Stretching her out on the bed, he ripped the chemise up over her head and tossed it away. She lay back, her golden hair spilling over the sapphire counterpane, half-lidded eyes glinting bright, fingers clawing into the fabric beneath her, moon-pale skin a delectable feast for his eyes.
He knelt above her, gazing his fill, in utter rapture at her erotic beauty. She stared up at him as if he were a conquering king, finally taking what was rightfully his. Perhaps he was. Her perusal swept down his face, his chest, and torso, stopping at his stiff cock. It hardened even more under her widened gaze. Taking himself in hand, he stroked as she watched, her slickness still there, the musky scent an aphrodisiac he inhaled deep.
“See what you do to me.”
Sweeping his thumb over the tip, he slicked himself more, coating his cock. There would be no foreplay tonight. He’d taste her after he came hard inside her body. That was paramount.
“I’ve been like this since the moment I touched your lips in that tower.”
He recognized his voice had dropped to a dangerous, grating decibel, but she showed no fear as his vampire reared forward in triumph that this moment had finally come.
“Aching for you.” He stroked, his cock growing impossibly thicker. “Like fucking torture.”
Her gaze lifted, her pink tongue darting across her lips as she raised her arms, “Then come to me and let me ease the pain.”
“Open for me, Mina.”
She spread her legs, and he was lost. Falling forward onto one hand beside her head, he lifted her right leg over his hip. Notching his cock at her entrance, the heat of her pulling him in just an inch, he groaned like a dying man, bracing his forearms on the bed, caging her in.
“This may hurt at first.”
“Good.” Her eyes glittered with sensual mischief, her fingers gripping his broad shoulders. “I want it to hurt.” She added, breathlessly, “I want to remember this first time, the first man entering my body.”
A guttural growl rumbled from deep in his chest as he spoke so close, their lips brushed. “I am and will be the only man, Mina.” Then he thrust up inside her body, tearing past her barrier with brutal force.
She cried out, her neck arching, vampire claws biting into his shoulders. Her perfect small breasts pressed up, peaked nipples grazing his chest.
Primal desire pulled his mouth down to her alabaster skin. He licked a line along the curve of her neck and shoulder, finding her rapid pulse with his tongue. Holding his cock deep, not moving, her tight sheath stretched around him.
“Mina.” He ground her name out like a curse to the heavens or a prayer to hell, hoping his sanity didn’t slip as he bit into her soft flesh, his fangs sinking hard.
“Ah!” She dug her claws in deeper till Mikhail scented his own blood. A primal possessiveness exalted in the beauty of her beast rising up to meet his. This would be no gentle coupling but one where a vampire queen and vampire king bound themselves to each other with sweat and blood and a primitive conquering of each other.
Mikhail groaned in ecstatic pleasure, sucking her blood into his mouth. The sweet tang flooded into his limbs, sending a pulse of power through his entire body.
As he drank and his elixir poured into her veins, she rocked her hips up, willing him to move. He obliged, pulling out to the tip and gliding back in on a groan. Finally unlatching his fangs from her flesh, his lips found hers.
“You undo me, woman,” he breathed, cupping the back of her head in his palm, stroking in slow inside her.
“You make me whole,” she whispered, then he opened his mouth over hers and started to move.
Pumping inside in a slow but steady grind, he swallowed her moans, stroking his tongue along hers. She encouraged him with soft sighs as their mouths came apart, as they drifted into each other in a way he’d never experienced with another woman.
He lifted away, hovering close to see the look of ecstasy in her eyes shining back at him, her mouth ajar, full lips swollen, canines long, curved, and sharp. Keeping her body immobile with his chest, he stroked deeper, harder, furiously pounding his thick cock, the erotic sound driving him to the brink.
A fierce look of determination crossed her face as she planted her hands on his shoulders and pushed. He let her have her way, rolling with the momentum till he was on his back and she was mounted on top of him like a golden goddess upon her erotic throne. A bark of laughter slipped free from his throat, melting into a rough groan when she ground her hips down hard.
“Come on, then,” he murmured, spreading his hands on her slim hips, “take what you want.” He thrust upward, her eyes slid closed. “Fuck me good,” he commanded, even while her beast reveled in taking the reins.
Her hands on his chest, pushing her pert breasts together, pink nipples jutting up, she rode him, accepting the rhythm he set beneath her. He leaned up to lick and suck one nipple, which spurred her on to rock faster. Feeling her orgasm quicken, he fell back to watch—the look of carnal pleasure sweeping her face, the beauty of her lithe body moving on top of his, the slick eroticism of his cock entering her heat.
Then she cried out, mouth open in pure ecstasy. Holding her hips down, he groaned as her tight cunny pulsed around his cock until the ripple finally ebbed and her sated gaze found his. She lay her sweet torso atop his, her silken hair trailing on his chest, and tilted her head forward, her mouth at his ear.
“I want to feel you come inside me.” Without warning, she bit into his neck near the shoulder, her slender fangs a mere pinprick. But then her elixir. Pure, raw, sweet ecstasy.
“By the stars, you’re going to kill me.”
Sliding his hands to cup the globes of her ass, fingers digging into her flesh, he drove up harder, his entire body sleek with sweat. “Yes,” he groaned, still pumping hard. “Drink from me, Mina mine. Take it all if you want to. My heart…my fucking soul, too.”
He was lost. Gone. Undone. Riding on pure erotic bliss and a headier, stronger emotion he knew could only be one thing. For it filled him with a terrifying kind of joy.
She wrenched her mouth away, though careful not to mar his flesh, her head falling back with a swing of her golden hair, the tresses sliding over the backs of his hands squeezing her ass. The ripples of her second orgasm milked his cock to the point he could hold back no longer. With one long, slick stroke, he speared her deep, burying his face into her neck as his cock pumped his seed, hot and hard.
For a long moment, he simply held her there as she draped herself on top of his chest.
When he could finally draw breath slow enough to speak, he admitted, “I’m a bloody fool.”
She propped her cheek in her hand, elbow on his chest. “Why?”
“No man living and breathing could deny you anything. I promise, Mina mine. I won’t deny you ever again.”
She smiled, a pretty pink flushing up her neck to her cheeks. “If I’d known that’s all it took, I’d have seduced you back in that cave in the Novak Mountains.”
He laughed, one that echoed the absolute joy blooming inside him. Yes. This woman could certainly command a kingdom. Just as she now commanded his heart.
Chapter Twenty-Two