above his head.

He could wait, as hard as it was for him. Soon he would rip her clothes off her body and see her in all her glorious nakedness, touch and kiss every inch of her body and bury himself in her. But she wanted this first, and he wasn’t one to deny a woman, especially not if she wanted to pleasure him so selflessly. God, he was one lucky son of a bitch.

“Close your eyes and just feel.”

Obeying suddenly sounded like the natural thing to do.

Her lips brushed against his thigh, and her warm tongue blazed a trail of molten lava upwards toward his belly. Instantly his breathing sped up, his heartbeat increased. Amaury fought against the urge to grab her, sling her underneath him and plunge into her. With painstaking slowness, the temptress licked her way up his thigh, then stopped just short of the spot where his desire made a clear statement.

His other thigh received the same tantalizing treatment, making his hips jerk upwards.

“Baby, you’re killing me.” Very, very slowly—and he loved every second of it.

“Not yet.”

His response got stuck in his throat when he felt her tongue lick at the base of his cock. Warmth and wetness engulfed him as her lips grazed his skin, planting small kisses where her tongue had licked before. His moans filled the room.

“I like your taste.”

Amaury reached for her, running his hand through her hair. “Oh,
chérie
.”

Immediately she pulled away. “No hands. Eyes closed.”

He was out of his mind with his need for her, but Nina’s determined look made him comply with her wishes, and he put his hands back onto the headboard. A moment later he was rewarded by her tongue lapping against his erection, licking all the way from the base to the very tip, where a drop of moisture had impatiently oozed out. She simply licked it off him and hummed against his skin. She was clearly intent on killing him with pleasure.

Amaury arched his hips upwards, yearning to feel her lips wrap around him. Gripping the metal rail of his headboard tighter, he let out a ragged breath. He would die if she didn’t soon soothe the hunger his body was grappling with.

The instant Nina took him into her wet and warm mouth and lowered herself all the way down his steely length, he nearly lost consciousness. His heart pounded like a jackhammer, deafening his ears. His skin was soaked in sweat, and his eyes would have rolled back in his head, had they not already been closed.

The feeling of being inside her mouth was intense, intoxicating, and utter bliss. And then she moved.

His body almost lifted off the bed as she slid up and down his shaft, sucking first gently, then firmer. He had received many blow jobs in his time, but boy, Nina was mastering him without any coaching, as if she knew exactly what he needed.

Amaury could barely wait to repay her with the same kind of attention she currently lavished on him. In fact, before he buried his throbbing cock in her, he would taste her thoroughly and make her come in his mouth. He would drink her juices like it was nectar of the Gods.

Tonight, he wouldn’t allow her any sleep, but would satisfy her every desire until she would collapse in his arms. Then, and only then, he would allow her to sleep, safely cradled in his arms, protecting her from the evil outside his four walls.

Twelve

Nina sensed his excitement. It was hard to miss. With every move of her mouth, Amaury’s moans became louder and more frequent, and his hips pumped harder. She was pleased with herself about how she could reduce this vampire to the brainless man in lust he was right now. The only thing he listened to at the moment was his desire. All his other senses were dulled.

Exactly like she’d planned it. Well, almost. She hadn’t planned on enjoying this so much. Never before had a man’s body aroused her like his godlike form did. But despite the desire he ignited in her, she had to do what she must. Otherwise everything was for nothing.

After her run-in with Amaury’s friends, she’d already written this night off as a complete disaster – until the moment he’d started kissing her. Right then, a plan had formed in her mind. She was bent on using this opportunity to get information from him. She could turn this catastrophic night into a positive one.

That in the process she would enjoy his amazing body, she hadn’t expected. The guilt this feeling sent through her heart was hard to deny. But she tried to justify it nevertheless.

She gave his erection one last long lick over its bulbous head. Ah, but he tasted good. Sexy, hot, masculine. His spicy scent made her sex clench violently and her womb protest when she released him.

“Come here, I need to be inside you.” Amaury looked at her and reached his hands out to grasp her shoulders.

She shook her head. “Didn’t I say to keep your eyes closed and your hands on the headboard?”

“Still?”

“Yes. I’m not done with you.” No, not quite yet. She wasn’t in position yet. She needed about fifteen more seconds.

“
Chérie
, you’re killing me.”

If he only knew. Like a good boy he closed his eyes again and put his hands back onto the bars of the headboard, clearly expecting more pleasure to come his way. And under other circumstances she would have jumped at the chance of driving him wild with her mouth. Purely for sexual gratification, of course, without any emotions involved, she told herself.

But now was the time for her to act. While her mouth placed small kisses on his abdomen and licked his navel, her hand reached into her jacket pocket. Her fingers felt the cold chain. She was aware that he would hear the rustling, but she knew how to distract him.

“Your body is amazing. So hard, so sexy.” Nina let out a fake moan and felt him respond with a stifled moan of his own. She used the moment to pull the silver chain out of her pocket. For a second, she wondered whether her information was correct that a vampire couldn’t break a silver chain, but it was too late to go back now. She had to execute her plan.

Licking her way north, her tongue lapped against his hard nipple, where she lingered for a few seconds. She drew the hard nubbin into her mouth and sucked greedily then sank her teeth into his flesh. She bit gingerly, just enough to heighten his arousal and drive him to the edge.

Inflicting the same torture on his other nipple, she lifted herself over him and straddled him. Instantly his hips undulated, and his hard shaft pressed against her center. Damn, it was good to feel his hardness. She sensed her body melt as the wetness between her thighs increased. Her panties were soaked with her desire. If only she could feel him inside her, just once, maybe it would eradicate the ache she felt right now. Maybe the longing would go away, maybe her womb would stop clenching in response to his movements—

No!

Nina released his nipple and moved further up, kissing the side of his neck he so obligingly offered her, almost as if Amaury wanted
her
to bite
him
. How odd a notion, to bite a vampire, yet she clearly saw the image before her: her teeth sinking into his flesh. The red liquid painting her lips, lapping over her tongue, running down her throat. She blinked and the vision was gone.

It was now or never. She acted fast. It took her two seconds to wrap his wrists with the chain and hook it securely onto the headboard, before she heard his roar fill the room.

With lightning speed she sat up and was hit by his furious glare.

“
What the FUCK
?” His voice was a loud thunder and reverberated all the way through her body.