No Rest for the Wicked (31 page)

Yet he couldn’t.

Even when he craved this pleasure so badly, he couldn’t force her to do it.

Suddenly, tenderness for him threatened to overwhelm her. So much so that the thought

of him yearning all these years for something he’d never experienced made her ache as

well. She found it unbearable to think of him wondering what it would be like with her.

She’d desired the merciless man she’d gazed up at in the rain, but she also hungered for

the man here before her now with vulnerability in his eyes. “What if I wanted to do it?”

She nibbled her bottom lip. “Would you still like me to?”

She saw him go hard as steel again. “I... only... only if you wanted to.”

Oh, she did. She lifted her hand to stroke his face tenderly. He closed his eyes briefly at

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) her touch. And I’m going to make it so damn good. If he’d waited his entire life for it,

she’d guarantee it would be worth the wait.

And, of course, she had to live up to her careless bragging. “Worship,” Kaderin? Well,

actually... She recalled a scene she’d inadvertently witnessed long ago. She’d crept into a

dark warlock’s harem to free a witch who’d found good favor with the Valkyrie. The

Valkyrie weren’t susceptible to spells, but this warlock had been powerful and Kaderin

had been alone. She’d found a hiding place to stay until everyone went to sleep.

She’d ultimately waited till dawn. Because one of his concubines had pleasured him for

hour after hour in a most original manner.

Kaderin had filed the idea away, thinking, One day, if I find those desires again, I’d really

like to try this.

That time was now. She wanted to give Sebastian an experience to remember—for

eternity. An immortal version of what he’d fantasized about. “I do want to, Bastian.” Now

she laced her arms around his neck. “But I have conditions.”

A hint of a wounded half-grin. “You always have conditions.”

“I think you can live with these.”

Ten minutes later, Sebastian found himself chained to Kaderin’s bed.

He should have seen that wicked glint in her eyes and traced the other way.

But she’d been giving him soft kisses with those ruby lips as she’d smoothed her palms

over his chest and torso. When she’d asked him to give her five minutes to get ready, he’d

obliged and left the bedroom. He’d been kicking off his boots when she’d come to take his

hand, stroking it sensuously with her thumb. She’d tucked her hair behind her ear, smiling

at him over her shoulder as she led him to her bed.

Did he ask what she’d done in her room? Hell, no. At that point, and after that bewitching

smile, if she’d murmured, “I’m leading you into the fiery depths of hell,” he’d have

followed dumbly.

Then they’d lain on the bed, slowly kissing again. The way she would give soft moans into

his mouth maddened him. When she lapped her tongue against his, he couldn’t stop

imagining how it would feel on his cock...

Then he’d suddenly found one wrist shackled to a chain she’d stretched under her bed.

“What the bloody hell—?”

“Bastian, it’s a condition of this deal.”

Warnings had arisen. This is not wise. They’d just been fighting. They’d resolved nothing

between them. But he knew he could break free if need be. He could trace free. Why

would she want this?

Then she’d smiled once more, that seductive curl of her lips, and he could no longer think

of anything but sliding his shaft between them. He let her chain the other wrist.

When he was secured, she’d surveyed him with eyes gone silver and licked her lips.

And one second ago, he’d watched in astonishment as she clawed his pants off, leaving

him without a thread on.

“I imagined this that first morning with you,” she said, pressing her lips to his torso. Her

damp hair grazed over his skin, making him shudder with pleasure. “Imagined ripping off

your pants to get my mouth on your shaft.”

He groaned in disbelief, wondering if he’d die of ecstasy when he felt her warm breaths

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) going lower. If this was a dream, he’d be damned if he would wake. After nuzzling the

trail of hair leading down from his navel, she glanced up. “Are you ready?”

“Christ, yes, I’ve been ready—”

The first touch of her hot little tongue, running across the head of his shaft, stopped his

breath.

“Ah, God,” he finally managed. When the slit grew moist, she dipped her tongue down

and gave it a dabbing lick.

His eyes rolled back in his head.

Then came the long, slow slide of her wet lips. He arched his back. When she flicked her

tongue while he was in her mouth, the pleasure was so intense he yelled out. With effort,

he raised his head to witness it—he had to see this—breaths going ragged at the sight of

her taking him in.

He wanted to brush her hair aside to see better, but the chains prevented him. He could

have broken them easily, but she’d deemed the chains a condition. He’d never jeopardize

this.

As if she’d read his mind, she smoothed her hair over one shoulder, giving him an

unimpeded view.

He hissed in a breath when she caressed her face against the length, lovingly, as she had

that first morning against his cheek. “What do you think?”

“Can’t seem to,” he said, choking out the words. She smiled.

Completely uninhibited, she continued her ministrations, making it impossible to hold out

much longer. Her mouth was so hot and wet, he wanted it to go on forever, but he felt his

sack tightening. “About to come... ” Just when he was about to go over the edge, she

released him from her mouth, as he’d expected. He didn’t dare think she’d take all of him.

“No, Bastian, you’re really not.”

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B rows drawn together, Sebastian grated, “Think I’d know this.”

She squeezed the head of his erection in her fist, preventing him from ejaculating, then hid

her surprise. It worked!

His shaft was swollen with seed, the pressure visibly paining him. They both stared at it,

before meeting eyes.

She saw the exact moment realization hit him. “You can’t mean to... ”

When she nodded, he yanked on the chains, seeming incredulous that they were holding

him.

“The chains have been mystically reinforced,” she explained with a leisurely lick. “Not

even an immortal as strong as you can break them, and you can’t trace from them, either.”

He still tried to. “Let me free,” he growled. “Is this some kind of revenge?” His naked

body was wracked with tension, every muscle bulging as he fought the chains. His arms

grew even more huge with effort.

“Not revenge, Bastian.” Once his seed descended again, and he wasn’t in immediate

danger of release, she removed her robe. His struggles eased as his lips parted. She leaned

over, breasts close to his mouth, to prop up his head with a pillow. With his gaze riveted

to her body, his battle to be free subsided. When she straddled him, he stilled completely,

as if he’d forgotten to resist.

“Closer,” he commanded.

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) She moved in, holding her breasts to his mouth, one, then the other. He sucked her nipples

hard, groaning around each, hands clenching in the manacles.

When she pulled away, he bit out curses—until she moved down his body to take him with

her mouth once more. She relished the taste of his flesh, loved how responsive he was,

how disbelieving when she licked the base and down to his heavy sack.

“These things you do to me... my God, I didn’t know... ”

She couldn’t take all of his prodigious length, so she used her hand as well, stroking the

base.

“Katja, I’m about—”

She gripped him hard, preventing him again, and he yelled out in agony. He dug his heels

into the bed to thrust, to shake her hand loose, desperate to lose his seed in any way.

Never had she seen anything so erotic as his body twisting in the chains.

But she held firm, and soon he grew drugged with lust, nearly insensible. His chest was

slicked with sweat, and his entire body quaked with the need for release. He reverted to

his native language, and the things he told her made it clear he didn’t think she could

understand him. However, she spoke Estonian fluently.

Oh. Had she forgotten to tell him?

He rasped that she was his kena, his darling, that she was so precious to him. He admitted

he hadn’t been able to tell her that, no matter how badly he’d needed to.

He would die if he knew I can understand him.

He told her he wanted her with him, only him, after this night. Just as he’d been loyal to

her and would ever be. For always...

Sebastian hadn’t had another that night in Colombia ? Emotion trilled through her, making

her toes curl, and she became hungrier for him—if possible—and aroused to the point of

agony.

Her fingers longed to trail down to her sex for what would be an instant release. Loyal for

always? She shivered, kissing him lovingly now, breathing hot and fast. She couldn’t stop

a moan—

Immediately, he lifted his head, shaking it hard, as if to clear a haze. “Let me free.”

What had brought about this abrupt change? “Bastian, this time I promise you can—”

“Let me free, or I will find a way out of these chains.” His demeanor was becoming

alarming. His eyes were narrowed and black.

Seeing that he was serious, she leaned up. “Why? Didn’t you like what I was doing?”

He yanked on the chains, straining, as her eyes went wide.

She wasn’t at all certain she wanted to release the vampire she’d just been sexually

tormenting. While she was naked and needing. And not when his eyes promised

retaliation. “Wh-what do you want to do?” Good money said, To turn the tables.

If she unlocked those shackles, he’d take her this very night.

Now she felt like he was skipping a step.

She hadn’t been prepared to have sex with him yet. Yet? Oh, gods. As if it had been a

foregone conclusion. She’d only slept with men she’d trusted, and for all of Sebastian’s

considerable charms, she did not trust him.

He strained against the bonds even harder than before, but no vampire could break

through those—he’d only hurt himself.

Suddenly, she became very conscious of how much larger he was than she. His cut

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) muscles that usually thrilled her now made her swallow with alarm. His shaft, which she’d

always found so big and wondrous, daunted her.

Everything added up to make her want to run, but when a trickle of blood slid from his

wrist, she cried, “Wait!” and dove forward for the key. With trembling hands, she

unlocked him—

In an instant, he tossed her onto her back, looming over her, and began palming and

fondling her between her thighs. He groaned to the ceiling to find her so wet.

“Bastian! What’re you doing?”

He faced her. “It’s time.” His voice was unrecognizable.

“Wh-whoa, what time? Why now?”

“You’re denying us for no reason... you want me, too.” His whole hand covered her sex

possessively, rubbing. “Tell me you don’t need me inside you, and I’ll stop.” With his

other hand, he grasped her breast, brushing his thumb over her jutting nipple. “Tell me.”

She glanced away, gritting her teeth. Finally, between panting breaths, she said, “If we do

this, Sebastian, there’s no making love. There’s no claiming me, like I’m lost luggage. This

isn’t a promise of any kind. Just meaningless sex.” Surely he’d balk at that?

Instead, he grated, “Agreed.”

“Wh-what? You’re agreeing to meaningless sex?”

“Any kind with you, Bride.” The dark look he gave her made her shiver, even before he

growled, “I’m due.”

“So you think you’re just going to take the reins?” If he does, I’m lost.

In answer, Sebastian knelt between her legs, shoving them apart with his knees.

Kaderin was so beautiful, her breasts lush beneath his hands, her nipples stiff against his

palms. Her sex was visibly wet, waiting to be filled, and his cock throbbed to be buried

inside it.

“Sebastian, we can’t just do this! I’m not ready—” Her words died in her throat when he

slipped his finger inside her.

“You feel ready.” He pressed a second finger in.

When her knees fell wide in surrender, he knew he was about to have her, at last, and

nothing would stop him. Not after what she’d just been doing to him—and to herself. His

Bride desired him, had moaned around his shaft as she licked it desperately. Her kiss had

maddened him, but the idea of her aching for what he could give her was too much to

take.

He didn’t want to hurt her, though, and he knew he’d never been this hard. He could hold

on a little longer and make sure her body was ready for him.

His fingers thrust in and out, slowly, as he played with her nipples, and soon she was as

frenzied as he was. “Bastian,” she cried. “I’m ready!”

When she tried to draw him down to her, claws biting into his shoulders, he caught her

wrists above her head with one hand.

She went wild. Cries burst from her as she arched her back sharply. He’d known taking