Kept: An Erotic Anthology (5 page)

I’d noticed the time when we entered his bedroom. It was four in the morning but I wasn’t tired. I perused his bed and noticed black straps at the corners.

I picked up the one at the lower corner of the mattress. “Kinky much?”

Hell, his eyes did that whole glow sparkly thing. “Only if you’re willing.”

I dropped my towel.

He fucked me slowly with his eyes before walking to the dresser and picking up black nylon cuffs. He secured them on my wrists with one finger running along the inner veins sending goose bumps across my flesh.

“May I?” His towel hung around his hips and I wanted to see him.

He nodded. I gave a slight tug. My knees went weak and I wanted his cock back in my mouth.

“Not this time. I want you on the bed on your stomach.”

“Are you reading my mind?”

He laughed again. “Your face is entirely too expressive. I don’t need to read your mind.”

Shit, I was betting he could. He was so careful in his answers and only caused me to have more questions but not now. He led me to the bed and situated me on my stomach.

“Is it time for that pheromone thing now?”

“Shh, we’ll get to that. No talking or I’ll gag you.”

Oh my. A very kinky vampire. What a fucking rush.

He ran his fingers over my back. I knew he was outlining my muscle definition. For many men my musculature was a turnoff. They wanted skinny, sometimes luscious, but seldom wanted a woman with more muscles than they had. I didn’t have more than Talon. He had a way of making me feel small… I grinned. Little. Then, I stopped thinking.

His teeth grazed my flesh before his lips applied gentle suction. God, I would be covered in hickeys. I didn’t want him to stop. I swear his mouth touched every inch of skin on the back of my body; from the arch of my feet to the tips of my fingers. I knew there would be a wet stain under my pussy. He was so damn good at this.

He arranged my limp body, lifting me to my knees. I heard the click of a metal clip as he secured my hands behind my back using the rings on the cuffs. He leaned me forward so my ass pushed through the circle of my arms and the metal clip pinched against the backs of my knees before tipping me completely forward. I rested slightly on one shoulder, my hair covering my face until he moved it aside. He grasped my hips dragging my entire body toward the end of the bed.

He separated my ass cheeks and skimmed his fingers over the crack until he found the moisture waiting for him.

“What do you want, little warrior?”

Oh God, how could he ask?

“Call it. Say it out loud.”

“You, I fucking want your cock buried in me.”

I would swear his scent swirled through my entire bloodstream. An avalanche of need overtook me. It was more powerful than what he’d released before. This was different—thicker, headier, more primal.

He covered me from behind and without giving my body time to adjust, he thrust inside my pussy. Not that I fucking cared. I needed him buried inside, pushing orgasmic waves as deep as possible. He held my hips and hauled me back as he thrust forward. I could barely move but I didn’t need to. The pulse in my clit grew, pounding so hard I wondered if he could feel it. He did, because suddenly his right hand was no longer on my hip and a burning pinch squeezed my clit. The intense pain took me over. At the same time, his fangs found my throat. I screamed. There wasn’t a place on me that wasn’t rocked by my orgasm. It didn’t stop and neither did he. My screams turned to whimpers as he kept pounding inside me. Then, the scorching hunger exploded once more as my body went over the edge again.

“Shh, stay still.” Now he was gliding in and out. I could feel his piercings slide across the nerves inside my pussy.

“I can’t take any more.” I think I begged him to stop but I wasn’t sure.

“Yes, you can. Still…”

I tried to breathe; I wanted to scream again and tears ran down my cheeks. The sound of his cock squishing in and out of my juices made my inner muscles clench and I heard him groan.

“Please, release my arms.”

I was instantly free but he didn’t stop. He lifted me so I straddled his lap backwards, his hands cupping my breasts, squeezing and molding them. I arched my neck backward and he did that sexy thing with his teeth running them across my jaw. They scratched but felt so fucking good.

“Tell me what you want again, little warrior.”

I didn’t need to think this time but I was barely capable of groaning out the words, “Keep fucking me.”

His scent washed over me, surrounded me, wrapped me in desire so intense I no longer knew if we were two separate beings. This time, his moan was louder than mine. Vampires had to have steel cocks to do what he just did. The display on the bedside clock showed that over two hours had passed since he started fucking me.

I was too weak to do more than curl against him after he pulled me up the bed and settled in behind me.

“Are you going to tie me to the bed?”

“Only if you ask nicely.”

I have no idea what I answered because the world went dark.

Chapter 9

He didn’t tie me to the bed. I woke up in his arms with a hunger requiring food and a thirst that could never be quenched.

“Here.”

He put the water bottle to my lips and I inhaled the fluid while trying not to choke. When he started to pull it back, I grabbed the bottle and continued slurping.

“Please, food,” I managed to get out after the bottle was completely empty.

His laugh was so delicious but it didn’t slake the hunger gnawing at my gut. The tray he swung over my lap did though. I couldn’t say anything until the first plate of eggs, bacon, and ham was finished. I took off the next lid and managed to say, “Good.”

I didn’t care that he watched me gorge myself. I’d never been this hungry in my life. My next phrase, “Is this normal,” came after I downed another bottle of water and opened the last covered dish. It was another serving of eggs and meat.

“Yes, it’s normal. Your body needs to replace the blood… among other things.”

“Do I want to know what those other things are?” At least I chewed and swallowed the huge bite in my mouth before asking.

“I’m not sure, do you?”

I didn’t like the sound of that but, before I could reply, there was a knock at the front door of the suite. I started to scramble up so I could search for my dress but Talon placed his hand heavily on my shoulder. “Stay in here. I’ll be back in a moment.”

“Do you know who it is?”

“Your friend, Major Vic.”

Shame washed over me but Talon leaned forward and kissed it away. God, could I fall in love with a vampire in less than twenty-four hours? This was crazy, but I could feel the protective vibes he radiated and it calmed me. I crawled beneath the covers and buried my head under a pillow. I received a sharp slap on my ass, too. My giggles, yes, I giggled again, followed him out of the room.

I heard the front door open.

“May I come in?”

“No.”

“I need to see Kelly.”

“Why?”

“Look. I need to know she’s all right.”

I could hear the frustration in Vic’s voice.

“You brought her to my room in little more than a kerchief, making her think she had to have sex with me and now out of some noble goodness you want to know how she is? Well fuck you.”

Oops, this was going to get out of hand fast. I jumped up, pulling the sheet around me and walking quickly out of the bedroom.

Vic saw me; at the same time Talon turned in my direction.

“I’m fine Vic. You interrupted some pillow talk so it would be best if you left.”

“Kelly…” He tried walking forward but Talon shoved him back.

I stared at Vic, refusing to hide in shame. “I need clothes; something other than a fuck me scrunchy would be nice. If you come back, bring something comfortable along with my backpack.”

With another push to Vic’s chest, Talon slammed the door in his face and turned his black gaze on me.

“Your eyes change color when you’re angry.” I smiled so Talon could see it was okay.

He ran his fingers through his hair, clearly frustrated. It made me smile and just like that, his eyes lightened and those gold sparkles made me wet.

“Fuck me, Talon.”

It worked like a dream. His pheromones went crazy and so did I. Unwinding the sheet, I let it fall as I walked closer.

Our against the door sex was awesome and I swear the man never tired. His dick remained rock hard through three orgasms. I rested in his lap, loving the musky sex smell that surrounded us. Our earlier conversation suddenly popped into my mind. “What other things do I need to replace?”

He gave my shoulder a small squeeze. “Your body is adapting to mine and making its own special chemicals to attract me. It pulls a lot of energy from you so you need food and water to replace what you lose.”

My pulse raced, “Will I keep doing that even after you’re gone.”

“In a way,” he whispered.

“Fuck. Will I jump any available guy and make him want sex with me.”

This made him laugh and I was instantly glad it wasn’t quite as bad as I thought but when I looked at him; I could see a question in his eyes.

That sexy thrill went back into his voice, “Make no mistake; there isn’t a heterosexual man alive that doesn’t want to have sex with you, little warrior, but the chemicals won’t make it worse.”

I brushed my hand over his jaw, tilting my head so I could lick the same path with my tongue. I didn’t believe what he said about other men wanting me. He wasn’t intimidated by my strong physique like most men so he wasn’t a good judge.

“Then, why does it matter,” I asked wondering what difference it made if I secreted a chemical smell as long as men didn’t want to jump my bones.

He stared at me for so long I didn’t think he was going to answer. I was starting to read the closed off look he used when he planned to say something I wouldn’t like. “You will release them only for me.”

“I don’t understand.”

His un-vampire like sigh was loud in the quiet room. “Your chemical pheromones will take away your desire for anyone but me”

It took two seconds before I was scrambling off his lap. “You have got to be fucking kidding me. What the hell did you do?”

He stood with that effortless sinewy grace of his causing me to catch my breath. Without thought my nipples began to tighten and my thighs clenched. No. Hell no, his sex scent scrambling my brains pissed me off even more.

Talon had almost the same pitying look Vic had when he left me in this room. For some reason, he thought softening his voice would make this right, “I did nothing but get near you. Once I did, it was out of both of our hands.”

I backed away. “No, this isn’t right. I can’t accept what you’re telling me.”

“Come sit down on the couch and I will explain.”

God, now his eyes were haunted and I wanted to cry. He picked up the discarded sheet and placed it over my shoulders. I sat down in a chair while he put his jeans back on. “Explain,” I said, after he sat across from me.

His eyes were so incredibly intense I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. “Each vampire has one mate. Once we find that person, our chemical signature changes and there is nothing we can do to stop it. I knew who you were the minute I scented your neck even with the alcohol leaking from your pores. My biological makeup started changing instantly and so did yours.”

“No fucking way.”

“Kelly.”

Shit, he used my name. I didn’t want him using my name even though I knew I was being ridiculous.

He continued after giving me a few moments to adjust. Like, anyone could ever adjust to what he was telling me. “There is much you need to know. Your people cannot win this war without the help of the vampires. Many of my people don’t want to help, but there are some, like me, that think your world is worth saving. Unfortunately, we cannot interfere with the natural progression, at least not in a blatant manner. Even with the information I was planning to give you, it might not have made a difference to the outcome. You’ve changed that. You have the ability to make a difference in your world and save the people you love.”

This was bad. Really bad, I could feel it. “How?”

“Become vampire.”

Chapter 10

Thankfully, I was sitting down. Too many things swirled around my head at once and of all the things I could question at this moment—the end of the human world or how the hell do you become a vampire, my mind went to sex.

“So I won’t ever desire another man again?”

I could see by his eyes that he didn’t mind giving me the answer, “Only me.”

“And what about you? Will the same rules apply?” I lived and fought in a male dominated society. Yes, they’d come a long way but only because war forced it on them. “Will you desire other women?”

His expression didn’t change. “No. Never again.”

“My friend said a vampire’s smell enticed her. So you’ll just go around and entice women but you won’t fuck them?”

“I will no longer release the questing scent. It’s only there to search out a mate. I’ve found mine.”

“Shit.”

Just the hint of a grin played on his lips but his eyes darkened. “I was hoping for a little more than that.”

“You don’t even know me.” I had to find a way to scramble out of this deal.

“I’ve known you forever.”

“But, we don’t love each other.”

“Don’t we?”

God, he frustrated me. He made it sound so simple but I wasn’t ready for this. In desperation, I changed the subject knowing I would scream if we stayed on this one.

“How does someone become a vampire?”

He ran his fingers through his hair, doing nothing but ruffling the short strands but, for some reason, it made me want him again.

No, no, no. I can carry on a conversation with this man and not think about sex.

“You will bury a blade deep in my heart and drink from the purest of all vampire blood.”

Yeah, like that was ever gonna happen. I waited for him to crack a smile. Damn, he wasn’t joking.