Forged of Fire (19 page)

He could not explain any of it, especially the overpowering desire to claim her. Spanking her had done nothing to quell the fact that the thing he was looking forward to the most in this relationship was fucking her blind. In over fourteen hundred years he had never experienced such devastating emotions and primal cravings.
For anyone!
Perhaps he was the one suffering from some sort of dementia.

He took the third story hall that led to the circular back staircase. The fourth floor was closed off from the rest of the house, designed originally to be just for the founding Duke and Duchess. Because of that it was smaller than the first three floors but still bigger than the average house in square footage. It was composed of two matching bedrooms for the head of the household and his wife, a library, two separate parlors, a nursery and one spare room for a wet nurse. Two large spiral staircases were positioned at each end, one that connected just down the hall from the main stairs and one that would allow passage to the opposite wing of the third floor.

He paused when he reached her chambers.
There it was again
. The quickened beating of his heart as if a mortal had just taken the four flights of steps. But, he was no mortal. Ash was experiencing the same blasted symptoms he felt when they were in New Orleans, right before entering a room he knew Kielyn would be in. It was as if her scent alone ignited a fire under his skin. Ash cursed under his breath and mentally tried to block out any attraction that was occurring before he lifted his knuckles and rapped three times on the door.

“Come in.”

He opened the door. “Please try and get in the habit of asking who it is first.” She turned from the window and his breath nearly choked him when it caught in his throat. Gone were the jeans and tee shirt she had arrived in. In their place was a red silk evening gown that hugged every curve of her slender body. “I see your things arrived.” He managed to get out.

She nervously smoothed her hands down the front of the dress. “Oh trust me. This is not mine. I have never owned anything so nice.” Her eyes lifted from the perusal of the gown. “You ordered all these?” She looked over to the bed where numerous articles of clothing laid scattered about.

“Yes, while we were on the plane.”

“Oh…” The telling blush he was becoming obsessed with colored her ivory complexion. “Everything is so lovely. How did you know my size? Do you employ a stylist?”

Ash closed the doors behind him. Another endearing trait of hers was the rushed questions when she was anxious. He felt himself grin. “I do not have a stylist, just good taste and a very good understanding of the female body.” He walked towards her. “Did you try them all on already?”

She nodded. “Everything fits perfectly.” She smiled. “I won’t have any oversized sweaters to embarrass me now.”

Ash stopped in front of her. “Oh, I insist on you keeping that one.” He brushed his hand over her naked shoulder, unable to resist the need to touch her. “Just only wear it around me please.”

Her gaze lifted from his hand to his eyes. “It does not offend you?”

“On the contrary. It excited me very much.” His fingers skimmed over her collarbone and up her neck. “But, I can’t have anyone else’s eyes on what’s mine. Do you understand?”

She nodded again and bit her bottom lip. The action was akin to a knife severing a thin rope of silk which held together his self-control. Ash threaded his hands through her hair and pulled her close, inhaling her scent deep into his lungs, his lips hovering just above hers. “When you do that, you turn me inside out.” He whispered before claiming her lips with his own.

****

Kielyn felt her eyes flutter closed as the heat of his kiss penetrated the barrier of her lips. His tongue danced with hers as his hands cradled the back of her head. She found her arms lifting to his chest. He was solid muscle, hot, tight and all male. Her hands roamed slowly up his body and he deepened the kiss, one of his hands tracing down her spine. He cupped her ass and pulled her tighter to him. He was hard. Kielyn could feel his erection pulsing through the denim of his jeans. Her own sex clenched as her heart hammered in her chest. His lips were everywhere now. Her cheeks, her neck. He took her earlobe in his teeth and her knees almost buckled beneath her.

Before she knew what was happening he was unzipping the back of her dress and walking her backwards towards the bed. In the next moment Ash was lightly caressing her hips as the silk of the designer gown slipped to the floor. She could not think. Her mind was a fog. Her body was on fire. In one fluid movement he lifted her up and laid her on the bed. His shirt came off. He was stunning! The most beautiful creature she had ever seen. He slowly crawled onto the bed, his muscles tensing and rolling under his tan skin with each movement that prowled towards her. The mattress sunk with his weight, trapping her as he climbed over the top of her body and claimed her lips once more with his kiss.

“Kielyn I can’t wait.” He groaned into her ear.

He felt so good. Her body was screaming out for him to take her. Her mind had literally checked out and left the building. “Ash?” She heard herself pant against his chest as he shifted to unbutton his pants.

“Yes baby.” He kicked his jeans off and onto the floor before spreading her thighs with his knees.

“Please go slow.” Her panties were gone. Next went her bra. He settled his weight down on her. His cock was huge and pressed urgently against her thigh. For a split second she worried he would not fit.

“I will,” he said as he parted her lips with his fingers. “You’re so wet.” He circled her clit and Kielyn nearly saw stars. Her own hips rose up as he slid one long finger inside her. “So ready for me.” He whispered.

She then felt him position himself at her entrance. The head of his cock was slick, soft and hard at the same time. Like a silk wrapped rod. He slowly moved it up and down. Her hands roved over his chest and back as he slowly began to push into her, gradually stretching her to accommodate his girth. Every nerve ending in her body was begging for more.
More. Yes
.

He thrust forward and the splintering pain ripped a cry from her lungs. He froze. “Are you ok?” Worry laced his tone.

As soon as the pain had hit, it was quickly subsiding. “Yes. Better now. I knew there would be some initial discomfort.” She kissed his neck to reassure him it was ok to continue.

He did not budge a muscle. “Initial?” He began to withdraw.

“Don’t!”

He paused. “Kielyn,” Ash leveled his eyes on hers. “Please, for the love of God, tell me you are not a virgin?”

“Would it make a difference?” She grew worried. What if he found her lacking?

“Yes! I would never have…”

Kielyn reached up and clasped the back of his neck dragging him down for a kiss. His body responded by sinking slowly back into hers. She pushed her hips up in one fast motion sheathing him to the hilt. It burned just a bit, but the sting was quickly replaced by a need. She broke the kiss as her hands wrapped around his shoulders. “Please,” she panted. “Make me your wife.”

It was all the prompting he apparently needed for he possessed her lips again. Bracing himself so that he was not resting all his weight on her, he began to rock forward. Kielyn’s desire mounted with every slow thrust. His elbows laid beside her shoulders as if locking her in his embrace and his hands cradled her head. His forehead rested on hers and Kielyn could feel the restraint it was costing him to be so gentle. Having this powerful male working so hard to not hurt her combined with the rotation of his hips had her begging in his ear for more. He gave her more, driving faster and deeper with each thrust. Her body began to shake and she clawed at his back, arching her body into his movement. He kissed her neck and slowed his speed. “Do you trust me?” He rasped.

“With my life.” She assured him.

He thrust hard into her as he punctured the vein at her throat. Hot fire raced in with equal timing to his lips at her neck and the apex of her thighs. She was completely divided and utterly conquered. His cock slammed into her, driving home the already mounting orgasm while his mouth pulled life from her vein. The combination of both sensations took her over the edge and she screamed out his name as she spiraled into earth-shaking madness. He continued to claim her body and soul as she tumbled wave after wave through the all-consuming sea that was Ashdon LaGoryen, her mate, her teacher, her King.

****

With one blinding last thrust Ash forced his fangs from her neck as he pumped his seed into her womb. “Fucking hell!” He ground out as her tight walls continued to milk every last drop of cum from his cock. He shuddered and looked down into her hazy violet eyes. Two drops of blood ran down her throat. Ash leaned down and sealed the flesh with his tongue. He had been too rough. Taken too much of both her body and blood. Had she not climaxed when she did, taking him over the edge with her, he might have drained her dry. She was like a drug and once the high began, Ash was paralyzed to stop it.

He rolled to his side, taking Kielyn with him, his body unwilling to pull out just yet. She was fire. Never in his life had he been with another Fire-bender and holy hell…Never had been with a virgin.

“Ash?” Her sleepy voice dragged him from his post sex haze. “The room is spinning.” She giggled.

Fuck!
He had to complete the transformation and quickly. “Kielyn.” He pulled one arm free of the embrace he had her in. “You have to feed from me.” Ash punctured the vein in his wrist and put it to her lips. “Drink.”

“So demanding.” She rolled her eyes as her head bobbed to the side.

“Damn it, Kielyn. Now!”

He moved his free hand up her back and held her head against his wrist. Her hot little tongue darted out and tested the offering. Ash began to grow hard all over again inside her. She inhaled deeply then bit down on his flesh, her tiny human canines not even puncturing the skin but when she began to pull his blood from his body Ash thought he would die from the exquisite torture. No one had ever drank from him and he suddenly understood the appeal. The sensation was akin to the orgasm he had just experienced.

Kielyn’s hands came up to grab hold of his forearm as she pulled with more force from him. His cock continued to swell until he could no longer take it and he began to fuck her again. Thrusting up into her tight little sex with every drag she took. Her body rocked up and down, grinding down on his shaft as her greedy mouth drank furiously. “Good. God. Kitten…” Ash groaned as his hips began to drive harder and faster into her, impaling her with each thrust. Kielyn’s body began to convulse around him as her ruby red lips broke free on a gasp and her head rolled back. Once again, she took him right along with her and he filled her completely, his hot release surrounding his cock before running down his thigh as he continued to piston into her.

Ash’s body sank into the mattress when Kielyn’s long legs began to relax from the vise like grip they held around his waist. Her arms still clung tightly to his neck though her hammering heartbeat was beginning to slow. After a few minutes Ash reluctantly pulled out of her embrace and pushed to the edge of her bed. He needed to get her cleaned up and fed real food.

He stood and walked naked to the windows, pulling them all closed. With the flick of a switch on the far side of the room, the blackout blinds began to lower. Kielyn would no doubt sleep through the entire next day. “Wait!” Her sated voice said from the middle of the big bed. “Don’t close them yet.” Ash stopped their descent and looked over to where she laid, her gaze locked on the skyline. “That violet mixing with the cobalt blue color on the horizon,” she said. “I want to see it one last time. I want to remember what the day looked like when it gave way to the night.”

Ash walked towards her. “Only for a short time. I will teach you to walk in the light just as I am able.” He sat down. “When you are strong enough.”

“When will that be?” She started to sit up.

“Oh no, little one.” Ash reached over and stopped her, gently laying her back against the feather bed. “You are going to be very weak and no doubt very sore.” He shook his head, ashamed of his own lack of control. He should have known better. He had made a plan. A very good plan that entailed turning her properly, then later bedding her. Instead he had lost all control and taken her like a savage.
A virgin no less!
“Kielyn, why did you not tell me?”