His droll look was priceless. “You want me to make love to you and you actually think I would turn you down? Maya, I’m a vampire, I’m a satyr, but above all I’m a man.”
Thirty-three
Gabriel’s brain made a somersault. Maya accepted him for what he was. A small confident smile curled around her red lips, and the glint in her eyes was the same he’d seen in her before, back in the living room where they’d made love like a bunch of crazy people. “You want me?”
“Yes, and given that we can’t get out of here until sunset anyway, I can’t think of anything better than having sex, can you?” she asked and gave him a coquettish wink.
Neither could he. Gabriel folded her into his embrace, his mouth hovering over hers. She lifted her head and offered her lips to him.
“Kiss me.”
He gave a little smile. “I love kissing you.” Then he fitted his lips to hers and pressed a soft kiss to her mouth. A low sigh was Maya’s response. Her breath bounced against his and he parted his lips to drink her in. His senses flooded with her scent and taste.
He let his hands roam over her back. One drifted down to her ass, cupping her with his large palm and pressing her closer into his hips. He felt his twin erections press into the soft flesh of her stomach, while her full breasts flattened against the hard planes of his chest. Everything felt so right. She was the perfect woman, the yin to his yang.
He speared his tongue and dove into her, dueled with her, stroked, nibbled, and sucked. Her soft moans were music to his ears, her hands on him encouragement to continue with what he was doing. Already Maya had pulled his shirt from his pants and was now sliding her hands onto his naked chest, making him hiss in a much needed breath.
“Now show me what you’ve got,” she whispered against his lips, breathing as heavily as he did.
“Impatient?” He kissed the side of her mouth.
“Curious.”
“Scared?” His lips trailed to her neck where he felt her vein throb under his lips.
“Eager,” she pressed out between soft moans.
“I hoped that this time I could have offered you a soft bed.” The first time he’d taken her against the wall in the living room, and now? He would have liked to make this more special for her.
“I don’t care.”
“It won’t be very comfortable for you.”
She pulled his head to hers and looked at him. “I don’t want comfortable. I want you.”
He lost himself in her dark eyes. “And I want you. But this time, you will come with me if it’s the last thing I do.”
“Male pride?”
It had nothing to do with pride. “Survival instinct.”
She raised an eyebrow, not understanding, so he explained, “I won’t have you leave me because I can’t satisfy you.”
Her lips curled up, and she pressed her hips provocatively against his groin. “You might just have what I need.”
“Hold that thought.” He pulled himself out of her embrace and went for the supply cupboard.
“What are you doing?”
Gabriel opened the cupboard and examined the contents. “Making us more comfortable. I can’t get you a proper bed, but at least I can provide some of this.” He pulled out a couple of thick blankets, which had been shrink-wrapped to protect them from dust and moisture. He ripped the plastic open and pulled them out of their protective covers.
With a few steps he was at the corner where several cots were stacked up. He pulled one aside and spread the blankets onto it to provide more cushioning.
“You’re a very practical man,” Maya commented.
He turned to her and smiled. “You’ll find out over time that I do have many other useful qualities.”
She hummed. “Mmm, hmm. Two in particular.” Her eyes dropped to his crotch. Heat instantly shot through his body. She was direct, and he appreciated that in her. There was no beating around the bush about what she wanted. And what Maya clearly wanted right now, was him –
or rather his two very erect and eager cocks. And he wasn’t going to deprive her of that pleasure, or him for that matter. Even if he was a little apprehensive about his own desires right now – his own very dark and very forbidden desires. Because surely a woman like her would never agree to –
“Have you changed your mind?” she asked and stepped closer, her enticing scent instantly drugging him.
“Not a chance.” Gabriel reached for her hand and pulled her toward him. “May I undress you?” For some reason, he felt nervous. This was a big step. If she didn’t like what he was about to do, she could still leave him. And he wouldn’t let that happen. No, he’d keep his own dark desire hidden so he wouldn’t frighten her away. Even though he knew exactly what he wanted. The thought of taking Maya from behind with both cocks thrusting into her, one in her sweet pussy, the other in the dark and forbidden passage he suddenly craved, made his erections throb uncontrollably.
“If I can undress you at the same time,” she answered then, interrupting his debauched thoughts.
His hands went to her t-shirt and slowly he pulled it out of her jeans.
When he tugged on it, she lifted her hands over her head and allowed him to free her from it. She wore no bra.
Maya felt a whoosh of cold air against her naked breasts and sensed her nipples tighten. Yet she knew it wasn’t the cold air that excited her, it was the way Gabriel looked at her: with barely leashed desire. He was hungry for her, just as hungry as she was for him. The things he’d told her about him and about herself suddenly all made sense.
p. Her unexplainable fevers, her insatiable need for sex, and her inability to feel satisfied with the men she’d been with. Would that all
