Forbidden Blood (7 page)

Naya slowly came back to herself, supported between Vaughn and the door. Her head
was resting on his shoulder, and he felt heavy inside her. She clenched around him and noticed she felt…
fuller
…than before he came, which was almost impossible with how much he’d stretched her to begin with. He was huge, and she’d be tender tomorrow, but she was looking forward to having a reminder of their night together.

“Fuck.” Vaughn carried her over to the bed where he lay down on his back, so she
was straddling him.

My sentiments exactly
, she thought.

She’d started coming the moment he entered her.
His movements combined with the delicious friction from him kissing her neck had felt incredible. So incredible, she’d bit his neck and drunk from him. She’d never experienced anything like it. Feedings were usually nonsexual. They were almost clinical. But with Vaughn, it had been different. His blood matched his smell, just like she’d imagined. His flavor was so rich and spicy and quite possibly the best she’d ever swallowed. Already, she felt the hum of it beginning in her vessels. It sure hadn’t tasted inferior.

Suddenly, the post-orgasmic
haze lifted, and she jerked up.

I
bit
him. I’m not supposed to bite humans, let alone drink from them. What if he noticed? What would he do if he found out I’m a vampire? I might’ve just potentially exposed my entire species.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” Vaughn asked.

She looked at him and could see the concern in his blue eyes.

The best thing
to do would be to admit as much of the truth as possible. While she had licked his wounds closed and her saliva would help him heal faster, he would still see teeth marks when he looked in the mirror. She should own up to that much, and maybe he wouldn’t think too much about it.

“I bit you.
I’m sorry
. It was pretty hard, too.” She shook her head in disbelief. “I barely remember doing it.” Embarrassed, she let her face fall in her hands.

Feeling him move under her, she peeked through her fingers and watched him
as he sat up on his elbows.

“Naya, don’t worry about it.
I’m a fast healer. Plus, did you hear me complaining?”

He pulled on one of her arms, and she lifted her head to look at him.

“No?”

Vaughn chuckled. “Holy shit, babe
. That was hot. I loved every second of it.” She turned her head and studied him. How did she know he wasn’t being nice to spare her feelings?

“Naya.” His
voice and expression turned serious.

“What?”

“Baby, what are you sitting on?”

She blushed
. When she’d sat up, the movement had pushed Vaughn farther inside her. She had been distracted before because she was worried that he’d discover she was a vampire, but now, she couldn’t miss the large erection she was sitting on. Although, it didn’t feel quite as big as it had after he came.

He looked her in
the eyes. “My body doesn’t lie, and neither do I. I really did like it.” He raised his brow. “Okay?”

She nodded, and he smiled. She leaned down to kiss him
, which caused her hips to move.

“
Oh
,” she said, surprised.

She sat back up to test her new
position. Deep in her center, his penis was hitting the sensitive spot as it rubbed inside her. It felt wonderful, so she moved again to add more friction.

Vaughn dropped back down on
to the bed. He closed his eyes and groaned again. “This time, you’re not surprising me. I’m going to watch you come.”

She had no idea what he was talking about
, and she didn’t really care. She was too busy experimenting. To get better control, Naya leaned forward and rested her palms on his shoulders. Vaughn wrapped his hands around her hips and moved her, showing her how he liked it. She looked down, loving the feel of his masculine hands on her. They made her feel small, instilling more confidence in her. Using her position on top, she took charge of their lovemaking.

As she rode him, she watched his reactions. She forced her eyes to stay open, ignoring her desire to let them drift closed. His shoulders curved slightly off the bed
as he tipped his head back. Clenching his eyes shut, his neck muscles strained, and he resembled someone in pain. She liked having the power over his body, knowing she was the cause of his face and body showing such pleasure.

He looked at her again as he slipped a hand between the area where their bodies
met, and he rubbed the mass of nerves there. The knowledge of her position and control along with the friction he was applying with his thumb tipped her over the edge again, and her orgasm set off his.

She barely heard him mutter, “Finally,” before he thrust up hard
.

He
held her hips against him as he shuddered and pulsed while emptying himself inside her. He anchored in deep, and she felt his seed filling her once more. She swore that he expanded, stretching her past the point of fullness, to produce another orgasm for her right after the last.

Man, she’s breathtaking.

He’d finally gotten to watch her face as she came. Vaughn sat up to wrap his arms around Naya and kissed her. He hauled her back down onto the bed with him, so he could enjoy her lying on top of him. He folded one arm under his head while he used the other to run his fingers across her back. He would be content to rest there forever.

“Are you hungry?” s
he asked against his chest.

“Famished.” But he was always willing to eat.

She sat up, and his second arm joined his first behind his head.

“Let’s go raid
the fridge.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “And if there isn’t anything good, we can order delivery. It’s still early enough.” She moved to get off of him.

“Naya, wait.”

Before he could stop her, she stood, separating his body from hers. As she forced him out, he felt his penis raking the sides of her vagina. He knew she was tight, and he was big, so he was afraid he had hurt her. Instead, her knees buckled, and the friction seemed to set off a mini-orgasm in her. She grabbed onto his shoulder for support.

He sat up and put his hands around her waist to help her and to hide his erection. After she regained her breath, Naya stood completely and put her hands over her lower stomach, above her pubic bone. “Whoa. That was strange.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I just felt a small s
pasm and tingle in my abdomen, but it only lasted a second. It’s gone now.”

For a moment
, he was worried, but then he reminded himself that it couldn’t happen to her. He tugged her close and kissed her belly. Although, she did almost—

Nah, I’m being paranoid
.

“Vaughn,
I’m fine.” She leaned back and studied him. “Are you okay?”

There was no reason to worry her. “Yeah.” He stood and dropped a quick kiss on her lips
before giving her a reassuring smile. “How do you feel? Are you sore?”

“I feel wonderful.” She stretched her arms over her head.

He wrapped his arms around her and grinned. “Good, because I’m not done with you yet.”

She smiled as she
swung her arms around his neck, and the rest of his apprehension faded away. “Until then, let’s eat.”

He laughed and stepped away from her. “Do you want to clean up first?”

“Hmm…” She stepped away to look down between her thighs. He expected to see his wetness there. He’d come in her twice, and when he came, he tended to release more than the typical man. However, her legs appeared dry. He scanned himself and even the bed, but he saw no excess in either place. She shrugged and grabbed his T-shirt off the floor. “Do you care if I wear this?”

Again, the earlier thought was nagging in the back of his head. He f
elt like he shouldn’t ignore it even if it wasn’t possible.

She touched his arm. “Vaughn?”

She broke through his thoughts, and he looked at her, seeing the concern in her eyes.

He schooled his expression
and noted her hand holding his shirt. “Yeah, it’s okay if you wear it,” he said, smiling reassuringly.

“Thanks.” She slipped his shirt over her head and
then yanked on his arm. “Come on, I’m starving.”

She was impossible to resist, an
d his smile turned into a grin.

“Okay, I’m right behind you.” He gr
abbed his jeans and put them on in case her roommate woke up, and then he followed her into the kitchen.

P
AYTON
L
LEWELYN SAT in the family room, watching TV, when she heard the front door slam closed. Next, she saw Sawyer storming past, so she called out, “What’s got your panties in a wad?”

Sawyer walked backward into her line of sight and planted his hands on his hips. “Don’t start with me, brat,” he said, the corners of his mouth twitching. His words sounded br
usque, but he didn’t mean them.

Payton had known Sawyer since she was little
, and he’d been like a second older brother for as long as she could remember, especially after he’d lost his parents.

His yellow-orange eyes lit up when he walked into the room as he smiled at her. He gave a slight nod back toward the doorway. “Is the boss upstairs in his office?”

“Yeah, Daddy’s upstairs, but you might wanna leave him alone for a while. Mom went to take him something to eat thirty minutes ago, and she hasn’t come back down yet. I don’t think she’s feeding him, if you know what I mean.” She laughed.

Sawyer held up his hand and wrinkled his nose. “Stop. Don’t need the visual.” He came over and collapsed in the spot next to her.

“So, what’s up? Why did you slam the door?” she asked.

“Your brother. He found some girl to take home
, and he made me give her friend a ride home. He knows I hate that. I’m not a fucking babysitter.”

“Are you sure you’re not just pissed because Vaughn is getting some
, and you’re not?”

“No, I don’t care about that. If I wanted to take some r
andom woman home, I would have.”