Still of Night, page 4
“Though,” I breathe, “let’s go inside. I don’t want to give anyone a free show.”
Lucas grips me tightly and speeds up to the front porch. All I have to do is break away for a quick second so I can wave my hand over the door to magically unlock it, but the thought of moving even an inch away from Lucas is painful.
He presses my back against the door, kissing me hard and fast before setting me down. But he doesn’t break away, doesn’t step back so we can get in the house. He drops to his knees, pushing my dress up to my waist and parts my legs.
My head goes back, slamming against the door, and my eyes start to flutter shut. He slowly runs one hand up the back of my thigh, and little goosebumps break out along my skin. I tip my head down, watching as he kisses his way down my stomach. His fangs catch on the hem of my underwear, and he pulls them down with his teeth.
Holy. Shit.
They fall in a slow whoosh down to the ground, and I lift one foot up at a time, stepping out of them. My heart is racing, blood rushing through my veins. Lucas can hear my heartbeat, and knowing that he’s turning me on this much turns him on at the same time.
He parts my legs farther and stands, hands brushing up my thigh and right to my core. I let out a gasp when his fingers sweep over my clit.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he growls, closing the distance between us. His mouth goes to my neck again, and his fangs press into my skin. It’s enough to cause slight pain but not enough to pierce through the skin.
I bring one hand up, going to the back of Lucas’s head. I push his face against me, silently telling him to bite me. To drink my blood.
“Patience, my love,” he whispers, voice deep and gravely. I buck my hips forward, rubbing myself against his hand. I can feel him smile as he kisses my neck, and I know he’s going to draw this out for me, teasing me until I can’t fucking stand it and I’m left begging him to push that big, beautiful cock inside of me.
But then he plunges his fingers inside of me, going right to the sweet spot that always does it for me. He circles his thumb over my clit as he fingers me, and I hook my arms around his neck, needing to hold myself up or risk collapsing onto the porch.
He moves fast, getting me almost to coming in just a minute. Then he slows down, and my body is craving his touch so bad I let out a whimper. Without warning, he drops back to his knees and parts my legs, picking one up and tossing it over his shoulder. I throw a hand out, gripping the knob on the front door for balance.
Lucas runs his hands up the back of my thighs again and puts his mouth to me. He’s so tall that he has to hunch over a bit, but it doesn’t slow him down as his tongue lashes out against my clit. I let out a moan, and though I said I didn’t want anyone lurking in the woods watching, I’m so wrapped up, so desperate to come that I wouldn’t care if a busload of people pulled into the driveway right now.
It wouldn’t matter.
Lucas matters…and him making me come matters. Because I need to so fucking bad. I suck in a shaky breath, feeling my body tensing the way it does right before the release of the orgasm takes over, filling me with intense pleasure. Lucas kisses and sucks, working his tongue like magic.
He slides his hand around, slipping a finger inside me and pressing on my G-spot with the perfect amount of pressure. My thighs shake and my mouth falls open. The orgasm hits me hard and fast, and I cry out as I feel my pussy spasm around his fingers. Lucas doesn’t stop, though, and right when I think I’m going to pass out from the intensity of the first orgasm, another comes on, harder and faster than the first.
My ears ring and if I open my eyes, I’m sure I’ll see little stars dotting my vision. Lucas moves his fingers in a circular motion, and I’m not sure I’ll be able to remain conscious if I come for the third time.
Legs shaking, I cling to him with one hand while gripping the doorknob with the other. I’m about to lose my balance, but he moves up, taking me around the waist.
“Open the door, my love,” he croons. “I’m not done fucking you yet.”
“Y…yes,” I pant, still unable to move. Lucas scoops me up and takes my right wrist in his hand, bringing my fingers over the lock. It takes me a few seconds to be able to concentrate enough to unlock the door with magic.
As soon as we’re in, Lucas carries me upstairs to my bedroom. He throws me down on my bed and stands over me, looking at me hungrily for a moment. Then he pulls his shirt over his head, dropping it on the floor.
I’m still spinning, still having to remind myself to breathe in and out. I’m floating, every nerve in my body alive and humming. And we’re not even done yet. Drawing on all the strength I have, I push up and telekinetically pull Lucas to me.
A guttural growl comes from deep within his chest. I reach for him, feebly taking a hold of his hands. I pull him to me, and he falls on top of me, parting my legs and moving in between. He kisses me, and I can taste myself on his lips.
His pants are already undone, and I try and fail to pull them down. Lucas sits up a bit, shoving his pants down and kicking them off the rest of the way. Then he pulls me up, raising my hands above my head, and takes my dress up, slowly pulling it up and over my head.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he growls, fangs glinting in the pale moonlight that’s filtering through my bedroom window. He drops the dress on the ground and admires me. He doesn’t touch me, but just looks. I used to feel self-conscious when he put me on display like this. When all my flaws are laid out in front of me.
But the way Lucas looks at me makes them all disappear. Because he’s staring at me like I’m the only woman in the world that matters. And now I have the ring on my finger to prove it, though we both know we don’t need fancy jewelry, paperwork, or formal titles to show our love to each other.
I’m convinced he was made for me, over sixteen hundred years ago. I hate that he had to go through so much darkness. That he had to feel alone and the emptiness started to painfully fill him. But we’re together now, and it feels so fucking right.
He lays me back down and runs the tips of his fingers up and down my arm. I shiver again and he speeds away, returning only a second later with a pink fuzzy blanket from my closet. Covering us both up, he moves back in between my legs. I bend my knees up and drag my fingers down his back. My heart is starting to settle back into my chest, and I want to make Lucas feel just as good as he made me.
I soak up another minute lying here with him and then plant my hands on his firm chest and give him a shove. I can’t physically overpower Lucas. I don’t stand a chance. I can easily overpower him with magic, though, and he likes when I boss him around a bit in the bedroom.
I summon little tendrils of energy that wrap around my fingers, zapping him and charring his flesh. It heals instantly, but the pain makes Lucas moan, and he sits up, letting me shove him back and onto the mattress so I can climb on top.
I push up onto my knees and straddle him, but instead of sinking down on his cock, I hold myself just inches above him and kiss his lips once before moving down to his neck. His shoulder. Down his abdomen. I move back and slide my hand up his thigh, not stopping until my fingers curl around the thick shaft of his cock.
“You were right,” I groan, feeling myself grow wet all over again. “My fingers do look good around your cock.” I bring my lips to the wet tip of his dick, sucking ever so slightly. Lucas groans again and puts one of his large hands on the back of my head, fingers tangling in my hair. I tease him for another moment, and then take that monster cock in my mouth as far as I can without gagging. He’s so large it’s a miracle that thing fits inside me, but there’s no way I can take him all the way in my mouth.
I start out moving fast, sucking hard and swirling my tongue around his tip. Then I pull my mouth off and tip my head, licking him up and down. He’s getting close to coming, and while he can’t have multiple orgasms in the same way a woman can, vampires have excellent stamina and will be ready for round two in just seconds. He’s stopped me before, right before he comes, preferring to bury his cock balls deep in my pussy, but he doesn’t this time.
He grips my hair so hard it hurts, rocking his pelvis up as he comes, cock pulsing in my mouth. I swallow everything, and then slowly pull away, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
In a swift movement, Lucas flips us over and moves on top of me again, mouth going right to my neck. His fangs scrape my skin, breaking it open just enough to get a taste of blood but not enough to suck down a mouthful like normal.
“I love you so fucking much,” he groans, licking up more of my blood.
“I love you too,” I pant as I start craving him all over again. “And I want you.”
“Already?”
He’s only asking so he can hear me tell him how much I do. “Yes. I need your cock inside of me.”
He moves to the side and sweeps his hand down, going right between my thighs and rubbing my clit. My eyes fall shut and a tight coil starts to wind inside me. I circle my hips, suddenly desperate to come.
Lucas moves back down, burying his head between my legs. He gets right to work, lashing his tongue against my clit in a warm and fast rhythm. It doesn’t take long before I come again, and this time I feel wetness spill from myself, soaking the sheets beneath me. My mouth falls open, and a loud moan escapes my lips.
Lucas turns his head, gripping my thigh in a way that serves as a warning just a second before he sinks his fangs into my tender flesh. He sucks hard, pulling out a mouthful of blood. My pussy is still spasming and I’m still plagued with overwhelming pleasure. He drinks more of my blood and then turns his head, licking at me once again. He pushes two fingers inside of me, rubbing and fucking me as he laps up more blood.
The sensation of him going back and forth between drinking my blood and eating my pussy pushes me over the edge, and I come again, so hard my entire body shakes. I squirm against him, pushing him away because my body is in overdrive and even the gentlest of touches is too much.
Lucas waits a beat and then opens my thighs again, putting his mouth over the two punctures. He sucks hard once more and then licks around the wounds.
“Are you ready for me to fuck you, my love?” He puts his fingers over the bite on my thigh, applying pressure to stop the bleeding.
“Right,” I pant, hardly able to form a coherent sentence. “We…we…” The words die in my throat, but Lucas gets the gist of what I’m saying. We’re far from done.
We lie there for a few minutes. The wound needs time to clot, and there’s no way I can get up and function any time soon. Lucas removes his fingers, checks the wound, and then licks the blood from his hand.
He sits up and pulls me into his lap, guiding his hard cock to my core. I slowly sink down on it, moaning as I feel it fill every single inch of me. I wrap my arms around his neck and rock my hips back and forth. Just the slight movement leaves me on the verge of coming again, though this time I’m the one who wants to draw it out.
Lucas grips me tight and reaches over, opening the top drawer of my nightstand. He pulls something out, and for a second I think it’s my vibrator. I haven’t used it in a long time. Since Lucas and I have been dating, I haven’t needed it much, save for the nights when he stayed in Chicago and I was alone here in Thorne Hill.
“You are mine,” he says in a deep whisper. I look into his eyes and nod, and then see the knife in his hands. It’s enchanted, like my dagger, but only has a short, three-inch blade. I kind of forgot I had it in my nightstand, and when we go to move, I’m sure I’m going to find all sorts of weapons stashed around the house. You never know when you might need one.
He brings the knife up, just a few inches from my face. “And I am yours.”
Before I can stop him, he plunges the knife down into his own flesh. The enchantments make the cut burn, and will cause him to heal slower than if it were a regular blade.
Blood drips down his neck, and he lets the knife clatter to the floor. He tips his head, and I know what he wants.
He wants me to drink his blood.
I’ve done it before, and while the thought grossed me out, actually doing it was one of the most erotic moments of my life. I widen my legs, sinking down onto his cock even more, and put my mouth over the little wound, sucking up his blood before he heals.
Lucas moans and puts his hands on my hips, rocking his own beneath me. Moving with vampire speed, he flips us over again, moving on top of me. I lick up the last bit of blood before his wound heals, and then let my head fall back against my pillow as he fucks me hard and fast, driving that big cock in and out of me.
We come at the same time, and he rests his forehead against mine, cock pulsing inside me.
“Still want to wait until marriage?” Lucas slowly pulls out and lies down at my side, spooning his body around mine. He pulls the pink fuzzy blanket over both of us to keep me from getting a chill.
I turn, head spinning and heart racing. He has my blood smeared on the corner of his lips, and I’m sure his is all over my face. I hook my leg around him and shake my head. “Hell no.”
“I’m going to leave once you’re asleep.” Lucas clicks on the electric blanket and straightens the pillows. We just got out of the shower and are getting into bed for the night.
Or at least I am.
“Where are you going?”
“I told you there were several real estate investments I’m interested in.”
“Yeah.” I rake my wet hair to the side and stick my feet under the covers. “What are they?”
“There’s seventy-five acres for sale on the opposite side of town. It’s currently being used for farming, with two different farmers leasing the land for their crops.”
“So, you want to buy it and be a farmer?” I look Lucas up and down. He’s still naked from the shower and I’m so glad he’s a fan of nudity. “I never thought I’d be into that, but if you were shirtless with a cowboy hat and played She Thinks My Tractor’s Sexy while you worked the fields, I’d totally do you in a barn.”
He laughs and gets into bed next to me. “That wasn’t my plan, though if it gets you naked and wet, I’ll do just about anything.”
His arms go around me and I rest my head on his chest. His skin is cool already, and is a bit of a shock to my body, which is still warm from the shower. “What is your plan then?”
“For that land, I simply want to buy it and continue the leases. Land has always proved to be a wise investment, especially when you can hold onto it for hundreds of years.”
“I didn’t think about it like that, but that’s so true. Who knows how popular Thorne Hill will be fifty years from now.”
“This parcel of land could sell for a substantial amount of money, or it could be of importance to us later, given that this town is made up mostly of witches. You don’t want a developer cramming two-hundred houses in that space.”
“Another good point. Is that the only thing you’re going to look at? You said investments, like there was more than one.”
“That diner on the main street downtown, Suzy’s Café, is for sale.”
“Really?”
“It hasn’t been listed for the public yet, but the real estate agent I’ve hired is privy to properties of interest. The couple who owns it wants to retire to Florida.”
“What would you do there?”
“That depends on a few things, which I’ll get more information on tonight. If the business is successful, I would take over ownership but leave things mostly unchanged. If it’s not, I might buy the building anyway and lease out the space.”
“That’s interesting. I think you should take over ownership and as a perk of sleeping with the new owner, I get free food like how I get free drinks at your bar.”
He laughs again. “I own several establishments throughout the country. We’ll visit them all so you can get free food and drinks.”
“A man after my own heart.”
Smiling, Lucas kisses me. “You need to get your rest, my love,” he says gently. “And keep your familiars close once I’m out. I’ll only be gone a few hours.”
“They’re already waiting for us to fall asleep so they can come hog the bed,” I tell him and let my eyes fall shut. I’m exhausted from not only coming so many times, but the intensity of each orgasm. Plus, Lucas has drank quite a bit of my blood in the last day or two, and while I’m not totally human and heal faster than average, it still takes a toll on me.
Lucas runs his fingers up and down my back, lulling me to sleep in just seconds. I sleep peacefully for several hours, not waking when Lucas slips out of the room and then comes back two and a half hours later. But then somewhere in the early morning hours, my dreams shift from happy wedding planning to something more sinister.
My eyes fly open, and the first thing I see is Lucas’s handsome face right next to mine. Binx is on my pillow and the girls are both stretched out next to me. I can tell by the muted light coming through the window that it can’t be any later than six AM.
Much too early for me to get out of bed.
I inhale and roll over, shaking out the fingers of my left hand, which had fallen asleep. Needing to look around my room for a few seconds to reassure myself that I’m here and not in the dream, I nestle closer to Lucas and think back to the dream.
We were here, in the house, and something was lurking outside. For some reason, we didn’t go outside, because we knew whatever was out couldn’t come in.
Not unless it was invited.
It was daytime, though, and I didn’t get the feeling the thing was a vampire. Dogs were barking in the dream, and when I looked out my office window, I saw a hellhound lurking around the corner. In my dream, I had a whole bunch of outdoor cats, and I wanted to go out and get them before the hellhound did.
But whenever I’d go outside, the ghost of Chrissy, a Border collie mix we had as a pet one summer when I was a kid, was there. I knew she was too old to still be alive, and I realized it was her ghost right as bells starting ringing. I ran back into the house only to see a hooded figure walking a white lamb through the yard, presenting it to the hellhound as an offering.
