As soon as the words were out, sadness filled his eyes. “I want to be with you, love. I don’t mind the form as long as you’ll have me.”
“You saw what I could do.”
“I won’t ask. I won’t take advantage of who you are. Not when it may influence how long you will be on this earth. Even if I was surprised by the possibility, my humanity is no longer relevant.”
Finn was sincere, and Violet touched his cheek. “I don’t want to dampen the hope inside you. We can look into it, my power, and find a solution.”
The vampire that held her heart smiled softly, melting her even more. “My hope can’t ever be dampened, because you are my hope.”
Her entire being leaned toward him and she cupped his cheeks to kiss him.
How could a vampire, one of the most dangerous creatures of this world, kiss her with such tenderness? Touch her as if she were made of crystal? That didn’t last long when she felt how he burned for her. How could she deny him when she was equally consumed by him?
Soon, they were both tearing at each other’s clothes, her pajamas left in tatters until they were skin to skin.
Finn talked about a bottomless pit, and that was what her hunger for him felt like. That their time together would never be enough.
With lust gnawing at her belly, Violet slid her arms between them and couldn’t help but close her fingers over his crotch, squeezing a little and feeling him shudder at her touch. His face was so close, his breath fanning her lips, but he stayed immobile, waiting for her to make a decision about what she wanted next.
He’d been the one to abandon her, and she knew he waited for her forgiveness with the hope she would come to him and pour her warming light over him.
As she returned more and more to the Violet of old, she knew what she wanted. She wasn’t going to trick him and while she had no problem in telling him to fuck off, it wasn’t what she wanted. Her hands pulling at his sweater was enough to tell him her decision, one that felt right.
After throwing that first piece of clothing away, Finn started to sit, but Violet pushed him back down. He could have had the upper hand physically, but it was the heat and determination in her that told him to let her continue.
His green eyes darkened, smoldering as the vampire admired her curves, but soon followed her hands as they slid along the lines of his half-naked body, stopping at the waistband of his pants.
Violet was deliberately slow in unfastening his pants, her fingers ticking as they slid inside to pull the last piece of his clothing off. She could see the predator in him was fighting to take over, but Violet needed power over him and knew he was willing to grant her that wish as his penance.
He gritted his teeth, but she smiled. His waistband still trapped his cock, and she teased him a little more, tracing an idle pattern over the bulge, especially when he pushed his hips up. His expression turned almost feral, but when she pulled his pants off, and his hard cock sprang free, his breath seized in anticipation.
“Is something wrong, vampire?”
It was clear he was about to give her a piece of his mind, but she sidetracked him again. Her tongue snaked along his length from root to tip. If she wasn’t mistaken, his eyes were tinted with red, a sure sign she was pulling the tiger’s tail, so to speak.
When she took him deep in her mouth, slick with saliva, Violet reveled in the sound he made. It was subtle, but his generalized tremor made her feel like a goddess, and when she sucked lightly, the pulse she sensed around her lips made her core clench.
Just when she’d started to increase the pressure, her world turned upside down.
Finn disengaged himself, and flipped her, spreading her legs. “You’re driving me to the edge, and it’s too intense, too dangerous. You forget too easily who I am.”
Vulnerable before him, she forced herself to speak. “You are Finn O’Malley, and I love you. What else there is to know?”
The words spoke her truth and made him stop for the briefest instant to look into her eyes. She knew her understanding, unconditional acceptance, and love were there and melted into the most intense connection when his tongue started its magic on her.
The first contact made her push her hips off the bed, and it was obvious she was as tense, her body as highly strung as his, despite her initial control.
The tip of his tongue circled her clit a few times, and it wasn’t until she couldn’t stand it anymore and fisted her hands into his dark reddish hair that Finn finally gave her relief.
Lust simmered in her blood, robbing her of control over her body. He was pushing her to explosion before retreating just as she was about to get what she craved.
Ravaged, desperate, Violet cursed him between clenched teeth, and she swore she sensed the quake of Finn’s chuckle against her flesh. The ongoing edging and this new stimulation, all she needed was one extra suck, one flick of his tongue over her engorged clit and she would vaporize.
“Oh, no, you won’t. Not without me, witch.”
She could hear the darkness in his voice, its intensity when he rushed to his knees, taking his erect member in his fist and pumping it, looking at her like a conqueror, like the warrior he had been. It was the first time Violet had seen it, the warrior behind the civilized veneer of humanity or the animalistic vampire. It was another facet of the man revealed, and it made her even hungrier, even more needy for him.
Just as she was about
