DreamKeeper (12 page)

Sage moved toward her with a soft smile. She bowed her head reverently, then looked up. “Allow me to prepare your body with tropical oils that enhance and relax your senses.” She motioned for her to lie on the blanket.

Angel sunk into the soft bed of flowers on the blanketed sand. The silky petals felt erotic against the bare skin of her back. Sage’s fingers floated over her, massaging light fragrant oil onto her arms, legs and stomach before working their way beneath the halter-style bodice to stimulate her nipples.

She glanced up at Savaant who observed with open desire. “Sage must submit herself to you in exchange for your favor.”

“It’s not necessary. I freely give her sanctuary.”

“It is our way. Everyone must witness her submission to the new queen in order to confirm her commitment and also to see that you accept her.”

“I promise you’ll enjoy it,” Sage said in a delicate voice.

Angel gave a slight nod while staring up at them. “If it is your way then of course I accept.”

“When you are ready to bite let me know,” he told her, sweeping one hand over her hair. “Even if Sage has not finished, do not hold back your urge to take my blood.”

Angel understood the handmaiden’s role now. Her nervous tension brought on by onlookers began to subside as Sage’s touch grew more intense. A soft moan escaped her as Sage delicately fingered her sex while sucking each hardened nipple of her breasts. Each tug of her moist mouth made her ache for more. Another moan rose in her throat when she moved lower and began to lick, then suck her clit.

She didn’t resist as the lovely woman nudged her thighs apart and pushed her tongue in deeper. Her expertise was impressive and arousal quickly mounted, washing away all apprehension. Completely relaxed now, she spread her legs to enjoy the warm and wonderful sensation.

“Mm, yesss…” Angel arched her back for more and Sage eagerly obliged. Hovering on the brink of orgasm, the sudden urge to bite Savaant and taste his blood deluged her.

She reached for him and released a jagged breath. “I’m ready…please let me bite you now.”

Lifting her upper body slightly, he cradled her in his arms while Sage continued the delectable oral stimulation below. Savaant touched his lips to hers several times in a sweet succession of lingering kisses before filling her mouth with his tongue. When he drew back a few moments later, she knew that her expression of heated desire surely matched the one she saw in his sparkling eyes now.

Her body ached and trembled at the same time, overcome with hunger for his blood. She swept his hair aside and found the T-shaped scar left by Nahtosha’s venomous bite. He lowered his neck. At that very moment nothing existed except sheer pleasure and the sight, the smell of her gorgeous mate.

Her inhibitions over the crowd had completely vanished and she cared not who looked on. All she wanted was relief from the agony raging inside. Without hesitation she bit down. As she did a peculiar sensation tingled in her mouth. She realized her canines had lengthened for the bite.

Savaant released a long, low groan which merged into a growl as she pierced the vein in his neck. Blood spurted into her mouth and a jolt of ecstasy as she’d never known snowed her under. She inwardly gasped but didn’t let go. His potent blood warmed her throat as she hungrily swallowed. A feeling of faintness came over her and she grasped why he’d carefully prepared her to receive his blood—his carried staggering power.

His thoughts came into her mind.
My love! You have removed my curse at last and the painful scar is no more, thank you, my precious one.

She felt Sage tighten her hold on her thighs while ravenously feasting on her sex. Idyllic spasms beginning in her core flowed through her as Sage’s soft lips and tongue induced a climax, relieving the immediate ache for release. Shudders drew a whimper of pleasure from deep inside. Reaching down with one hand, she held Sage’s mouth against her sex until the orgasm subsided. The woman readily complied, lapping each drop of cream away until Angel let her go.

Quietly she eased off to the side. Her presence could be felt but Angel didn’t mind. Utterly rapt in passion, nothing mattered except the man now lying over her. Somehow he’d shifted his body with astounding ease and without the slightest interruption to her bite. His bare skin pressed against hers and she wondered when he’d slid out of his pants. The thought came and went as she soared above the clouds.

He’s truly gifted!

Everything around began to blur and she felt that blissful floating sensation again as she had when
he
had bitten
her
. Only this time the feeling was more powerful than ever before. Changes that had begun in her body following his first bite, now completed their process, and washed over her in wave upon wave of euphoria.

“
Mon Coeur
…” he purred as his body jerked with force. “You’ve crossed over…you are now my
Senhora Do Sangue
.” Warm liquid jetted over her midriff and he groaned. “Your bite gave me one hell of an orgasm, fuck…I can’t stop coming.”

Gradually she released her teeth from his neck and gazed up at him. She wanted to say something to express what she was feeling, but the sensations inundating her had rendered her breathless and speechless.

He stared down at her, his eyes glassy with passion. The dress had ridden halfway up her body and the straps over her breasts had been pushed aside. His massive erection jutted upward between their bodies, releasing continual spurts of hot semen over her navel.

“I need to mate you now.” His voice was heavy with need.

Sensing he wanted something more feral to complete their ultimate union, she slid out from under him and positioned herself on hands and knees.

“Ah yeah, my love, that’s what I want…you know me well.” He moved behind her.

Just the thought of him taking her hard stimulated her sex again.

He surprised her by licking her from behind. “Mm, baby, spread your ripe pussy wide for your man.” A shudder ripped through her as his long, hot tongue slid up the center. “Hell yeah,” he growled. “I want you dripping wet for my cock when I fuck you hard.”

She pushed back against his tongue, spreading herself like a bitch in heat. His visceral behavior had her fully aroused and begging for more. “Please…please, take me, baby.”

Gripping her hips, he thrust his hard length deep inside. “Fuck…” He pulled back and drove into her again. “You’re so tight and hot…bloody hell.” His body slammed against hers. With each drive his cock swelled inside, filling and stretching her sex like never before. “I’ve wanted to take you this way since my first bite. Does that feel good, babe?” He pushed deep, so deep she felt him titillate every nerve of her core.

“Yes…yes!” Her sex contracted around his as she climaxed with such force her body lurched forward, forcing her head down. She gasped and panted as wild spasms took control. A stream of heat shot into her as he came hard. The sensation of his seed flooding her was indescribable. She never wanted it to end. As her heightened state lessened just a bit, she stole a glance around and noticed that everyone had gone. “We’re finally alone,” she murmured between breaths.

“Yes, my love, they left once you crossed over.” His breathing was still erratic and he continued moving smoothly inside. “When your bite made me come, I knew our blood had been sealed. I sent them away with a look.”

His authority charmed her and yet he carried himself without a hint of arrogance. The way he loved her stole her breath. And even now, with his sex still hard and tightly joined with hers, he spoke with gentleness in his voice.

“Can you manage to switch positions while I remain inside? I’d rather not break the mating this soon.”

“If you hold me tightly,” she replied. Slowly she lifted one leg, tucked it inward and shifted her weight. Strong hands supported her weight with ease as she turned and carefully rolled onto her back.

His fluent movements facilitated their tricky maneuver to result in success with him once again lying on top, his sex firmly planted in hers.

“Mm…nice.” He kissed her lips, then traced them with his tongue. “Now we can lie together all night in mating. I’ll take you to paradise over and over until the sun kisses the horizon.” His silky accent floated over her, turning her on again.

“You will stay hard even after orgasms?” She gazed up at him in wonder.

“Mm-hm…” He kissed the corner of her mouth and spoke in a sensually soft purr. “As I had said, your blood is most powerful as the
chosen one
which is why all males want you. Now that our blood is sealed their threat has been removed. We are life mates. Our combined power is unshakable and enables our supernatural talent.”

She sighed blissfully as his sex began to swell again. He felt amazing inside. “Well, you certainly are talented.”

A playful shimmer danced in his eyes and an easy smile touched those sensual, kissable lips. “Only with you,
Mon Coeur
…only with you.”

A delightful tingle rippled through her, bringing on excited flutters.
He calls me his heart…

Closing her eyes, she basked in the most intimate connection a man and woman could share. What began as a dream—still felt like a dream—but in fact had become her reality.

She’d reached out to the universe and given her heart and her trust to a man who was better than she’d ever dreamed possible. A decision she knew that she’d never regret.

About the Author

Storm grew up on a farm in the rural country of Western Pennsylvania. From the age of seven and well into her adult years she worked as a farmhand: tending livestock, working the fields, riding and training horses and caring for stray dogs her mom would bring home. In addition to her duties at home, she worked as a nursing assistant during her teen years and attended college for Food Service Management after graduating high school. She later left the nursing field to work as a cook until marrying her husband of twenty-five years.

After losing her therapy dog in July 2011, she suffered a major setback. With the support of loving friends and family, and a special Maltese named Cuppycake, she found her way back to writing and believes that her beloved Austin is still lighting her way.

Less than eight months after losing Austin, her precious lap companion Crocket lost his battle to cancer. His passing came nine days after the release of her book Rainbows Hearts and Puppy Tales, true stories of her closest animal friends. Again she turned to writing for comfort as she’d done in her youth.

She has been writing her way into other worlds since grade school and took that gift into adulthood. She enjoys penning stories in many genres and has books available from sweetly romantic to smoking hot. "Writing is not a hobby for me," says Storm. "It's a way of life."