Darlings of Paranormal Romance (Anthology) (122 page)

“
Emily, I need my hand
back,” he whispered, breaking our intimate embrace. I had moved to
sucking on his fingers when he yanked his hand away. “Stop it,” he
growled.

I let out a long, deep sigh as I
caught a glimpse of his repositioning his manhood under his
clothing. Vincent’s blood had set my body on fire. I felt
everything, every pore of my being. Every molecule of my desire
rushed towards my brain and my inner core. I tore off all my
clothes as the warmth threatened to consume me. I turned to him
with what I assumed was probably passion in my eyes.

He spoke not a word, simply staring at
me intensely. I felt an eager affection coming from him. “Your eyes
are like jewels,” he said. “I’ve never seen such a color of gold.
And yes, I realize you want to claim me. But now is not the
time.”

I smacked my lips in response and
lowered my head, ready to leap on him. My inner walls pulsated in
response to his denial. “Take me now. Make love to me now. Vincent.
Right here. Right now. Now is the time. I desire you.”

Vincent’s eyes darkened. I could see
every passionate expression that registered on his face. He had
heard me. My eyesight was omniscient, psychedelic, out of this
world. It was as if every light in the universe had been turned on.
I could see everything under the full moon. My surroundings had
been bathed in the Golden Kingdom’s morning sunlight or so it
seemed.

Before he could stop me, I pushed him
into the massive rock we had been standing in front of. The moon
cast a shadow upon the structure and we fell back into darkness. My
eyesight adjusted again and I unzipped his pants, reaching inside
to feel him. He was already hard and ready for me.

“
I want you so badly Emily,
but not here. We have to get you to safety. The
hellhounds.”

“
Fuck the hellhounds,
Vincent. I want you now. I demand you take my
virginity.”

He moaned, giving himself to me,
resting his head against my shoulder. His wavy black hair tickled
my naked breasts.

As his
manhood lengthened fully in my hands, I savored the smoothness of
his shaft. The warmth of touching him sent my mind into chaos. My
entire body tingled in anticipation. The beat of my heart became
savage.
I was not taking no for an
answer.
“Vincent, I can’t deny what I feel.
I’ve never known desire like this. Make love to me here and
now.”

“
Once you cross this line,
there is no turning back. Do you understand?” Vincent nuzzled his
head closer into my neck. I felt his fangs on my flesh.

“
You complete me,” I
moaned.

His response vanquished any fleeting
last doubts I had. He took my free hand as I blatantly held his
cock in the other one. My boldness surprised me greatly. He placed
my hand on his heart and I gasped.

“
Do you feel that?” he
asked.

I nodded. Looking up at him, I saw his
eyes rage with passion. “I feel that and more,” I
teased.

“
No, listen to me. Do you
feel that?”

Wondering what he meant exactly, I
closed my eyes for a moment. The sounds of his heart slammed into
my hand. He kept my hand cradled in his against his chest while he
covered his other hand around mine holding his divine manhood. His
heart was beating, wildly beating like my own. My eyes flew open.
“Do vampires, does your heart? I mean,” I tripped over my words as
I almost stumbled out of his grasp.

He didn’t let me move. “You’re right.
I don’t know about other vampires, but I know the minute I laid
eyes on you, my heart came to life. It beats now and it beats for
you alone, Emily. That spark between us. Do you remember? I almost
fell down when we touched? I rushed to the table to collect my
thoughts. I sat there realizing my heart was working, for the first
time in my life, I felt alive. Quite literally. You did that. I was
dead inside, but your touch, your gaze into my eyes brought me to
life. I can feel your energy running through my veins. I want you
to be mine. Forever. If you’ll have me.” His voice trailed off as
he leaned closer and brushed a kiss across my cheeks.

“
You’re telling me you
didn’t have a heartbeat before?”

He smiled at me smugly and focused his
attention on my hips. I followed his gaze. He wrapped both of his
hands around mine as I held his cock against my naked belly. He
stroked my hands, and then opening up the palms of his large hands,
he quietly encouraged me to assume the task. When I took charge, he
mumbled, “You’re stronger than you think.”

A fever of blushes covered my face.
“Oh my goodness, did I hurt you?” I wanted to blush again, but his
declaration, that he felt something quite literally when he had met
me surfaced in my mind and sent me into oblivion. I gazed up at
him, marveling at the look of pleasure on his face.

He moaned and rocked his hips gently
into my hands.

I rubbed the head of his cock with my
thumb, feeling a sweet stickiness at the tip.

Vincent moved his hand between my
thighs and stimulated my clit, his fingers then pumping inside me
several times. “Should I stop?”

“
No,” I replied, rocking my
hips against his hands. “I want this more than anything else I’ve
ever wanted.”

“
My sweet,” Vincent
said.

My hips met his movements and I
groaned, feeling the warmth of his manhood between my thighs. His
cock was hard and hot, and so ready for me.

“
I don’t want to control
these feelings I have for you.” Vincent gathered me up in his arms.
“I don’t know where they came from. Maybe it was the wolf chant
that did it. I don’t know for sure, but I know I feel
this.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist,
watching the pink head of his cock rest against my flat
stomach.

A slight smile crossed his lips. He
embraced me tightly and then pushed me away from him as he held me
in his arms.

I placed
my hand over his heart. “Is this love, Vincent?” I whispered as the
words expelled out of my mouth in the form of a few short
breaths.
Could it be?

“
This can’t be wrong,
Emily. I don’t want to deny the possibility of the kind of love we
can have. Say you agree?”

True
love,
I thought. “I’ve never known anyone
like you. You’re a glorious, magnificent vampire. I think I already
love you, Vincent. I want you to fuck me. Take my virginity now!
I’ll be yours forever!”

When I felt him ease his cock into me,
on my command, my body melted. I came close to going limp,
lifeless, like I had lost the will to live.

Then Vincent’s cock stirred deep
inside me again. He lifted me up and down, slowly starting a rhythm
I didn’t want to deny. The hot passion of his movements flooded my
body and mind. I realized I was clearly fucking, fucking someone
for the first time in my life, and I was in ecstasy. “Oh my god,
yes,” I cried out. “Yes! Yes!” Wanting to increase our pace, I
started to ride Vincent with a newborn intensity. The warmth of his
touch raced through my veins. “I’m yours,” I cried out. “I’m
yours!”

“
Shh,” he said. “Don’t
think of it that way. I don’t want you to be my servant or blood
source. Equal.” With his muscular arms, he brought me up and down
again and again, shifting the rhythm of lovemaking to a slower
urgency. “I want us to be equals. I want to cherish this moment
forever. I want you to look in my eyes as I’m inside you and know
if we never get to the river we had this one moment, out here in
this wasteland.”

“
In this dark place,” I
purred, letting him assume control. My head fell backwards. The
moon’s gaze remained hidden from us. I felt Vincent’s kisses again
on my naked chest as he drove inside me. My desire ignited again,
flaming out of control.

“
Not too fast, my sweet.
Savor this feeling. Slowly.”

I smiled down into his striking, pale
blue eyes, watching how they glowed in the low light. His dark
eyelashes fluttered now and again, but he refused to take his eyes
off of me as we made love in such a desolate place. Watching the
passion in his stare, I grew insanely hotter and hotter by the
minute. I wanted to burst forth in a display of orgasmic fireworks
for him, but obviously Vincent understood my growing passion, a
passion threatening to consume us both if we peaked too quickly. He
steady my pace and calmed me.

Now and
then, slight twinges of pain surfaced and were replaced with a
satisfying, silky warmth between my legs. My virginity was
vanishing as I studied him. There was an inherent strength in his
features, almost a haughtiness I could visualize him giving to
others he disliked. For me, in that moment, that strength was
etched across his face with a look of devotion and confidence I had
never seen before. The ocean blue in his eyes brought out a growing
passion I could see that was all for me.
This could be my destiny, being with this man forever. If I
was as bold as I had just been taking him in my hands, a future
with this vampire could be in my grasp. But it meant sacrificing
everything. Just for him.

When I
felt myself about to climax, my head fell backwards again and I
gave myself up to him completely. I let him lead the way and
delighted in the ecstasy of his deliberately slow pace. My emotions
whirled and twirled into utter chaos. Waves of warmth rushed
through my body, threatening to ignite my passion from within, as I
neared orgasm. I fought to control my swirling rage of desire for
this man that I could feel was breaking free.
I’ll remember this moment forever.

He traced his fingertip across my lip.
“Slowly, my sweet. Slowly,” he said. Vincent’s touch was light and
painfully teasing. I basked in the presence of his sexual power. A
sense of strength and raw energy penetrated me fully as he fucked
me. Witnessing his sheer sexual appetite for me, for the act of
love awakened unknown desires in me.

I screamed the first time I came. His
hands rhythmically worked my hips up and down on his cock, refusing
to stop. He increased the speed of his movements ever so slightly.
I was helpless to stop his lovely hastened pace. My heart raced
rapidly and I wanted to slam my body into his, feverishly,
insanely, erotically like I was in control of him, like he was
there to please me and only me.

“
Shhh,” he said. He
gathered me close against his chest. “That’s the blood talking.
Don’t listen to that. It’ll pass. Focus on this.” He pulled me
upwards and let me slide down again on his massive manhood. “Come
for me again, Emily.”

I
succumbed to the forceful thrusts of his movements. The muscles in
his biceps bulged and flexed as he sunk himself deeper into
me.
Yes
, I sighed.
“What about you?” I asked, realizing he wasn’t at all worried about
his own satisfaction.

“
This is about
you.”

Once I came a second time, he caressed
my buttocks and cradled me in his arms. His gentle massage sent
currents of satisfied pleasure through me. I felt a bottomless
peace and contentment. I was blissfully happy, fully alive for the
first time.

“
Again?” I whispered in his
ear.

“
We have to get moving,” he
replied. He hugged me with a relentless enjoyment. “Thank you for
letting me be your first. You were magnificent.”

I blushed and returned his hug, hoping
to stay forever in his protective arms. “I don’t know what came
over me.”

“
Oh, I do,” he said,
exhaling a long sigh of contentment. “I think you like my blood.
But it can be very dangerous if you listen to it. Don’t listen to
it if it tells you to do bad things. That’s the demon side of me,
not the warrior side. Do you understand?” Delicately he kissed me
on the nose.

I nodded, immediately afraid of how
delicious and addictive I could already tell his blood was. His
touch was reassuring, yet radiating, pulling me toward him, toward
his very soul. I wanted more. I wanted to find a way into him, into
his heart and mind. In fact, I couldn’t distinguish between wanting
his sex or his blood. I wanted all of him, all the time. I didn’t
understand these new emotions racing in me. His touch was the one
thing keeping me steady.

As he
continued to hold me in his strong arms, I rested my head against
his strong shoulders and snuggled into his neck. I realized the raw
complication of Vincent being a vampire in a land of demons. He was
a good soul struggling daily with his inner duality, fighting
against the darkness that waited to take him if he allowed it. He
was on the front lines, keeping the darkness from consuming his
honor and humanity. And my mere presence had brought him to life. I
shuddered at the notion as I remained in his arms. I’d relive those
words of his for eternities. “
The minute I
laid eyes on you, my heart came to life. It beats now and it beats
for you alone
.”

Quietly Vincent held me and ran his
fingers through my hair.

I felt
like I was wrapped in a silky coat of euphoria. I also realized the
enormous power of Vincent’s blood. It had spurred my actions. I had
never thrown myself at a man like that. With Vincent, I hadn’t
considered not assuming control. He ignited my primal sexuality. I
hadn’t considered
not giving up
my virginity, but
when to
give it up
. I didn’t regret saying goodbye
to my virginity for one second. I felt the thrusts of his cock
deflower me as if I were slicing roses off a bush in my aunt’s
garden. Even though I’d savor the memories of our first lovemaking
as much as the taste of his blood forever, I rejoiced in my
tantalizing new awareness. The freedom of no longer being a virgin,
but something more, made me dizzy with
anticipation.