William (The Valentines)

chapter Seven

Katie woke up on the edge of Beyer West Forest. The place where he’d left her last time. Her gown was the sheerest white and she was sure he would be able to see her body through the sheer fabric. She turned around, wondering where he could be.

She moved deeper into the forest, where James’s kiss had taken her the night before. She examined the locked metal door.

William had to have survived.

“Thank you,” he whispered into her ear, circling his arms around her waist. Katie relaxed against him, feeling him. William was alive.

“It worked.” She breathed a sigh of relief.

“At what cost?” he complained.

“Don’t spoil it, William,” she pleaded with him.

“I won’t. But what was the cost, Katie?” He sounded concerned.

Katie tried to think about the cost of sending all that magic to him. “I don’t know.” She really didn’t. She hadn’t even woken up yet.

He leant forward and kissed her cheek and she moaned, enjoying the contact with him.

“That feels nice.”

He held her and they looked at the door together.

“I can’t believe it was a trap.”

“I can,” she answered honestly.

They had come so close to losing each other.

“Come on. Staring at that thing is making me depressed and I don’t want to be depressed—not here.” Taking her by the hand, he led her through the forest, guiding her out into the open.

The sky was blue with white, fluffy clouds. Katie couldn’t help but release a giggle.

“What?” William asked.

“Someone who is so serious has such a pretty place to hide.”

He took her to the only tree in the meadow and pressed her against the bark, moving closer.

“I can’t be serious all the time.”

Katie felt his erection push against her belly. William took each of her hands in his and lifted them above her head.

“I have you now,” he moaned.

Katie could feel the pool of heat spreading between her legs. He was so close and it felt…real. She didn’t want it to end.

“I like you having me.” She twined her fingers with his, showing him with that one act that she was where she wanted to be. Katie was no longer fighting to get away—instead she was fighting to get closer to him.

“I want you so bad,” he growled. He pressed against her neck, feathering her skin with kisses. Katie shivered with excitement.

“I want you, too,” she groaned as he thrust his pelvis against her. This was the first man who had shown an interest in her and she didn’t want it to end.

She loved having him close.

Her nipples were hard, budding against the flimsy fabric of her dress.

“Touch me, William,” she begged.

Taking both her wrists in one palm, he brought his other hand down, cupping her cheek, running his thumb along the line of her lower lip. Katie touched the tip of her tongue against him, tasting him.

She watched as his eyes flared at the contact and she retreated, not wanting to take him too far.

He applied pressure to her lips to encourage her to accept him and thrust the digit between her lips, observing her as she sucked him into her mouth.

“You are one wicked witch,” he gasped, making Katie laugh. “I love that sound.”

“What sound?”

“You, laughing.”

“I love you making me laugh, William.” She kissed his thumb, looking into his eyes.

“I love you saying my name—say it again,” he instructed.

Katie smiled. “William… William…” She moved closer to his ear, straining against his hold. “I love you, William Valentine.

He moved his hands, sinking his fingers into the length of her hair. He grasped it in his fist and kissed her with a passion she had never experienced before.

He took over her mouth, her lips, showing her how wonderful it could be to love and be loved.

It didn’t scare her to be in love with a vampire. She loved him so much.

She moved her hands to his shoulders and held on.

“I want you so much, William,” she gasped against his demanding lips.

“I’ll have you Katie. You’re mine.”

She gasped. She didn’t want to wait. “Make love to me now?” she asked him.

William stopped, pulling back from her. He gazed at her and Katie could see him assessing her.

“What did you say?”

Katie touched his cheek affectionately. “I want you to make love to me, here and now.” She moved her hands to the bottom of her dress, ready to pull it up over her head.

“Stop, Katie.” He placed his hands over hers, holding the dress in place.

“Don’t you want to?” she asked him, worry and hurt pulling at her.

“More than you can ever know.”

“Then why are you stopping me?”

“Katie, my first time making love to you is not going to be in my dream and spirit world. When I make love to you, it will be with you in my arms, so when I wake up you are right there with me. I can make love to you here but it won’t stick. You’ll still wake up a virgin,” he told her.

Katie cried out in frustration.

“I’m going to die a virgin. In this world wherever the hell I really am.”

William took her to the floor, settling her between his legs. He leaned against the tree with her back pressed against his chest.

“Don’t ever talk like that again.” Taking her hands in his, he circled her waist with his arms. Katie loved the feel of him around her. He made her feel beautiful.

They sat in silence, watching the changing view, peaceful in each other’s arms. Katie chuckled as he started to sing, his smooth, rich voice near her ear. She squirmed against him as a pool of heat gathered between her thighs, his notes pulsing through her, heightening her arousal. Her breasts grew heavy, her nipples sensitive to the fabric of her dress. Her tummy tightened against his hands. Moving her hands from under his, she placed them on the tops of his thighs, relishing the strength of him.

She held her breath as his thumb danced little circles across her belly. She waited, wondering what he would do.

He kept his hand on her stomach, not moving, and when it seemed he wasn’t going anywhere she calmed against his touch.

“Relax, Katie, it’s only me,” he said gently in her ear.

“I can’t. You drive me crazy,” she gasped as he moved his palms delicately up her body to rest under her heaving bosom.

“The untutored witch and the insane vampire. We make a right pair.”

Katie burst out laughing, all her nerves leaking away from her amidst the humour.

His hands lay on top of her breasts. Katie stopped and looked out at the scenery before her, seeing nothing but feeling everything. His comfort surrounded her; his hardness pressed against her back.

Katie groaned as he circled her nipples with his fingers. “That feels so good,” she murmured. Her nipples budded, swelling as the flow of blood spread through her body.

The flush heated her skin, awakening her desire further.

“You’re so lovely and full. You fill my hands perfectly,” he complimented her.

“I want more, William.”

He was showing her his lust and she wanted to absorb and taste every new sensation, as much as she could.

“You won’t die on me and I’m going to give you something to look forward to.” Every delicious word filled her with renewed excitement. “Do you trust me?” he asked before doing anything else.

“Yes, I trust you,” she said without hesitation.

“Close your eyes.”

Katie closed her eyes and listened.



* * * *



William gazed at her for a few seconds, just basking in her beauty and the love he had within him for his witch.

“William?” She sounded nervous and unsure.

He shushed her. Everything he had planned was meant for her pleasure.

He brushed her thighs and smiled against her hair as she opened a little wider to accept him.

“You have gorgeous legs, smooth and full.” William saw her as the healthy woman she’d been after she’d fed on his blood.

“Is that your way of saying I’m fat?” she chuckled.

He tapped her. “Don’t say such things. More flesh for me to nibble on.”

She moaned. “We really are a strange pair.”

“At least we’ve found each other.”

He lifted her dress, pulling the fabric up her thighs, exposing her to his eyes. He lifted her with a hand around her waist—his vampire strength had to come in useful for something—and peeled the garment over her head and dropped it in the grass.

She lay naked and vulnerable to his probing gaze.

“Your eyes had better be closed,” he warned.

He knew she had them open. His little virgin was new to all of this. He intended to tease her and bring her to him, to make her his.

“Should we be doing this?” she asked.

He placed his hands over her naked breasts. Her back arched and he smelt the pool of cream leaking out of her p-ssy.

“This is our world, Katie. I love you. I want to give you something to look forward to,” he answered.

In truth, he’d fallen for her, the first night they’d officially met, when she’d blown up a werewolf. Her kidnapping, fear for her life, had finally made him acknowledge his feelings for her.

“I love you, too.” She closed her eyes again. “I wish we were doing this in the real world.”

“I do, too, sweet cheeks.”

He showed her the pleasure he could offer her. Touching and teasing her; giving, but not taking anything. This pleasure was for her and no one else.

“It feels so good…” She cried out as he touched her again, touched everything but her p-ssy. He was saving that precious jewel for last.

When she was thrashing against him, seeking something she didn’t have a clue existed, he gave in and swept his finger through her burning heat.

She screamed, her body opening for more of his touch.

“Oh…my…God,” she cried out as he pressed her *, enjoying the swollen nub. She was so close—with a few more strokes she was climaxing in his arms, holding on to William as the waves of ecstasy overcame her.

Just this once he was going to break his promise. No matter how many times he loved her body in this world, it wouldn’t take any physical hold in the next. William needed to have her fully, at least once. He’d heard the sexual connection could awaken the senses and help to locate one’s mate. Time was running out and Katie didn’t have long. Even now, in his arms as she climaxed, her soul and energy were weakening.

He laid her down on the grass, hating himself for not waiting. Her eyes were closed and he used the time to release his cock. When he was around her it didn’t take long for him to get hard. He pressed his cock against her centre, not pushing inside. Simply feeling the wetness over her p-ssy.

“What are you doing?” she said with a gasp.

“Loving you,” he growled, before plunging his thick length inside her cunt. William pushed past the small barrier and knew she’d be whole again for him to take in the real world. Tiny sparks erupted between them and he knew this was binding them together. His soul awakened and her essence eased into him. William could sense her.

He kissed her and pulled all the way out before driving back inside her wet heat. The sensation was numbed in his dream world but would be like fire when he got her for real. This was a taste of what was to come—and his last hope for finding her. He rammed inside her body, the pleasure intense and unexpected. For years he’d gone without the proper love of a woman, forever dealing with whores. Katie was his and in his body he felt her thoughts and feelings. He smiled. Katie loved and hated him. They’d make one interesting couple.

“More, please. It feels so good,” she panted. William gave her everything he had to offer, never letting up on the pressure, each thrust harder than the last. William gripped her hips and f*cked her hard and fast. The need to come was strong and he couldn’t hold back. He flung his head back and pressed his pelvis against her. His cock jerked and his cum shot deep inside her.

Afterwards, he held her, soothed her and loved her.

They were together. He’d pleasured her.

It wasn’t enough.

The only way to calm his bruised soul, to save his life, was Katie. She completed him.

He needed to find her, and finally being connected to her, William knew where she was.





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