He grasped my thigh in one hand, his hand tight, keeping me against him as he sank as deep into me as he could, as if he couldn’t get enough.
Neither could I.
It was like, in these moments, in the times when I could let everything go with another person, I had a reprieve. I didn’t have to worry about anything.
Kase took my worries from me, leaving no room for them inside me. I kept my hands on the headboard but leaned up, wanting his lips.
He obliged, and I had to admit, kissing someone with fangs wasn’t as awkward as I had expected. Then again, I was careful. I would not risk ruining the moment with a stray drop of blood.
He growled, a sound that sounded so odd from him. He’d always been controlled, the epitome of sophistication, so seeing this side of him thrilled me. His fingers tightened almost painfully around my thigh, and each time he plunged deep into me, he caught my clit, a spark of pleasure but not quite enough.
As if he noticed, Kase leaned up, breaking the kiss and bracing his weight on his hand to put space between our bodies. “Let go of the headboard,” he demanded, the order in his voice the biggest turn-on. “Touch yourself, Ava.”
My name was like a prayer on his lips, his accent heavier than I was used to, as if during the heat of the moment he couldn’t hide it anymore.
I did as he said, letting go with one hand so I could reach down—careful not to brush him—and slide my fingers against my needy clit. The first touch was shocking in its intensity. I hadn’t realized how wound up I was, how much I needed this.
The new position made Kase’s cock stroke against my cunt differently, angling him up and it worked for me. I didn’t tease myself, didn’t do gentle, feather-light touches. Instead, I parted my fingers into a V so I could stroke both sides of my hard clit in time with his rough, deep thrusts.
The strain on his face said he was close, that he wanted me to come apart first, and I was so ready for it. He peeled his lips backward like an instinct he couldn’t help, but instead of giving in to fear, I let the sight send me over.
This was Kase. It wasn’t the careful face he offered to the world, the one of an untouchable and controlled vampire. It wasn’t the one he’d given me at first when he’d been afraid that I couldn’t handle the real him. He was wild, passionate, and if I couldn’t accept this part of him, then I couldn’t accept any of him.
The orgasm took me over, but I didn’t stop, prolonging it with how I stroked my nub.
Kase let go of my thigh—probably for the best, since he’d against cranked down his grasp just before—and threw his head back.
It was beautiful in an odd way, the sight of him entirely lost to pleasure. I had a feeling Kase wasn’t someone who was ever lost, someone who was ever without control, so when the cords of his neck stood out, when he plunged deep and stilled as my cunt tightened around him, drawing out both our orgasms, I savored the moment.
A minute later, he shuddered and withdrew, his cock softening, though even that was enough to pull a whine from me.
He stretched out behind me, then rolled me so my back was to him and tucked me against his chest. He wrapped an arm around me, enveloping me.
I frowned at the lack of stickiness on my thighs. Condoms weren’t needed due to the sterility, but had he not…
“Kase,” I started, though I knew there wasn’t a good way to ask if a man had actually come…
He shushed me. “Vampires don’t ejaculate,” he explained as if he knew what I’d ask.
I guess that made sense… They didn’t have the same bodily functions.
After a moment, the other worry wouldn’t be ignored, especially when I swallowed and remembered what had happened the last time.
He pulled me tighter against him with a sigh, as though I were being all together annoying and ruining his afterglow. “Sleep, Ava. I will stay awake. I just want…”
He paused, like he wasn’t sure what to say. Saying he wanted to cuddle was probably too far. He’d already given in a lot so I supposed I could offer him that one reprieve.
“Get some rest,” he finished with instead.
Sleep cuddled up with the vampire equivalent of my very own guard dog after amazing, long-overdue sex?
That sounded like exactly what I needed.
Chapter Six
The next morning, I woke alone, though that didn’t shock me. Kase didn’t strike me as a “hang around and have breakfast together” sort of man, especially after his revelations the night before.
After donning my cloak, I crossed the hallway to Grant’s room to find Kase there as well. We ate, and by the time we left the inn, I finally felt ready for another leg of the trip.
The ability to sleep in a bed, to stop and rest, to see something other than spanning wilderness had done wonders for my stamina.
It certainly wasn’t Kase I had to thank for that, given the slight ache in my body. He’d used up stamina if anything. Worth it.
This time we took a road, which made the trip much easier. I was over the whole climbing thing, where we made our own trail. Instead, we followed a beaten path with trees and farms lining the way.
“Where were you last night?” I asked Hunter.
He was still shirtless—not that I minded. “Checking the roads ahead. I wanted to make sure there weren’t any traps or ambushes.”
I frowned, glancing to my side. “Was it a smart idea to go out there by yourself?”
“You worried about me?” The smile he flashed me said the idea amused him.
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