Blood Stained Tranquility (40 page)

He wrapped one hand around Eve’s waist. Not giving her a choice, he slid her lower, until her wet lips were barely a breath away from his cock.

“Look at me.” His thumb trembled as he ran it down the side of her face. Eve was still shaking too, but she slowly raised her lids, doing as he asked.

“Fuck, I love you.” It punched out of him along with the rest of his breath.

She was gorgeous, and starving, and so sexy as she jerked on his abs. He cupped her jaw, loving how she fit into his hands.

Eve whimpered, breath faltering, eyes falling to his lips.

“Don’t think about it. Think about this. Right here.”

“I have no fucking control over it.” She glared at him accusingly. “You think I want to be like this? This fucking mating—” She pressed her lips together, refusing to go further.

Damn it all the hell. His brain rushed to finish her sentence, and he didn’t like the conclusion he came to. Not one fucking bit.

“You regret being mated to me.”

Eve gasped.

He urged her closer, until they were forehead to forehead and he was looking into her eyes. “I finally get the female I’ve been waiting thousands of years for, and I ruin it so badly that she regrets being mine.”

Evesse shook her head, her eyes watering. “No. Ze—”

“I love you more than anything in this Universe, Eve. Tell me you understand that.”

“Oh, Zen. Babe.”

He closed his eyes, furious with himself that he could still be so damned horny even while his chest was aching at the sight of her tears.

“I adore you, and I still made a mess of things.”

“You didn’t ruin anything. It’s just that she kissed you.”

“She caught me by surprise, I swear. I didn’t mean to let her kiss me. I would never let another female but you touch me.”

He’d never want to, but the
R’mannev
pretty much locked him in an iron-clad guarantee that it wouldn’t happen.

“I know that now,” Eve mumbled. “But thanks to the mating . . . well, you know. I can’t stop seeing you and her.”

“You were going to see those images anyway. Eventually. It’s my fault.”

Eve tensed.

Zen sat up, bringing her even closer. His cock throbbed, taking advantage of the new angle and sliding between her ass cheeks. They both moaned, and he couldn’t help but thrust up and down.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, breathing hard. “What do you mean I was going to see you with her anyway?”

“We haven’t finished claiming each other. I’ve been too scared because of Mavrak, but I’m an idiot. I should have claimed you that first night we were together.”

With a soft curse, he latched onto her small waist, holding her still as he slid his shaft up against her ass. His body was greedy for her. He couldn’t stop. And he knew that even after he’d finished claiming her, the hunger would never abate. It was only going to get worse.

“What do you mean we haven’t—
oooh.
That’s . . .”

Eve didn’t finish, her throat convulsing as she struggled to breathe. She was so wet and getting wetter with each slide of his dick against her crack. She was soaking him, her heat dripping down the front of his length.

“I want this too one day,” he confessed, almost scared of what she was going to think once he finished. “I want to be inside you in every way I can.”

Eve’s pupils expanded, seeming to pop open. She looked shocked. Then, she closed her eyes, mewling desperately. Her arousal slammed out of her on its own multi-colored wave, her aura flaring out and wrapping around him.

Every hair on his body reacted. Every nerve tingled and demanded more.
Easy
, he reminded himself. She was almost there. He needed to get her to that point where nothing but them connecting mattered.

“I’ve never done that with anyone, either. I want it with you. I want everything with you. If I told you some of the fantasies you make go through my head . . .”

She pulled him closer, until they were breathing each other’s air. “Say it. Tell me exactly what you want. I love it when you’re honest with me.”

She looked so turned on by the thought of him taking her there that he couldn’t help but smile at her. He moved his mouth back to her ear.

“You mean that you love when I talk dirty to you.” Letting go of her waist, he found her nipple with his thumb. It was so hard, pebbled, and it seemed to gather into itself even more as he stroked it.

“Gods, baby. You get so wet thinking about me fucking your ass. Is that what you want? For me to slide in there?”

“Zen. Oh, God. Yes, Zen!” Eve cried, locking her legs around him and pressing her pussy into his upper abdominals as she started to come.

Gods . . . yes. She was perfect. Horny and dripping her honey all over him. Her head was thrown back, her mating mark seeming to glow, calling to him. Zen grabbed her ass, desperate to feel her orgasm. She was still coming when he pressed his cockhead against her opening and pushed inside.

“Oh . . . fuck . . .” he breathed, curling into himself, his abs twitching as her core sucked him in inch by inch.

He meant to take it slow. Fuck, he had to. His orgasm was already gaining momentum inside his balls and starting to pound its way up his shaft. Eve, as always, wrecked his plans.

His tip slid in, and she went crazy all over him.

Her moans echoed inside the temple as she grabbed onto his shoulders and slammed him back onto the floor. Then she really lost it, writhing on him, hips swirling, her incisors longer than he’d ever seen them and biting into her flesh as she rode him.

He forgot his own name.

Both
of them.

Eyes wide and mouth open, he could only stare up in shock as his
R’ma
dug her claws into his pecs, holding on as she started to claim him. Furiously. Barbarically. She dragged her nails down his chest, marking him and drawing his blood.

“Fuck. Eve.” He jerked so violently his back came off the floor.

Eve pushed him back down, her hair falling over her shoulders and down to her waist.

“Oh, Gods. That’s so sexy. Yes. Take me. Just like that.”

Her pussy contracted around him, feeling tighter than he could handle. He moaned so loud it was almost a scream. His eyes locked on the sight of her body swallowing him up, taking him in nice and deep, before sliding back out to the tip and repeating it all over again.

“I’m going to come, baby. Can’t hold it.”

“No,” she growled, expression vicious. She pushed down on his shoulders.

He heard and felt the floor crack beneath him. Spreading her thighs wider, she slammed down on him, taking him as deep as he could go.

Then she stopped. She stopped all movement, leaving him surrounded only by her heat and the pulsations going off inside her that she couldn’t control.

It didn’t matter to his orgasm. The fucker was still gung-ho to go off, and Zen jerked under Eve, helpless to the wave of pleasure that was starting to sheer through his nerves.

“I said no.”

His body froze, his orgasm ramming into his tip, unable to get out.

“You’re not coming yet. You said you wanted me to claim you, right?”

Zen’s thighs and legs shook, his feet restless against the floor. “Holy . . . fuck.”

He grabbed onto her hips, lost. He even forgot that he was supposed to claim her. All that mattered was pumping his seed into her as he moved her up and down his length.

Eve tried to fight him, and their energies clashed.

His cock seized. He
needed
to come . . .but no matter how much he moved her up and down his cock, he wasn’t able to.

That’s when it hit him. His
R’ma
had just commanded him not to come and he was so far gone into their mating that his body had fucking listened!

“
Eve
.”

“
Ungh
. Baby. You’re getting so big.” She moved, sliding her swollen flesh back and forth on his cock. “Feels amazing. I’m so hungry for you.”

This time she rotated her hips, almost making his head pop off his shoulders from the pressure building inside him. His heart pounded, feeling like it was dying to escape him and the hell she’d locked them both in. He actually entertained the idea of lifting her off him.

Like hell
, his cock seemed to yell, and his hips were in total agreement.

Even with the knowledge that an orgasm might not be on the horizon, his body kept going, meeting her thrust for thrust.

“Tell me I can come, Eve. I want my cum inside you. Dripping out of you.”

She whimpered at his demand, reaching up and tugging on one of her distended, dark pink nipples. The sight combined with the visual of her smooth, toned stomach flexing as she moved.

“Fucking hell, female. Let me come.”

She had him shoved up against the edge of a sexual blade, uncaring that it threatened to slice him in half.

“Baby.
Please
.”

She leaned down, her nipple between her forefinger and thumb, and fed it to him. “Suck me, Zeniel.”

She didn’t need to tell him twice. Hell, the first word had just left her mouth and he was already wrapping his lips around her flesh. He was twitchy. Covered in sweat. Gods didn’t sweat easily, but Evesse had him so hot he could feel his back sliding wetly across the floor. He took drag after drag, sucking, laving her with his tongue.

Evesse pushed her breast deeper into his mouth, bouncing on his cock. And still, she didn’t give him permission to come. Apparently, she loved the power she had over him and was determined to inflict some torture.

“Tell me.” He pulled back, rubbing one canine back and forth across her nipple.

She faltered in her movements, his name leaving her breathlessly.

“Tell me to come in you. You’re hungry for it. I can feel you, baby.” To prove his point, he cupped her ass and rotated his hips until her pussy shuddered wildly. “Tell me, Eve.”

Impatient, fixated, he took her back into his mouth, rubbing his tongue flat around her nipple. Evesse stared down at him, her expression agonized but beautiful.

“I’m so hungry for you, Zen. How . . . God, how?”

He knew what she was asking. The question, and the resulting image, detonated his nerves until it felt like flares were going off inside him. Before he could stop himself, his fangs were inside her tit, her blood splashing into his mouth. He grabbed Evesse’s ass, feeling it jiggle as she moved on him sensuously. Her inner walls swelled even more, and she gushed hot around him.

“
Zeniel 
. . . shit. Ah, fuck, baby. Yes, yes,
yes
, oh shit. Harder. Fuck me harder.”

He snarled around her tit, pressing his feet flat on the floor and pumping up with all the strength he had. Her blood ran down his throat, as if headed straight for his cock. It was an all-out attack on his senses, and the pain of not being able to come was tearing him up.

All he could feel was Evesse around him; her blood inside him, the slide of hot flesh against flesh, and the velvet-soft squeeze of her pussy trying to milk him. Out of air and on the verge of wheezing, he managed to pull his mouth away from her breast and grabbed her neck, bringing her down to his level.

Eve’s eyes were heavy-lidded, her gaze locked on his lips. He had to force himself to stop moving so he could focus on forming words. Hips twitching, Eve glared at him, her own breath heaving in and out.

“Zeniel . . .”

“W—when we both come, you have to drink from me . . . fuck.” He grabbed her hips, holding her still. “We have to drink—gods, damn it, Eve! Be still.”

She whimpered, nibbling adorably at his lip, her eyes open wide.

He wrapped his arms around her, pressing her chest against his as he stared back at her. With their gazes locked, he kissed her, engulfing her lips with his own.

“You smell amazing,” he said between kisses, rubbing the tip of his tongue against hers. “You taste even better.”

He cupped her jaw, forcing her to open and fucking her mouth with his tongue.

Eve rode him with slow, lingering drags that had him sliding perfectly along her inner walls.

“God, Zen. Love your . . . lips. Fuck.”

He licked lightly at her bottom lip. “You like that, baby?”

“Fuck yes. I
love
it. I fucking love the way you kiss me.”

He groaned, taking her lips again. “I want you. All of you. Need to come.”

She kissed him back, her tongue fucking with his senses as it rotated inside his mouth.

“H . . . how?
Please.
Tell me.”

“Drink. At the same time. Coming.”

Fuck, he didn’t even make sense anymore. The orgasm fighting to break out of him had built past the point of sanity. He had a split-second fear that his cock was going to break once he came in her.

And he didn’t care. Hell, no.

“Tell me you understand.”

She was already eyeing his mark, looking straight-up animalistic.

He fisted that thick curtain of black hair in both his hands, and slammed her down onto him. “Oh . . . yeah. Like that. Tell me I can come, baby.”