Set In Flames (Morningstars Book 1) (21 page)

Another time she wrapped a hand around him, finding exactly the rhythm that brought him back to the edge he had been walking before.

Sharp pain made him open his eyes. She had cut his femoral artery and was now stroking his erection while moving her lips over the cut. She watched him; holding his gaze while sucking his blood.

He had never before allowed anyone to drink from him, especially not so close to his favorite body part, but seeing her like that almost pushed him over the edge. He had surely planned to exchange blood with her, and soon, but certainly not like that. Not in his wildest dreams would he have imagined something like that.

Her sucking got stronger and so became her grip.

“Babe, please… Babe,” he begged, half-heartedly trying to push her away, but his body mainly had given control over to a tiny brunette. He came way too fast and with absolutely no control over his orgasm, no chance to draw it out or hold it back.

He closed his eyes in embarrassment when she pulled back, looking at the mess he had made on her hand and in her hair. “I’d say that shirt needs washing,” she said matter-of-factly and he grabbed his pants, pulling them up.

She was a tiny virgin and he hadn’t had the decency to take her to bed before coming all over her. He almost stumbled in his haste to get away when he realized that she had taken his blood. A lot of it, most likely enough to jump-start her transformation. He needed to get her into a bed and… First he needed to get her clean.

“How are you feeling?” he wanted to know and she grinned, placing a finger under his chin to make him look at her. It took him a moment, then he met her beaming expression.

“Awesome. I feel awesome,” she exclaimed, obviously being pretty proud of herself. It was almost adorable.

“You had my blood, and I need to clean, you need to clean and then…” he started and she turned pale.

“You need to take my blood.”

Jaden groaned at that thought. He nodded before taking a deep breath.

“I don’t know what happens now, but I won’t let you shower alone,” he told her, liking that thought a lot. He wanted to watch her, see her and fully enjoy every bit of her body. He picked her up and she chuckled.

“That…” He cleared his throat and then started again. “Usually the first time goes a lot different and this time you will not get the upper hand, female. I wanna make love to you. In a bed. The right way,” he promised, wanting to feel her, tease her, taste her.

“Shower, you said,” she smiled and he picked up a brow. There was something forced about the way her lips curled, but he decided against saying something. Soon he’d know it all anyways.

She hated that he just wanted to watch. She had spent most of her life seeing everything she wished she’d be brave enough to do and now she had the chance and he just
watched
. It took everything in her not to groan.

She stepped into the shower, feeling slightly self-conscious. She could feel all his emotions swirl through her. He was partly worried, partly tempted and mostly embarrassed. The last one was the feeling she enjoyed most because she knew it came from the way she, a sweet girl, had brought him so much pleasure. Knowing he was watching her made that whole mix all the more confusing, yet it was tempting something inside of her. She couldn’t resist teasing him, giving her a feeling as if she had found her inner seductress.

In a movement well planned she stretched, letting her head fall back to enjoy the water raining down on her.

A warning growl sent a thrill through her, making her give him a look over her shoulder. Jaden, who had sat down on the toilet upon entering was no longer sitting, but leaning against the wall close to the shower, his arms crossed in front of his bare chest.

Blushing, she turned away again, her nerves getting the best of her. Swallowing slightly, hoping he wouldn’t notice, she closed her eyes. She wasn’t afraid of a naked man. Hell, she even enjoyed looking at some – and Jaden definitely was worth a glance or two – but despite the fact that she wanted him like she never had wanted anyone before, she was scared.

She hadn’t lied about needing him, and nothing had changed about that, but feeling his hard length press against her core, she had panicked, taking the easy way out by kneeling in front of him. That had been sexy as hell though and a well calculated action on her part because she still had remembered the feeling of his blood in her system and figured that this would be her ultimate guideline.

She poured shampoo into her hand, starting to massage it into her scalp while wondering about the act itself. Would it really prove to be true that she couldn’t do anything wrong simply because they were meant for each other?

She yelped as strong, warm hands reached around her, cupping her breasts.

“I’ve never been the most patient guy,” Jaden whispered, his voice rough; his lips gentle while they skimmed over her shoulder. She involuntarily shivered, closing her eyes. His fingers found her nipples, softly squeezing them, making her gasp.

He took her arms, placing them against the cold tiles, about the height of her shoulders, just far enough apart so she wouldn’t slip.

“Before you get weak-kneed on me, I’d rather have you support yourself,” he chuckled into her ear and she nodded slightly, thinking that this indeed was a clever plan because just those small gestures made her forget how to breathe.

“I was almost finished, you know?” she teased quietly, having no intention whatsoever to leave that shower. His wandering hands simply were too tempting.

He didn’t reply, just pushing her body forward with his until she was caught between his heat and the cold wall. Her breath came out short and her fear spiked when she felt his erection press into her back. She wanted him, but would he hurt her? Would it change her? Or would it maybe change the mood he was in?

“Are you here with me?” he asked, gently biting her earlobe. She moaned, not being able to believe that she wanted him so much, was turned on beyond anything she knew, and yet wanted to run as fast and as far as possible.

“Let me at least wash up fully,” she pleaded, feeling how he hesitated. Curiosity ran through him. He kissed her neck, holding her prisoner with his body. She was going nowhere until he’d allow it. It was scary and yet hot.

“I’m gonna bite you. Just a nip. It won’t hurt, I promise,” he mumbled against her skin and she closed her eyes.

“Why don’t you just let us finish that shower and… Jaden!” She called out his name as his teeth pierced her skin. She suddenly had no idea anymore why she was worried in the first place, because she was his, his alone, and everything else would simply fall in place.

He was gone all of the sudden, leaving her wanting in the worst way possible.

“You are afraid,” he remarked, sounding as if he just had a cold shower.

“I was afraid, I am no longer,” she clarified while facing him, but the hormones coursing through her from his bite faded and he she knew he could feel the residue of the worries she had.

Stepping towards her again he framed her face, his chocolate eyes radiating warmth.

“Trust me, Cupcake. I’ll make you stop worrying.” He kissed her soft and slow before turning the water off and wrapping her in a soft towel. He carried her into the bedroom, giving her a beaming smile.

There was no need for candles or light, because the moment their skin touched, the room lit up in purple, the glow of their bond rivaling the brightness of the sun.

She held onto the towel tightly, worrying now more than ever that she had done something wrong. She wouldn’t let go of her cover no matter what he tried. That was, until he kissed her deeply and she raised her hands to frame his face.

His kisses travelled down her jawline, then her neck and over to her collar bone. Only in the corners of her mind did she notice that he tucked away the towel, leaving her open to him.

The excitement she felt coming from him coupled with the way his lips went over her skin to leave a burning trail behind made her feel as if she was flying. Biting her lip, she drowned her hands in his hair, needing something to hold on to as one finger circled first her right and then her left breast, ending each time at the sensitive peak. Then this exact finger went deeper, wandering over her skin. Nothing else was touching her, just that bit of skin and she moved against it, needing more, wanting more.

“Just… Kiss me, Jaden,” she pleaded and he did, only not the way she had hoped. “Holy shit,” she breathed as his tongue went over that sweet spot between her legs. She was wet for him and had no doubt about the fact that he’d realize that, too. Maybe that would make him actually move up and kiss her so they could get on with the program. She was ready to enjoy all his sweet touches once she knew that she couldn’t fail.

His tongue stroked her, making her hold her breath while reaching for something to hold. Jaden grabbed her hands and she squeezed, never having felt closer to him than that moment even though he was barely even touching her.

She longed for his bite, wanting to feel as free and careless as she had in the shower, but instead he moved up, lying on his side while their bodies touched full length.

Again she was left wanting while he brushed a few strands out of her face, then he leaned in to kiss her, taking her thoughts away with his lips just before two fingers slipped into her, making her buck against his hand.

“You are so ready, Cupcake,” he whispered and she couldn’t help but enjoy the intrusion. Yet she wanted more, and by the feelings that came through the bond she knew so did he. His voice was hoarse and seriously the sexiest thing she had ever heard.

“Born ready,” she bit out, enjoying the way her blood rushed through her body; the way her back was burning where her mark would soon be finished; and mostly the way Jaden’s fingers made her feel. She felt his impatience, too, and it made her smile.

“Come on, handsome. You can play later. Make me yours,” she pleaded and he took a deep breath, resting his lips against her shoulder before meeting her eyes.

She could hear his heart going into triple speed and it exhilarated her. When he moved though it was away from her. Protest left her lips until he pressed his finger against them.

“I need my dagger, babe. We’ll have to exchange blood during sex and your teeth aren’t sharp enough yet to break skin. We need to seal that bond so you’ll soon be exhausted enough for me to taste every part of your beautiful skin,” he grinned, making her blush. She liked that perspective. A lot.

Her need spiked and he beamed, having been gone barely two seconds before placing his dagger on the pillow next to her head.

“My warrior,” she whispered while he moved his body over hers. His breath came short against her lips and she laughed. He was just as nervous as she was and it was the best feeling in the world.

“I feel like a fucking beginner,” he grumbled and she smiled, pulling his head down to hers. His body was like a blanket for her and she never wanted to live another day without that cover.

With a swift movement he cut his neck right where it connected to his shoulder and Maya didn’t even need to be asked before she pressed her lips to his cut. His blood was the only thing she’d live on for the rest of her life and she couldn’t imagine anything better.

“Gee, Cupcake, just slow down. I might…” Instead of finishing that sentence though he bit her shoulder, pushing his hard length into her, making her feel complete. She moaned against his shoulder, raking her nails across his back. He shivered in response and started to suck her blood harder.

It pushed her over an edge she hadn’t realized she was walking, having him follow her closely behind. He kissed her pulse before resting his forehead against hers.

“This… We… I’m…” They both laughed and he moved off her, pulling her as closely against him as he could.

“What about this, you and us?” she asked, a giggle in her voice. He was happy, utterly happy and nothing else coursed through his body. She liked that a lot.

“This whole thing was supposed to take a while. I wanted to make slow love to you and prove to you that I can be gentle and that you never have to be scared of me. I wanted to make it perfect. We were supposed to be exhausted and tired and happy. I’ve always been a good lover…”

Jealousy seized her and she stiffened.

“Hey,” he mumbled, nuzzling her neck. “I’m here with you, aren’t I?” he asked and she turned around to look at him. “And I wanna be nowhere else but here,” he added and she felt that he meant it. It made her relax and cuddle back into him.