“Oh,” I gasped in pleasure.
He chuckled and began teasing both of them, until I was whimpering and pulling at his hair. He raised his mouth and I could see the tips of his sharp teeth. He took a deep breath and released it slowly. “Your scent is driving me wild. I have to…be careful.”
My body was on fire and I didn’t care what he did anymore, as long as it meant being close to him. I wrapped my legs around his waist then slid my arms over his pants and cupped his firm buns. Soon he was pressing against me with his pelvis and I moaned with desire.
“Nikki,” he growled, sliding his hands under my butt, pulling me even closer. “I need you. God, do I need you.”
“I want you,” I breathed.
His eyes burned into mine as he began unzipping my jeans. I closed my eyes and tried to relax as they slipped away from my legs. Soon, he was kissing me again while one of his hands began caressing my thighs. As it moved closer to my panties, my legs began to tremble.
“Do you want me to keep going?” he whispered, moving his hand to the edge of the fabric.
“Yes,” I squeaked.
His hand slid underneath the material and when he touched the hot junction between my legs, I gasped in pleasure.
“Ethan,” I moaned, as his fingers began to move. “Oh…”
His mouth returned to my nipple, sending even more sensations to the place his fingers were also attending to.
“Nikki,” he breathed, as his fingers moved faster, driving me crazy. “Say my name.”
“Ethan.”
After a few seconds, my stomach muscles clenched up and something inside of me seemed to burst, sending shock waves all the way down to my toes. Tears filled my eyes and I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
He noticed the tears and kissed my cheeks.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, not understanding all of my emotions.
“Don’t be sorry,” he murmured, sliding my panties off. “That’s supposed to happen.”
“Oh.”
I watched as he removed his pants and then blushed. When he was naked, lying next to me, I began to tremble again.
“Don’t be afraid,” he whispered, sliding his hands back to my thighs and parting them. “I’ll be gentle.”
I smiled and he lowered his mouth to mine, kissing me deeply. I began to lose myself again, consumed by passion and something even deeper.
“I can’t wait anymore,” he groaned, kissing my neck.
“Then don’t,” I whispered, opening myself up.
He positioned himself, staring into my eyes as he began to push. It took a few motions until he was able to enter and I gasped at the hot pain which quickly disappeared. Soon, we were moving together and his eyes began to glow with the fiery light I’d seen before.
“Oh, God, Nikki,” he growled, moving faster. “You feel so good. I won’t be able to…last…”
I closed my eyes as his mouth found my neck again, expecting his teeth to puncture the skin. But it didn’t happen. Instead, he began to groan as I moved my hips with his and then, after a few more thrusts, he tensed up and shuddered above me.
“Are you okay?” I whispered, staring into his eyes.
He kissed the tip of my nose and then my lips. “I’m definitely okay.” Then he fell on top of me and wrapped me in his arms.
Chapter Seventeen
I woke up the following morning with the Kings of Leon telling me that “my sex was on fire.” I shut off my alarm and that’s when all of the memories of the previous night came rushing back.
Holy crap, I was no longer a virgin!
I’d had sex with a vampire!
A vampire who’d disappeared during the night. My fingers went to my neck and I sighed with relief. No bites.
I closed my eyes and thought about Ethan. God, the things he’d done to me, not once, but several times during the course of the evening, just left me breathless. Good thing my mom’s bedroom was far enough down the hall that she hadn’t heard a thing.
Our lovemaking had been earth-shattering and wonderful beyond belief, but it had also been totally suicidal. I’d given myself freely to someone who could have just as easily made a meal out of me. As I began beating myself up about being so naive, there was a knock at my bedroom door. “Honey, are you awake?”
Shoot, I was still naked!
“Yeah, hold on!” I jumped out of bed and grabbed a robe out of my closet, then took a deep breath and let my mom in. “Hi.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Are you feeling okay? You slept for a very long time.”
I stared at her innocently. “I’m great. I feel so much better.”
She looked over at my bed, which was a tangle of sheets and blankets. “Oh, looks like you had a little period mishap sometime during the night.”
There was a small amount of blood on the sheets. My cheeks turned crimson. “Oops.”
She went over to my mattress and pulled off the sheets. “It’s okay; I’ll throw them into the wash before work.”
“Thanks.”
“So,” she said, removing the linens. “Are you going to school today?”