The Mating Game (11 page)

With one smooth motion, she thrust herself down on him, sheathing him and giving herself the exquisite pleasure of feeling her walls stretched to the limit.

They both cried out.

Mary noticed Dominic clenching his fists in their cuffs, desperately controlling his breathing.

“Do…oh my, you feel wonderful…” Realizing talk was beyond her capabilities, Mary simply reached up, stretching them both into new positions, and she fumbled with the cuffs.

“Hurry, love. With you stretched over me like this I think I’m about to lose what little control I’ve kept.”

With fingers that simply wouldn’t do what she requested of them, Mary finally unwrapped the electrical tape, and flicked the quick release lever. With a
snap
the cuffs opened and fell down unnoticed behind the headboard. Mary turned carefully to reach his feet.

Released from his bondage, both hands and feet, Dominic turned into a true pagan. Wild, excited beyond belief, he became sexy and grumpy at the same time.

“You, woman, will pay for that later. Be grateful I don’t chain you to my bed for a year’s worth of servitude for that.”

Mary laughed, as Dominic rolled her beneath him.

“Hey!” she protested, laughingly, “it’s my turn to be on top! Why else would I have to chain you down?”

Dominic grinned sexily. Running his palms up and down her sides, palming her large breasts, with just a few strokes he catalogued her every asset all over again. Thrusting even deeper into her, she squirmed as the silky scarf tied around his cock stopped him from penetrating her as deeply as possible.

Cursing a blue streak, Dominic literally ripped the thin silk from himself and spread her legs wider as he lodged himself so deeply into her she moaned and arched her back. Craving him even more deeply, Mary tried to drag his ass closer to her, to thrust himself even more deeply as he set a quick, hard pace between them.

“You can be on top,” he panted, “in maybe a year or two when I’ve fully sated myself in you.”

Mary blinked.
A year or two?
Just a manner of speaking, she assured herself. There was absolutely no point in raising her hopes. This man was the classic bad boy, the love ‘em and leave ‘em king. He was just being horny.

They both groaned as Dominic’s pace grew more frenzied, wilder, even more pagan. He thrust into her faster and faster, with an almost blurring speed that had Mary’s head spinning. His thick cock sent spirals of friction and pleasure shooting through her, arching her back with the pleasure. Surely one could die from sex as delicious as this?

Just when she felt certain she would explode from the immense feelings building inside her, Dominic lifted one of her hips, rotating to let himself penetrate her deeper. With the new angle, his heavy, engorged cock rubbed her G-spot, and she screamed.

The electric currents of pleasure she had been feeling were intensified a thousand-fold. Somewhere deep inside her, something broke apart and she felt a huge rush of emotions flow over her body.

The orgasm hit her with a startling, slightly scary velocity, and somewhere in the very back of her mind, she registered that she was screaming really loudly.

Mixed in with all these glorious feelings was the sharp nip of teeth. Dominic had bitten her neck! She giggled when she remembered only vampires were supposed to bite screaming virgins on the neck.

Mary giggled breathlessly. The bite didn’t sting exactly, but she could feel it there, even when Dominic merely laved it with his tongue. The strange way it stung without hurting made her wonder if, for the first time in more years than she could count, she would have a hickey-like bruise when she woke up in the morning.

She frowned at the time he was taking over the bite. Throughout the whole, he continued thrusting wildly inside her, claiming her with his cock as well as his mouth.

“Rabies shots up to date?” she panted.

“Don’t get rabies, or any other human disease,” he returned, just as breathless.

Mary nodded, and let the immense feelings wash over her.

Before she could think or question any further, Dominic was coming. Shooting hot loads of his seed deep in her body, he shuddered and pulled her so closely into his body she felt as if parts of them merged into the other.

Hugging him back, just as tightly, she relished the feeling of her sweaty body pressed deeply into his sweaty body.

Finally, he collapsed onto her, panting, his muscles shaking slightly. She curled up into his body, enjoying the heat, and that special closeness one always experiences after a particularly wonderful bout of sex.

As the minutes ticked by, her body cooled, and she shivered. Dominic groaned a little, sat up and pulled the coverlet up to cover them both. He then settled back as close to her body he could possibly be, and still be able to breathe.

He held her firmly, keeping her in place beside him, one arm around her back, pulling her breasts flush against his chest, the other arm possessively cupping her ass.

His legs tangled around hers making sure that practically every point along their bodies touched, skin on skin. Smiling down at her face, he drew her closer into the circle of his arms as he sleepily closed his eyes, a sated look on his face.

“We needta talk…” he murmured.

Mary felt a shaft of pain go through her. Suddenly wide-awake, she hoped to placate him. Obviously on the verge of sleep, she decided to soothe him, hoping he would fall asleep, not talk. Stroking his cheek softly, she reached up to switch off the bedside lamp.

“That’s okay, Dom. I understand. Just go to sleep, I can pack and go later.”

“No…” he huskily protested. “Too tired now. Explain later. Want you to stay.”

“Shhh…just sleep now.”

Dominic continued murmuring, but it was the drowsy, half-asleep nonsense of a small child as it fights off sleep. Mary had been feeling pretty damn tired herself after such an explosive climax. Yet now she simply wanted to start the long trek home.

She didn’t think she could make the ten-hour trip after so little sleep and such a long night and day, but she could certainly get an hour or two’s worth of driving in and crash at a motel before finishing the journey.

Indulging herself, she stroked Dominic’s cheek for a few more minutes, until she was certain he was fully asleep, still murmuring nonsense. She enjoyed every second of the safe feeling lying cradled in his arms gave her. She enjoyed feeling the heat radiate from his body, and the subtle yet completely masculine possessiveness of his muscled legs pressed between her own, claiming her even while he slept.

Mary braced herself, assuring herself once more he was fully and deeply asleep, and climbed slowly, carefully from the giant bed.

The chilly morning air brought her back to her senses and helped wake her up a little. Scampering around the small apartment, she found her clothes and dressed without the light. There was a lightening of the sky, showing dawn did indeed draw closer, even when one didn’t want it to.

Mentally checking each item she had arrived with, she crossed over to the desk. Scrambling around in the near dark, she wrote a brief, succinct note.

Thank you for an unbelievable night. I didn’t want to hang around for the morning-after speech. Hope you don’t mind. You will always be in my thoughts, and I will remember you whenever I hear
Night Prowler.
Mary.

Refusing to feel either guilt for leaving the cowardly way, or a pang at the thought of never sharing such mind-blowing sex with this man again, Mary picked up her purse and left the apartment.

Chapter Twelve

Early Wednesday morning

“
Dominic
! I swear if you don’t stop pacing I’m gonna have to get up and pound you! You’re giving me a headache.”

Dominic ignored his brother and continued to pace in front of the huge windows overlooking the large house’s backyard. The kids were all playing a mixture of Chase, and Hide and Seek, depending on who was winning.

“How can I be giving you a headache when you’re supposed to be updating the latest security measures?”

“Rather easily, bro. You’re a large presence, remember? With you stalking back and forth like a caged wolf it’s quite hard to miss you. Why don’t you just admit you love the girl and go mate with her? I thought you were this legendary seducer—so go seduce her and convince her to marry you.”

Dominic ran a hand through his shoulder-length hair, mussing it further. “It’s not that easy.”

“Really. Why not?”

Dominic resumed his pacing. “She only wanted to find out about my werewolf side. I was a novelty. She was curious. We both got our questions answered and some unspeakably good sex. End of story.”

Samuel leaned back in his chair, a huge grin on his face.

“Oh, how the mighty have fallen. So unspeakably good sex is no longer enough?”

“No, damn you! It’s not enough. Not for one night.”

Samuel leaned forward, a devilish gleam in his eye.

“Wow, bro. If the sex is really that good, maybe I should—”

“Don’t you
dare
!”

Dominic paused, realized his beloved brother had set him up and caught him like some gauche youth.

“Har-har. Very funny. Fine, I love the girl. Happy?”

Throwing himself into the over-padded armchair, he pouted as Samuel clutched his heart as if he were having an attack.

“Oh, the shock! The surprise! You love the girl. Finally! How long did it take you to admit it?”

“This isn’t funny, Sam.”

Sighing, Dominic ran a hand through his already messy hair and idly scratched his two days worth of stubble. Samuel typed in a few keystrokes, only half paying attention. He knew in a moment or two…

“Well…what the hell do
you
think I should do, seeing as you’re so smug about the whole thing?” Dominic grumpily asked, obviously hating the fact he needed help in this of all areas.

Samuel looked at him as if he had lost his mind. “Why, little brother, I do believe you should chase after her, get down on your knees, and beg for her to stay with you.”

Dominic raised one eyebrow arrogantly.

Samuel shrugged. “Or seduce her senseless and wring promises out of her, then bully her to keep them until she’s fool enough to love you in return.”

Dominic stared out the window, mulling over his choices, his brain ticking away for the first time since he had woken up, cold and alone in his large bed.

“You still okay with me offering the kid a summer job in the company?”

“Sure! Anyone good enough to crack your code is welcome to come work for us. We can use kids that skilled.”

Dominic nodded. “I might start with that. At least I’ll have some balm to soothe my pride if she turns me down flat.”

“You’re sure she’s the ‘One’?”

Dominic turned to his brother, hearing him uncertain for the first time in what felt like years.

“Yeah. I’m sure. I marked her, I dream of her,
crave
her worse than any sort of drug. I can’t really explain it. I feel like there’s this piece missing out of me. I’ve been in a shitty mood since she left—”

Samuel rolled his eyes comically.

“You don’t say! Sounds to me more like a case of the flu than true love. You can count me out on love if this is the sort of moron it produces!”

Dominic swiped him, catching him on the shoulder.

“Enough outta
you
! You realize you’re next! With the rest of us mated, you have no hope. Soph and Josie will be focusing on you. You, my dearest brother, are as good as mated! I can’t wait to give
you
love advice! Hopefully it’ll be a spitfire just like my Mary, and
then
we’ll see who’s such a hopeless case.”

Samuel scoffed.

“No way, man. With Art and Wills reproducing like rabbits, and you won’t be so far behind, there’s no need for me to mate. I think I’ll stay the happy bachelor uncle. Art and Wills are touched in the head now that they’re getting regular spectacular sex and have a ton of kids to look out for. Christiana will start dating soon enough.
Woo-whee
, I can’t wait to see how Art will react to
that
! I’m perfectly happy to sit back and watch.”

Dominic merely smiled. “Sure, Sam. Whatever. I should probably tape this with one of your gadgets and have it replayed nightly once you fall like a ton of bricks. It really isn’t so bad once you get used to it.”

With that, he stood up and stretched, happy for the first time all week.

“In fact, it feels quite refreshing. I don’t feel this insane urge to fuck every sexy woman I meet, anymore. I don’t feel like going out and picking anyone up. I just want my Mary. I might head out. The sooner I get this over with, the happier I’ll be.”

Samuel rose and hugged his brother.

“Just make sure you shower and shave first, girls like that sort of thing apparently. Man, you’re a goner, Dom. Remember what I said about your knees and begging. If your famous seduction technique doesn’t work, then think of that silver tongue of yours and how much women like men to be on their knees groveling.”

Dominic tried to get him in a headlock. The brothers scuffled for a few moments, bumping into chairs, knocking a lamp over. They were both so involved in getting one up on the other they didn’t hear the door open until a young high-pitched voice cried out.