For your listening pleasure, a little love song: tinysong.com/q9hP
This is likely NSFW ‘cause I say shit like ‘fuck’, ‘cock’, and all manner of swearing . . . you know, the norm for me, only better. *grins* Hey, if you haven’t figured out by now that my posts aren’t safe for work, it’s your own damn fault.
She cocked a thin brow. “You, scared? That’s laughable.”
Just hearing the sarcasm drip from those lips had my cock twitching in my jeans. Her voice always sent a current of the shivers through me—the good kind.
“I know, right?” My arms slipped around her and I pulled her closer to me, eyebrows jumping. “Wanna play predator and prey?”
She trailed a finger down the side of my face as her head tilted. “Is that what you were talking about with the running?”
“Yes and no,” I said. “If you ran scared, it wouldn’t have been a game.” A flash of fear hit her eyes. “You should know that shit anyway.”
She smiled. “Yeah, I do, but that dude kind of fucked me up.” She rubbed her neck where Cianán bit her. “It’s like I can still feel his fangs in me, Shawn.” Her voice quivered a bit, the fear still lingering. A nice healthy dose of it hit my nose.
“Really?” My brow dipped. Okay, this was not cool and shouldn’t be happening. “So where do dhampyr go when they need fixin’?”
She snorted. “Well, cowboy, they get themselves all fixed up on their own.”
“How?” I’d been curious about this for some time now. I’d had an idea she was dhampyr, but didn’t know if she needed blood or not—at least, not until a recent visit—because she never took it from me. During that visit, I’d smelled and tasted the blood on her lips. It pretty much connected the dots.
She traced a line down my neck, over the large vein pulsing with immortal undead life and likely her blood. “You’ve already given me some.”
“Do you need more?” My cock pressed against the fly of my jeans, begging to come out and play.
She grinned and nodded.
Oh, it was so on . . . I let go of her and she slid off my lap. “Then I suggest you run.”
With a sly grin, Nico got to her feet and bolted around the corner. I counted one . . . two . . . three’s a good number . . . and jumped up. I ran down the hall, following her giggles around corners, through passageways and rooms. My loft wasn’t small by any means. It’s the one good investment I’d made recently.
It’s her fault. She’s got me thinkin’ all responsibly and shit now. Fuck.
Halfway down the hall, I removed my Roy Rogers and socks. I needed the stealth with this woman. She had vamp hearing. Yeah, I could just port, but where was the fun in that? I came around the last corner and drew in her scent, which mixed with the damn air freshener, throwing me off a bit. I crept into the room, ears perked and listening to any sound not associated with the settling of the foundation or the heat that just kicked on. Very faint breathing, in the corner, behind the door . . .
I jumped back and swung the door shut.
Nico screamed and ran to her right, across the room, but she didn’t get halfway before I snatched her up.
“Gotcha,” I said and threw her over my shoulder. I slapped her ass as she struggled and laughed. “You’re terrible at this game, ya know. We’ll need to practice.”
“Sorry, I’m not used to running from vampyres,” she said.
“Yeah, I know,” I replied as I carried her down the hall. “You’re used to running them through with your sword. That doesn’t kill them, you know.”
“I know,” she said and pinched my ass. “It makes them think before fucking with me, though.”
I jumped a little. “Hey, watch that.” A grin split my lips and my hand slid up her thigh, running around the back to the inner thigh.
She jerked. “Shawn!”
“What?”I said all innocent-like. I stopped in the hallway and looked around. It was like a fork in the road, essentially. “Where should I go? The bedroom?” I turned so Nico could look down the hall. “The rec room? Nah, we just came from that direction.” I turned again. “Or the patio on the roof?”
“Not the roof, unless you want the whole neighborhood to hear me,” she said.
“Patio, it is,” I replied and turned around to head in that direction.
“Shawn, no, it’s too cold outside right now.”
“I’ll warm you up,” I said and reached for the doorknob.
She kicked the door shut right as I opened it. “No!”
“C’mon, Nico, stop fuckin’ around,” I said and went for the knob again.
She pushed herself upright and slid through my arm, dropping to the floor. “I am not going outside!” A low growl came from her and she pushed me back.
My right brow cocked a second before I pinned her against the frosted glass door, grabbing her wrists and holding them above her head against the door. “How ‘bout right here, then?” She hissed and I pulled back to look at her. “You got fangs? Let me see.”
Her upper lip pulled back to expose little fangs.
“Aw, ain’t those cute?” I said.
Nico wriggled a hand free and slapped me. “Shut up. At least I can control mine.”
That, she could because I didn’t even know she had them until now. I chuckled. “Just teasin’ ya, babe, but hey, if you wanna get rough, I’m game.” I grinned. “Go on, hit me again.”
“You’re such a freak,” she said.
“Tell you what, I’ll let you go and you can run again . . . and hopefully do a better damn job of it this time.” I winked.
“Why would you need to let me go?” She pushed herself away from the door and slammed into me with her right shoulder. Then she pulled her other wrist free as I went down, and she jumped over me and ran down the hall.
I lay on the floor, laughing. “Well, shit.” Sly little minx, that one was. “Ready or not, here I come!”
I vaporized and appeared in front of her. She ran right into me, and I wrapped my arms around her and picked her up. “Ha! Gotcha again.”
“That’s cheating,” she said and slapped my chest.
I vanished with her to the bedroom. “We’ll start in here.”
Nico broke away from me, but when she backed up, her legs hit the edge of the bed and she went tumbling back onto the mattress.
I pulled my T-shirt up over my head as I laughed. “Well, that’s one way of climbing into bed.”
She licked her lips as she stared at my chest.
I leaned forward and grabbed her pant leg, tugging twice lightly before her fingers went to the button and zipper on her jeans. Once undone, I yanked her pants off as she slid back further on the bed. I climbed forward, over and between her legs. My head dropped low at her navel, and I took the hem of her T-shirt into my mouth and tugged with a growl.
She giggled and fell back.
Bitch was going to make me do all the work. Ah, fuck it, it was Valentine’s Day, right?
I slid my hands up her sides, catching her shirt between thumbs and fingers, and pulled the cotton tee off. I braced myself above her with one arm, and my other hand slipped behind her head and I pulled her up for a kiss. Her left leg slid up and anchored on my hip, and I pressed my groin against her. A soft moan filtered into my mouth. I nipped at her lower lip and made a trail of kisses and licks and nips down her neck. My hand slipped beneath her and unclasped the black lace bra, and I pulled it off and tossed it behind me.
Nico’s nipples were perfect. Dark pink, not too big or small, but I could seriously hang her bra on one of them. I loved that. My tongue flitted around one, drawing a gasp from her when I bit down and sucked.
Her back arched and my hand grabbed her side before gliding to her hip and working her lacey boy shorts off. I slid off the bed, pulling her with me until my knees hit the floor. My lips graced her inner thigh as I propped her legs right where I wanted them before my tongue flicked her clit.
She gasped and shuddered.
I grinned and slid my tongue along her pussy, savoring the way she tasted. Even that had sweetness to it, just like her blood, and man did I have a sweet tooth.
Nico writhed on the bed as I worked to bring her pleasure, my thumb placing just the right amount of pressure on her clit while my tongue plunged into her. My cock was so fucking hard by then that I damn near stopped what I was doing and dropped my pants. But I needed to do this for her, and I’d fucked up enough lately.
She moaned and clutched the bedspread. Then she looked me right in the fucking eye, which would be a huge turn-on for me if she was blowing me, so I had to wonder if it was the same for her.
Her back arched hardcore and I grabbed her hips tightly, burying my face in her so I could finish, until she screamed my name so loud I wished we’d been on the damn patio. Guess that answered my question.
I slowly climbed up, lifted her and carried her further back on the bed, and had to unlock her legs from around me so I could get my pants off.
“Just give me a minute, babe.” I hopped off the bed and dropped them, then crawled across the bed to my beautiful naked Nico. “Where do you want to bite me?” I grinned.
She held a finger to her lips while trying to decide. It was so damn cute. “I think the neck. I love your neck.”
I lay back and turned my head to the side. “I’m all yours, beautiful.”
“And when I’m finished drinking from you?”
I grinned. “If you leave me some energy, I’m gonna fuck you all night.”
She giggled. “Tell me what I want to hear, Shawn.”
I looked her in the eye. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Nico. I fucking love you.”
“I love you too, Shawn.” Nico leaned over me, and when I turned my head again, she bit into my neck.
Holy. Fuck. That felt fucking awesome!