Vampire in Atlantis

She complied, still a little shy, but eager to touch and stroke every part of him. She unbuttoned his shirt, her fingers still trembling, and pressed a kiss to his chest as she revealed each inch of pale, perfect skin. His skin was pure white, like the finest Atlantean porcelain, after so long away from the sun. His lean, muscled chest narrowed down into a perfect abdomen, and she daringly touched his navel with her tongue. He groaned and his big body shuddered underneath her, and when the bulge of his erection grew even larger, she knew for certain that he wanted her as much as she wanted him.

“I want to see you, Daniel. I want to see all of you,” she whispered, feeling her face flame at her wanton request.

Before she could say another word, he leapt up and stripped out of his clothes so fast that in seconds he was standing before her, proudly nude, and then he dropped to the blankets next to her and took her back into his arms. She wriggled back a little so she could look her fill at his beautiful body—all lean muscle and perfectly shaped, like the body of a fallen angel come to life. Her gaze went to his manhood and she gasped, feeling her heart plummet in her chest.

“Daniel. There is no way . . . We cannot fit together . . . That is too large.”

His eyes widened, and then he started laughing, which embarrassed her even more.

“Do not laugh at me. I’m serious.”

“I know you are,” he said, still laughing a little, but interspersing the most delicious kisses between chuckles. “You are adorable.”

“But—”

He stroked her breasts, still kissing her, and then he stroked her belly, still kissing her, and then he unbuttoned her pants and pushed them down and out of the way, and his clever fingers suddenly were touching her between her thighs.

She caught her breath and then kissed him harder, shivering with a lovely, maddening tingly sensation that spiraled from her lips to her breasts to the exact spot where his fingers were circling around her most sensitive part and . . . oh. Oh.

For the second time that night, her consciousness shattered, but this time it was from pure, blissful, pleasure.

Waves of sensation rocked through and over her, centering on Daniel’s lips and fingers, and she reveled in the feeling, but she wanted more, somehow, more and more and she was sure she knew what that meant, even though she had no idea how the logistics of it all might possibly work out, so she did the bravest thing she could think of doing.

The only thing she could think of doing.

She reached down and took his manhood in her hand.

This time, it was Daniel’s turn to gasp.

* * *

Daniel closed his eyes when Serai wrapped her slender fingers around his cock, and he wondered if possibly he really had died and gone to heaven when he walked into the sun. Sure, he’d faced danger and been stabbed in the interim, but if all that was just the windup to the big event, and heaven meant kissing Serai, and touching and pleasuring her while she reciprocated, then he’d happily offer to get stabbed every day for the rest of eternity.

She was so unbearably beautiful he almost couldn’t stand to look at her; it was like looking into the face of the sun, and—like the sun—her beauty had the power to sear him to ash if he stood too close.

He didn’t care. He was already burning, was already on fire; the flames analogy was working really, really well for him, especially if she’d just move her hand a little and, oh, hot damn, she tightened her fingers around his cock and started stroking him, and he thought he just might explode.

“Serai, you can’t—If you do that, I’ll go off in your hand like a boy. Your touch—I’ve wanted you for so long, I just, oh, gods, you’re killing me here,” he said, groaning when she grinned up at him and continued stroking him, even more enthusiastically than before.

She flashed a smile of pure joy, and it stunned him that she could radiate such perfect bliss when they were in so much danger, but then again, if she kept kissing his neck, he’d happily lie here forever.

His fangs dropped down, involuntarily, and a wave of bloodlust slammed into him, reminding him of all that lovely blood rushing through her veins, so close to his mouth, so close to his teeth, and that her skin would be so easily pierced.

He wanted to taste her.

He needed to taste her.

He did the next best thing. In one vampire-quick motion, he pulled her up and whipped her boots and clothes from her, and then he kissed his way down her perfect body, taking especial care with her lovely breasts, until she was moaning and tossing restlessly in his arms. When she was making little purring noises, he raised his head and looked up at her.

“I’m going to taste you now. It may seem shocking to you, but it’s a natural way for lovers to be together, and I have to put my mouth on you or die from wanting you.” His voice sounded rough, even to his own ears, but he couldn’t help it. He was practically shaking from need and hunger, and if he didn’t have her soon he was sure his brain would explode into tiny, vampire-brain pieces.

Her eyes were huge and hot, drowning blue, but she nodded, biting her lip, and he kissed his way down her belly until he reached his goal. He used his fingers to stroke her again, dipping them into her wet heat and then sliding them along her oh-so-sensitive clitoris, grinning fiercely when she cried out.

“Yes. Just like that,” he said, and then he put his mouth on her and licked and sucked, holding her thighs down when her hips bucked up and off the blankets. He tested her with one finger, stroking in and out, and then a second, slowly at first, until she got used to the feel of his invasion of her most private place.

Her movements became more frantic, and she clutched his hair and moaned, and he fastened his lips around her clit and sucked hard, and she shattered around him, crying out his name. He gently stroked her while the aftershocks took her, and then he rose over her and fitted his body between her legs.

“I need to be inside you now,” he said, giving her a chance to say no, which would probably kill him, but even though he held his breath and held his body as still as he could to let her decide, she didn’t say no.

She didn’t say yes.

She just smiled and put her hand on his cock again.

“Now would be good,” she whispered, still smiling, but he could see that she’d tensed up a little bit.

“It will hurt a bit, just at first, but I promise to go as slowly and gently as you want me to,” he warned her.

She tensed up just a little more, but gave him a look of such complete and utter trust that he wanted to slay dragons for her, wanted to protect her and love her for eternity, wanted—more than anything, talk about pressure, her first sex in eleven thousand years—to make the experience perfect for her.

He kissed her again, and slowly, ever so slowly, he entered her until he felt the resistance of her maidenhood. Then he froze, realizing half of him was afraid to hurt her and half of him wanted to thrust into her so far that he became part of her soul.

Talk about performance anxiety.

He was doomed.

* * *

Serai opened her eyes when Daniel stopped moving, and when she glanced up at him she realized that he’d closed his eyes. His arm and shoulder muscles were bunched so tightly that his body was shaking, and for a moment she wondered what was wrong.

But then she knew.

Her “I’m no gentleman” gentleman was afraid to hurt her. She took a deep breath and decided to take matters into her own hands, so to speak.

“Daniel, listen to me. If you don’t make love to me right now, I’m going to scream really, really loudly, which will bring all the bad guys from miles around racing to find us, and that will ruin everything, and then—”

She couldn’t think of what would happen after her “and then,” but it didn’t matter because Daniel opened his eyes and smiled and then he took her mouth in a hard, branding kiss, and when her body arched up to his of its own accord, he moved forward, driving into her, claiming her in the most primal way.

She made a little sound of distress—he’d been right, it did hurt a little—but he held perfectly still and gave