A Mate for Griffin (19 page)

“It’s fine.” Her voice was breathy. Still ridiculously husky.

Griffin shook his head.

“Yes.” She straddled him, threading her hands around his neck.

“Sarah.” He looked pained. His eyes were filled with hunger, with a need that would be mirrored by her own. They softened for a second as he cupped her face and her heart sped up. It was almost like he felt more for her…like…then his hungry stare was back and she pushed away the thought.

Griffin pulled her towards him, his mouth closing over hers, his tongue breaching her lips. The kiss was ferocious. A mad dash frenzy that had her moaning. She pushed herself more firmly against him, gasping as she felt his erection against her sex. Hard and throbbing.

Within mere moments, she was panting and mewling. She rubbed herself against the hard length of him, already on the verge of coming.

Griffin broke the kiss on a low growl. For a second she was sure that he was going to push her away. She gripped him tighter and was about to urge him on when he dropped his gaze to her neck a second before he plunged his fangs into her. She cried out.

He shoved her panties aside, just the brush of the lace against her swollen sex had her groaning. He yanked at the fabric on a low growl that sent shivers racing up her spine. She heard the fabric tear. He sucked hard and her back arched, her breath catching in her throat.

His thick finger pushed into her just as his thumb stroked her clit. Everything in her tightened and her breath stayed frozen inside her. With another deep thrust of his finger, he gave another almighty suck. Pleasure coursed through every vein. Igniting her blood. It pooled at her center where she exploded on a strangled cry. It felt like every muscle clenched almost to the point of pain.

Griffin snarled as he pulled away. His hands closed back on her hips and he lifted her, thrusting into her from below in one easy stroke.

“Fucking wet.” he moaned. “Sarah.” He snarled as he thrust into her again.

She made the most god-awful noises, feeling filled to capacity. He ripped at her bra and there was another tearing noise. His thrusts were frantic. His snarls harsh. His breathing ragged. Her pants were just as ragged. Her cries just as harsh. Her answering movements just as frantic. Her breasts bounced with each rough shove.

Already her body was tensing. There was the familiar coiling and building deep inside her. Griffin’s mouth was clenched. His jaw tight. His eyes burned into hers. She couldn’t look away. So beautiful. He was so incredible…a cry was torn from her as she was thrown over the edge. His answering roar was deafening. He kept thrusting until his shoulders hunched and his movements became jerky.

He put his face into the crook of her neck. His breath was ragged and hot against her skin.

“Sarah,” a whispered plea. She could feel his lips as they moved against her. She clung onto him. He was still hard inside of her. She wasn’t ready for the moment to end.

Her body still hummed.

He stroked the back of her head, his chest moved against hers as he struggled to catch his breath. It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him how she felt about him but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. He’d told her that he would do this with any vampire female. That this was about restoring his energy. He had made it clear that he saw her as a friend. His gentle caresses didn’t mean what she wanted them to mean. She needed to remind herself of that.

She buried her face into his hair, wishing that things could be different.

He hated himself. What the fuck had he done?

What the fuck?

He had used Sarah. Taken from her in a moment of weakness. It had been sheer agony to push her away. He was in love with this female. Totally fucking in love. There was no denying it. Not anymore. It didn’t change anything though. Not a single damned thing.

After all she had been through, he had still rutted her like an animal.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“You have nothing to be sorry about.”

“Fuck, Sarah.” He lifted his head. His dick throbbed inside her. He was the biggest asshole because he had not only taken her, but had done so like an animal. Even worse, he wanted to take her all over again and just as hard and rushed as the first time.

“It’s fine.” She clasped his cheek. “We’re friends remember.” That look of hurt crossed her face as she said it.

“Yes, we are,” he murmured. He had rutted her like a beast, but he could make it up to her. He needed to make it up to her. To show her tenderness and respect. To show her how he felt inside. He moaned her name, as he carefully flipped her onto her back and positioned himself over her.

The driving need to fuck and drink still rode him hard but he ignored it. They didn’t have much time. Lance had used her and in many ways, Griffin was no better. To take what he needed and then move on. It was going to fucking kill him.

He cupped her cheeks. His cock was still buried to the hilt inside of her. Her sheath was tight around him. It felt like he had fucking died and gone to heaven.

He brushed his lips against hers and she sighed. Her eyes drifted closed. Her little hands slid around his waist, clasping him to her. Griffin nudged her mouth open with his tongue and kissed her in the way that he had been dreaming of. Slow and easy. Soft and passionate. Her breathing picked up a notch and her little fingers dug into him. When she rocked her hips, he moaned.

Griffin took ahold of her thighs and pulled them higher around his body. He slowly began to move. Slow, easy thrusts. One of his hands dug into her hair as he deepened the kiss. They were both breathing hard.

Her hips rocked and she gripped his ass. Her little cries of pleasure, coupled with the way her breasts were mashed against his chest almost had him coming right then and there. Griffin moaned and sucked on her lower lip. He gave it a nip before breaking the kiss.

He needed to see her. He angled his hips until her eyes fluttered shut and her head fell back. Griffin drove in deeper, keeping the same steady rhythm. Sarah moaned. Music to his ears. He took back her mouth and she tightened her legs around him, grabbing his ass with both her hands.

“Griffin.” Her voice was hoarse. Tightly wound and dripping with need. He wished he could hear her lost in desire every day. A shiver raced through her body and her pussy walls fluttered. Griffin slowed his thrusting.

Her nails dug into him and she tried to move faster, but he pinned her in place with his hips. Buried deep inside her, he didn’t have much space for movement. Deep and slow. Sarah was all out moaning. So was he. Fuck!

“Feels so good!” She said on a moan.

He cupped her face. “Look at me.”

Her beautiful blue eyes opened and locked with his. He murmured her name and touched his lips to hers for a moment.

“Griffin,” she whispered between ragged pants. Her eyes stayed on him as she too cupped his jaw.

He pulled almost all the way out before plunging back in. Her jaw turned slack and her eyes glazed over before they began to drift closed. “Look at me.” he urged as he kept up the assault. He wanted her to remember him. To remember this moment.

Her pussy walls were tightening. Her mewls becoming high-pitched. Then she groaned and squeezed the fuck out of him as her orgasm hit. The most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

Seeing Sarah overtaken with rapture. Knowing that it was him that had made her feel this way was too much. Looking deep into her hazed over stare, he felt everything in him tighten. He groaned harshly through tightly grit teeth as the rush of blinding pleasure hit him head-on. He jerked into her as hot spurts of seed were loosed deep inside her.

He wished that he could make her his. That she was in heat so that he could get her with child. To see her belly swell with his baby would be wonderful. It would be everything. He growled in both frustration and ecstasy.

Knowing it was the last time, he buried his head into her neck and sucked. Sarah’s back bowed and her tight sheath clamped down on him all over again. He heard her suck in a lungful of air. It was only on the third suck that she cried out. A guttural, animal like sound. Her pussy spasmed.

Her essence filled his mouth. Rich, sweet. It tasted of her. Of light and courage. Of happiness and kindness. Shy, yet not afraid to speak her mind. Sexy as fuck, but without even trying.

Griffin groaned as he came again. Her scent, her taste, the feel of her under him was just too much. His heart swelled and in the same breath, it was broken. Shattered into so many pieces that he knew no one else would ever be able to have it.

Half a minute later, he realized that he still clung to her. That he was still buried inside her. His face still in her neck. His hands still dug into her hair. He never wanted to fucking leave.

****

Sarah felt it the instant Griffin came back to his senses. His body tensed. His breathing hitched for the merest second. He withdrew first and she had to fight her natural instinct to grab onto him. To grip him with her legs and arms. To hold onto the moment just that little bit longer.

He put more weight onto his arms, almost lifting his body completely away. His eyes locking with hers. He gave her a half smile and brushed a kiss against the side of her mouth. It was casual and friendly. It cut her but she tried not to show it.

“Thank you. I really hope that we’re still good?” He raised his brows, carefully extracting his hands from her hair and swiping a strand from her face. The act was intimate. Something that a real lover would do.

It doesn’t mean anything.

She realized that she hadn’t answered him and tried hard to remember the question.
Oh yes!
“No problem. Are you feeling better?” She had to work to sound relaxed and casual, which was difficult considering he was still on top of her and what had just gone down. She managed better than she would have thought.

“Much.” he half smiled, looking tired. “Still weak but at least I’ll be able to walk now. Stay there and I’ll fetch you something to clean yourself with.” He grimaced as he pulled himself upright. She couldn’t help but to notice how good his ass looked as he walked away. She really needed to stop. Even though she was completely in love with him, Griffin was her friend. Her buddy. Her pal. She had to fight back a sob.

Sarah pulled herself into a sitting position. It was really stupid, but she suddenly felt embarrassed and thought for a second about pulling a nearby throw from a couch to use as a cover. She dismissed the idea. It really was silly. Griffin had seen her naked. He’d been inside her. She shivered at the thought.

He returned to the room and rummaged in the tote bag for a few seconds before making his way to where she sat on the couch.

The hand towel he was holding looked clean. “This should work.”

Sarah took it from him. “Thanks.” She also took the t-shirt he handed her. The last thing she felt like doing was wearing a garment that had belonged to one of her kidnappers but what else could she do? All that was left of her bra and panties were tattered pieces of lace. She couldn’t return to vampire territory wearing nothing. She cleaned herself as best she could.

Sarah noticed how Griffin kept his eyes averted while she removed what was left of her undergarments and pulled on the shirt. He grabbed the throw she had been eyeing earlier and tied it around his waist.

“I’ll go back with you but I’m not staying. I can’t be with Lance,” Sarah blurted. It wasn’t exactly the right time to have this conversation, but she needed to tell him and the sooner the better.

His eyes moved to hers. “He will understand. Don’t give up on the possibility of the two of you because of what just happened.” His features tightened. “I’m so sorry. I was in bloodlust and unable to control myself. I should never have taken advantage of you like that.”

It hurt her so badly to hear him say it. For a second, she struggled to breathe. The pain was just too much. She had to clench her fists to keep from clutching her chest. “I offered. It’s what friends are for.” She almost choked on the words.

“I am more grateful than you will ever know. Like I said…” Griffin swallowed hard. “Lance would understand. Don’t give up on him. I know that the two of you have feelings for one another. Think on it.”

She nodded, not wanting to argue right now. She was afraid that she might start crying. Something jingled and she noticed that he was carrying a set of keys. “Ready to go?”

She followed him. The drive back was long. Griffin’s chest still clearly ached and by the time they arrived at the gate he was sweating profusely, his complexion pale. He refused all of her offers to take over for him behind the wheel.

There was a full scale search underway. Everyone was happy to have them back. Griffin was taken to the medical section of the castle. She was questioned over and over again. It turned out that the vehicle Griffin had taken to go after her was new and had not yet been fitted with a tracker device. It was retrieved from a parking lot at a popular restaurant in Sweetwater.

All requests to see Griffin were denied. No one even blinked when she told them that she’d, had sex with him in order to restore his energy. It seemed that such an act was very much the norm amongst vampires. It didn’t matter, she would always hold onto her stolen moment with Griffin. Always.