Everything was forgotten with the first pull on his vein. His heart pumped vigorously to bring the blood to the vein she was suckling from.
He could sense her hunger now, physically sense it. Her heart beat against his in a tantalizing staccato, and his own heartbeat matched hers beat for beat.
Gabriel slowed his thrusts as a sense of utter bliss built in his chest.
In his many decades as a vampire, he’d never felt the kind of high he felt now as the woman he loved took his blood inside her at the same time as he impaled her over and over again with his hard shaft. It didn’t matter that this was not the way he’d imagined making love to her.
He’d dreamed of laying her onto a soft bed, with candles illuminating the room, soft music playing in the background.
Worshipping her, loving her. This was different. The intensity of their lovemaking shocked him to the core. He’d never expected her to be this wild and primal.
But here she was, allowing him to fuck her in the living room of his boss’ house where at any time somebody could interrupt them. Yet, he couldn’t stop. All he wanted was for her to come apart in his arms, to feel the love he held in his heart, to understand that he would do anything for her.
His pistoning cock knew no end – relentlessly it drove into her to feel the tightness of her sheath, the slickness of her quivering pussy. It had found its home. He felt the pressure in his balls build.
“Baby, I can’t hold back any longer.” But he wanted her to come with him. He didn’t want to be selfish.
Maya let go of his neck and licked over the incisions. Then she looked at him, her lips glistening with his blood. “Then come.”
Gabriel clenched his jaw, trying to hold back. “Not before you do.”
A little smile curved around her lips. “Please, come.”
He could feel her muscles clench around his cock, and he knew she’d deliberately done it. His release was inevitable. He felt the onslaught of sensations as his seed shot through his cock and filled her.
“Fuck!”
He pulled back and plunged deep once more, letting his orgasm engulf him. As he collapsed against her, regret followed bliss. She hadn’t come. He’d failed.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered.
Her hands in his hair, she pulled his head back from where he’d buried it against the crook of her neck. She smiled at him. “Sorry for what?”
“You didn’t come.”
“My body doesn’t quite work that way.”
Gabriel cringed. “I was too rough with you. I didn’t do it right.
Baby, I’m so sorry.” He’d let his baser instincts take over.
She put her finger on his lips. “No. That’s not it. I loved it, every single second of it. But I don’t come from penetration. No man has ever made me come like that.”
“You came when I licked you.”
“Because the only way I can come is if my clitoris is stimulated.”
He wished he knew more about a woman’s body than the limited experience he had. He’d have to learn – fast. “We’ll try again. I’ll promise you, you’ll come when I’m inside you.”
He’d just been handed a challenge, and by God, he’d meet that challenge even if it cost him his last breath. He needed her to come with him so they could share that ultimate ecstasy and experience that closeness that would only come when they were both soaring, letting their bodies fall and catch each other.
Twenty-five
Gabriel laid her in front of him on the couch, her body completely naked now. He’d ravished her like an animal, yet she smiled at him. His body still hummed from the amazing experience of being inside her and pounding his cock into her. But he felt regret, regret at not having given her the same pleasure she’d given him.
He promised himself that he wouldn’t lose control again until she was sated. A man who couldn’t satisfy his woman had everything to lose. If he couldn’t give her what she needed, she’d find it somewhere else – and there was no way in hell he’d allow that to happen.
He still couldn’t believe that she hadn’t recoiled from him at the sight of the flesh about his cock. Why was she so different from other women?
When all this was over, he would make certain she understood what he wanted from her: a blood-bond, an irrevocable bond stronger than any marriage in the human world. While he would have to continue drinking human blood, he would partake of hers mostly during sex, first to establish the bond, then later to renew and sustain it.
And Maya would only ever feed from him. The bond would allow them to know each other’s thoughts and to be away of each other even if they were apart. Everything that belonged to him would also belong to her. And he’d always be true to her. Already now, no other woman interested him, and the blood-bond would make their love for each other even stronger.
She hadn’t told him that she loved him, but he was almost sure she did – only a woman in love would be able to see past his deformity and allow him to touch her. And the way she’d caressed the ugly piece of flesh, it had been with such tenderness that he was certain she wasn’t disgusted. She cared for him, he knew that much. And even if she didn’t love him yet, he would do anything in his power to make her fall in love with him.
“Teach me,” he whispered to her.
There was a curious look on Maya’s face. “Teach you what?”
“How to satisfy you. I want to know how your body works.”
She chuckled. “Gabriel, I think you know very well how my body works. Have you already forgotten what you did yesterday?”
He hadn’t forgotten – not a single second of it. But this was different. “I’ll
