In Blood and Worth Loving 2: Lost Without You (19 page)

Instead of the anger or the determination to coerce her into compliance that she expected, he reached down to brush the back of his hand against her cheek. “It’s all right, sweet. I know you’re not ready to suck it.”

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I didn’t intend to get you hot and then leave you frustrated.”

“You won’t. Just kiss, lick, and nip at it and use your hands. Occasionally taking the tip of it between your lips will be enough.”

“It won’t.”

“It will. Start by licking and nibbling at my balls. Then put your lips at the base of my cock and lick it slowly while squeezing my balls.”

Taking a deep breath, she rose off her hunches to her knees. He remained still as she cupped her hands under his nuts. She laved his balls with her mouth and tongue. When she faltered, he stroked her hair and whispered encouragement and instructions in a low, brusque voice.

She obeyed. As she felt his tension growing her confidence that she could make him come without intercourse grew. With that certainty, came the willingness to take more chances. With the tip of his cock between her lips, she leaned forward, slowly pulling a few more inches of his cock into her mouth.

In response to his commands, she eagerly compressed her lips and sucked him.

“Oh…God!” He groaned. “Take a little more into your mouth and suck harder, sweet. Suck harder. I’m almost there. Suck harder.”

She reached around to grab his tight ass and sucked as hard as she could. She kept compressing her mouth and gently squeezing his nuts until he shuddered, curled his fingers in her hair, and erupted.

He earned her gratitude by easing his cock out of her mouth after the first blast. Relieved from the fear of strangling on his cum, she pressed her cheek against his groin and pumped him until he finally stopped coming. Then she turned her head and froze. Her eyes widened and she made a small, distressed sound.

He reached down to lift her to her feet. “What is it? What’s wrong?”

“I’m so sorry, Jay! I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

He cupped his palms over her cheeks. “I’ve never been less hurt, sweet.”

“I didn’t mean to bite you.”

“You didn’t.”

“Then why are you bleeding?”

His lids swept down. “I’m not bleeding, sweet.”

She drew away from him and stared down at his cock. There were unmistakable traces of blood on his shaft.

Oh, God. That meant some of it was in her mouth. She bit her lip. Instead of distressing her, the idea excited her.

“That’s blood on your cock.”

He hesitated before he spoke. “I know it’s blood. You didn’t bit or injure my cock in anyway.”

“Then where did the blood come from?”

“I secreted it.”

“Why—if you’re not hurt?”

He shrugged. “It’ a boring story, but I assure you I’m not hurt.” She stared at him. “I swallowed some of it. Didn’t I?”

He sighed. “It won’t hurt you. We…I don’t have the ability to transmit any sexually transmitted diseases.

You’re in no danger of catching anything from me.”

“Why? Because you’re a vampire?”

“Yes. I am.”

She sucked in a breath and stumbled back against the door. “Oh, God.” She sucked in a breath and stumbled back against the door. “Oh, God.”

“I need you not to be afraid of me. I’m not going to hurt you, sweet.” She touched her neck.

He shook his head. “That was just a little nip to show my affection for you. If I wanted to, I could easily subvert your will and make you do what I want. But that’s not how I want you. I need you to be here because you want to be. I have no interest in hurting you.”

“But you want my blood?”

“Yes, but I don’t have any plans to take it without your permission.” She touched her neck again. “You’ve already done that.

“No! I haven’t. I broke the skin—”

“You did more than break my skin.”

“I didn’t ingest your blood.” He bent his head and kissed her neck. “And I’m not going to hurt you.” As usual, she believed him. She slipped one arm around his neck. She snaked her other hand between their bodies to cup his cock, which was still fully erect. “You’re making me want this.” He lifted his head and quickly pushed her dress up, pulled her thong down, and pressed his cock against her.

“Then give me a fuck.”

Her stomach muscles clenched and a rush of hunger filled her. “I’m still sore.” He rubbed his cock head along her pussy. “I’ll be very gentle.” She pressed her hands against his shoulders, her heart racing. “Why don’t I believe that?” He laughed and pushed his hips forward, driving the big head of his cock between her pussy lips. “You’ve taken the edge off. I won’t hurt you again. Trust me.”

She moistened her lips before easing her hips forward and sliding her pussy onto his cock. “Pussy but no blood,” she said.

He eased several more inches inside her. “They go together,” he whispered, his voice brusque.

She tilted her head away from his mouth. “Not for me.”

He lifted his head to gaze down into her eyes. “They will.”

“Maybe so, but not tonight, Jay. Please. That’s too much.”

“Not tonight,” he promised. “But I’m going to need you to give it to me soon.” Or he’d take it? As he’d taken her pussy the night before? She closed her eyes and slipped her fingers through his hair. “Kiss me like I’m the only woman in the world.”

“You are the only one worth wanting or having,” he said before he scorched her open mouth with a series of hungry, sweet kisses. Within moments, she burned for him and moaned with pleasure as he surged in and out of her pussy with a growing heat and rapidity.

Sliding her hands down his body, she curled her fingers in his ass and eagerly pushed her pussy forward to welcome his big dick ever deeper inside her.

She shuddered, feeling a tinge of pain. He would soon be hurting her again. Even with pain, this time, she clung to him and urged him on by squeezing her pussy around his cock.

In response, he groaned, lifted her right leg, and thrust in so deep, she gasped and then cried out before she came all over his cock.

Holding her hips still, he thrust in deeper and harder.

“Oh…God!” she moaned, her thighs shaking and her stomach muscles clenching so hard, they felt cramped.

Raking his teeth against her neck, he fucked her so hard, she quickly came again. And still he fucked her. She lost track of how many times she came before he shuddered and she felt him coming inside her. What an incredible, sexy feeling.

She held his head against her neck, savoring each detonation until he finally stopped coming and crushed her against the door.

“Oh, God, Jay, that was painful, but incredible.”

“So are you.” He lifted his head.

Her heart raced.

His eyes glowed and his incisors were visible. God, help her but he looked sexy. She reached out to touch his teeth and caress his face.

He eased his cock out of her and stepped back.

He eased his cock out of her and stepped back.

The cum on his cock was pink. The knowledge that blood and cum filled her pussy excited her.

He lifted her in his arms and carried her into the bedroom where he undressed her. When she stood nude before him, he caressed her breasts and ass. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world.” She smiled. “What are you going to do about that, handsome?”

“Fuck you senseless. What else?”

Her smile widened. “I might like that.”

“I’m counting on that, sweet.” He stretched out on the bed and pulled her down into his arms.

She trembled when she felt his cock head against her entrance. “Oh, Jay—”

“Shh, sweetheart.” He kissed her. “I’ll be very careful.”

“Please do.”

He rolled her onto her back, positioned himself between her legs, and paused with his weight resting on his extended arms.

She looked up at him. With his eyes glowing and his incisor bared, he looked feral and so sexy she had to have him. Although still sore, she ached to feel him inside her again. “I want you.”

“Oh, God, sweet, I’m yours. Take me.”

Having him inside her was the most incredible feeling in the world. She lifted her hips, slowly impaling herself on his big, hot cock.

“Oh, God, that’s it, my sweet. Take me inside your pussy and enchant me as only you can.” She slid her hands down to jerk at his hips.

He lowered his body onto hers and slowly drove his cock balls deep into her pussy.

“Oh…God, Jay.”

He paused. “Are you okay?”

She nodded.

After giving her a few moments to savor the feeling, he kissed her lips and gave her a long, slow fuck that nearly drove her out of her mind.

When he finally exploded inside her again, she slumped against the mattress, shuddering with pleasure.

He eased out of her and rolled onto his back with her sprawled on top of him.

She kissed his lips and pressed her cheek against his shoulder. “That was so good,” she whispered.

He caressed her and whispered to her until she drifted into an exhausted sleep.

Several hours later, she woke alone in the bed. “Jay?” When he didn’t answer she got up to search the suite.

She reluctantly returned to the bedroom. Where the hell was he? Lying sleepless and alone, doubts and regrets assailed her. She’d been a fool to allow him to fuck her again. What kind of woman knowingly slept with a vampire?

Where was he? Fucking someone else? Drinking another woman’s blood?

The bedroom door opened and he walked into the moonlight room with a tray. He wore a pair of jeans and a pullover but was barefoot.

Her doubts vanished. “Jay!”

He smiled and placed the tray on the nightstand before smiling down at her.

Cayenne lifted her face with her lips parted.

He pressed a long, moist kiss against her neck before settling his mouth on hers for a deep, hot kiss that made her arch into him. “Oh…Jay.”

He lifted his head. “I thought you might be hungry.”

She was—for his cock. With her cheeks hot, she sat up. “Do you eat, Jay?”

“Food?”

She nodded while he sat on the bed beside her with the tray on his lap.

“Not so you’d notice.”

“So you need blood to survive?”

“Yes.”

That meant he’d either get it from her or some other woman.

“Do you always ask permission before you get it?”

“No. I don’t.”

She sighed and looked away. “I was afraid of that.”

He slipped his fingers into her hair and turned her face towards his. “I’m not going to apologize for fulfilling my needs.”

“I’m not asking you to.”

“Aren’t you?”

“No, but surely you can understand this is a lot to process. Why didn’t you tell me before tonight what you were?”

“You can ask that after telling me you considered us parasitical bloodsuckers?” She sighed. “It’s how I felt.”

“Felt, Cayenne? Or feel?”

“Feel,” she admitted. “Don’t look at me like that. You’ve just admitted you need blood to live.”

“You didn’t ask how I get it.”

“Why would I need to when you’ve already admitted that you sometimes take it without permission? And I’d be very surprised if you hadn’t killed a few people in the process.” He curled his lip. “Oh, I’ve killed more than few, sweet.”

Oh, God, no! “Did it bother you?”

“No. It didn’t.”

“Why not? Because you think so little of human life?”

He caressed her cheek. “I don’t think you really want to know what I think of humans, Cayenne.”

“Why not?”

“It’s not anymore complimentary than your opinion of vampires.” She jerked away from his touch. “I’m human!”

He nodded. “Yes. Unfortunately.”

She stared at him.

He stared back and then laughed before leaning over to kiss her ear. “I wouldn’t trade you for a million bucks, sweetheart. Now eat something so I can fuck you again.”

Her pussy flooded and she was hard pressed not to part her legs and invite him to fuck her. She removed the cover from the tray instead and picked up a fork. Sitting in the moonlit room eating in the early morning was exciting.

He hadn’t really hurt her so far. So she’d enjoy the rest of the weekend and worry about the consequences later.

While she ate, he caressed her breasts, kissed her neck, and stroked her pussy.

When she started to moan, he sat the tray on the nightstand, urged her onto all fours, and gave her a long, hard fuck—doggie style.

With his big hands caressing her breasts, his cool lips and teeth raking against her neck, and his hard shaft sliding in so deep she imagined she could feel him pulsing in her belly, she quickly came.

He eased her onto her stomach, crushed her against the mattress, and shot his cum inside her.

Oh, hell, that felt good. Moaning, she turned her head with her tongue extended.

He kissed her, sucking her tongue into his mouth for several sweet moments before he broke the lip lock to whisper to her. “You’re mine now. And I’m not going to share you with him.” His air of possession and the feral tone in his voice directed towards Michael gave her pause. This weekend might have been a mistake. But she was too exhausted and sexually sated then to worry about what she’d gotten herself into.

Her ringing cell phone woke Cayenne on Sunday morning. She rolled onto her side and slowly sat up as she recognized Michael’s ring. Stumbling out of bed, she rushed across the room to the bureau top where her purse lay.

The ringing stopped. Damn. Should she return his call? She decided not to.

Instead, she took a quick shower and dressed in jeans and a pretty, mauve silk top. She packed her suitcase and sat on the side of the bed. Her cell phone rang again. Michael. Thankful Jay wasn’t in the suite, she decided to take the call in the hope of avoiding his calling again when Jayvyn was present. “Hello?”

“Hey baby. Daddy needs some of your sugar sweet pussy. I’m on my way over so we can spend the day and night lighting up each other’s night.”

Two weeks earlier, his words would have thrilled her. Now they sent a streak of fear through her. “I’m not Two weeks earlier, his words would have thrilled her. Now they sent a streak of fear through her. “I’m not home,” she told him.