Luther's Return (Scanguards Vampires Book 10)

“I’m scarred, baby. There’s nothing beautiful about it.”


“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” She brought her lips to his chest and pressed open-mouthed kisses onto his marred skin. “I wish I could take the pain away that you had to endure when you got these scars.”

“When you touch me, I don’t remember any pain.” He sighed and dropped his head back. “I only feel pleasure.”

Katie licked over the angry ridges on his skin. Luther smelled of power and pure maleness. He excreted a scent that drew her to him like a moth to the flame. And she didn’t care if this flame would burn her, because the pleasure she obtained by being with him made it all worth it.

She ran her hands down his torso, until she reached his pants. Luther’s next inhale was audible, and she felt him tense under her hands. Eager to explore him, she opened the button of his pants and slid the zipper down. Slowly, she pushed his pants down to his ankles.

Her eyes fell on his groin. Underneath the boxer briefs a large bulge was visible. It stretched the black fabric to capacity. Licking her lips, she placed her palm over it. Heat suffused her hand, and his cock jerked against it as if it wanted to leap into her hand.

Luther groaned.

She squeezed his hard flesh briefly, then hooked her thumbs into the waistband and pulled his boxer briefs down, letting them drop to his feet. His cock sprang free, curving up against his belly. His balls pulled up tightly. For the first time she could truly admire him. The times before he’d never given her a chance to look at him for long, taking her so quickly that she didn’t have time to look her fill. She made up for it now.

Thick purple veins wound around his shaft, adding to its thickness. The root sat in a thick nest of dark hair. Moisture leaked from the soft tip of his cock, making the mushroomed head glisten.

Katie reached for him, wrapping her hand around his steely length.

Luther hissed out a breath. “Fuck, baby.”

“I’m gonna lick you now and take you into my mouth,” she told him.

With one hand he cupped her cheek, pulling her face closer and dropping his forehead to hers. “You do know that if you do that, I’m going to lose control, don’t you?”

“I figured as much.”

“Are you prepared for what I’ll do when that happens?”

“Are you?” she challenged. Because she was ready for his bite, ready for the ecstasy he promised.

“What if I can’t stop?”

“You stopped before.”

He shook his head. “Because I knew I would have you again. But tonight—”

“Just pretend this is not the last time.”

Katie made a motion to drop to her knees, but Luther stopped her. “Wait.”

She gave him a questioning look.

“Take off your clothes.”

While Luther rid himself of his shoes and stepped out of his pants and boxer briefs, Katie pulled her top over her head. When she reached for the front clasp of her bra, he gripped her hand.

“Leave your bra and your panties on.” He ran a lusting look over her. “Goddamn, woman, what you do to me…”

She unzipped her pants and shimmied out of them, kicking off her shoes in the process. Finally, wearing only her black lace bra and matching bikini panties, she dropped to her knees in front of him. She felt sexy and desirable, kneeling in front of him like this, hearing him breathe heavily as if he were running a marathon.

She reached for his cock, brushing her fingers over the underside of it and back again.

“Fuck!” Luther hissed.

She scooted closer, bringing her mouth to the tip of his swollen shaft. She darted out her tongue and licked over the velvet-soft head, gathering up the moisture with her tongue. When she swallowed his taste, her nipples hardened, chafing against her bra, and her clit throbbed uncontrollably.

She felt Luther’s hand on her head then, combing through her hair, caressing her scalp tenderly. “Oh, baby.”

Again she licked over the head of his cock, leisurely, so she could catalogue its texture and shape, burning it into her memory. She swirled her tongue underneath the rim of his cockhead, eliciting a loud moan from Luther and causing him to tighten his fingers around the back of her head. But he didn’t force her, didn’t pull her head toward him.

Instead, Katie was the one to wrap her lips around him, slowly swallowing the tip of his cock and sliding down on his hard rod until she could go no farther. He was only halfway inside her mouth, but it was all she could take. He was too big.

Katie took a breath through her nose and relaxed her jaw muscles, then wrapped one hand around his root and withdrew gently, her lips puckered around his hard flesh, her tongue sliding along its underside. Her other hand lay braced on his thigh. A thigh she felt trembling now.