Reaching behind him, Samantha languidly glided her hands up his thigh and abs until her hands rested just above his erection. With her lips mere inches from his cock, she darted her tongue out, running it over its smooth wet tip. He tasted wonderfully salty and masculine; she needed more. Unable to hold back, Samantha licked up and down his throbbing shaft, taking his tight sac into her hand. Her other hand reached around so she could dig her fingers into his hard muscular ass.
In a single motion, she parted her lips, relaxed her throat and took him all the way into her mouth. Sucking him, she retracted her lips, releasing his ridged manhood. Grabbing onto the base of him, she slowly repeated pumping him in and out of her warm lips.
Luca rocked himself into her mouth in rhythm with her demand. He hissed in ecstasy, realizing that she knew exactly what she was doing, paying him back for what he’d done to her. Did she comprehend how much power she had over him? He didn’t care in the moment; pleasure was all he could feel.
His swollen flesh couldn’t take much more without him exploding in her mouth; no, it was much too soon for that. After one more sweet kiss of his shaft, he receded, pulling Samantha onto her feet.
“I need you now, Samantha. I have to be in you. On the bed,” he ordered.
Samantha sashayed over to the bed, and fell backwards, giggling. “Come and get me, vampire.” She wasn’t going to make this easy for him.
Picking up the sash of his robe, he played with the tie, eyeing her from across the room. “Hmm….sassy witch, huh? Perhaps you need to be reminded who’s directing the show tonight, darlin’.”
Her eyes widened when she saw him fingering the velour belt. Her heart began to race in excitement and her sex grew damp in anticipation.
Luca confidently strode across the room, drinking in the sight of his beautiful red-haired woman, splayed out spread-eagled on his bed. Leaning down, he methodically began to tie a loop around one of her wrists. After securing the knot, he weaved the belt through the slats of the head board and secured her other wrist until her arms were nicely tied above her head.
“Luca,” she protested against the bindings.
“Tonight, your pleasure is mine, Samantha. If you really want to get out, your safe word is “cabin”; otherwise, we continue to play. Now what you might not know is that I could hear your heartbeat race as soon as you saw the belt. And since I don’t smell fear, I know it’s because you are aroused. Am I correct?”
Damn vampire senses. She smiled at him. “Yes, so what are you going to do to me?” She wiggled her hips around on the bed a little, hoping to tempt him into her.
“This.” He trailed a finger down her arm, down her side. Goosebumps broke out over her body; she started to beg. “Please, Luca. It’s not fair.”
He laughed. “This isn’t about fair, Samantha. It’s about control. Dominance. And your submission.” With those words, he left the room, leaving her tied to the bed.
She wondered what he was doing in the other room, hearing a banging noise, and struggled to see what he held in his hand when he returned, literally within seconds.
“No peeking, Samantha. In fact, I think it would be best to remove another one of your senses, don’t you agree?”
She simply smiled at him, wondering what he was going to do, and eagerly awaiting his rapturous torment.
Luca straddled Samantha on the bed. He loved seeing her bound, awaiting his pleasure, desiring to make everything special. He smiled down at her, and held up a black scarf. Placing a slow, passionate kiss to her lips, he fastened the scarf over her eyes.
“Luca,” Samantha whispered. She felt on fire with want. This man was pushing her to do something she’d never done, and she loved every second of it.
Samantha squealed in surprise as Luca ran an ice cube around her rose-colored areola. The cold sensation was immediately replaced by the warmth of his lips; he sucked the tiny pink bud until it hardened and ached. He gave her other nipple the same attention and she felt herself floating in the absence of her sight. The lips, tongue and teeth on her aching tips sent a jolt of need to her clit, and she found herself writhing, trying to get him to touch her below.
Within minutes, his lips abandoned her breasts. Moaning in delight, she felt his glorious hands caress her delectable pink mounds, while working his way downward to her abdomen with the cool wetness. The icy surface glided for seconds only to be replaced by his warm lips. Her hips rocked up into him; she wanted his frosty heat on her sex, in her.
Moving his hands to the side of her waist, Luca held the almost melted ice cube in his teeth, and slid over and through her wet folds. He could feel her quiver underneath his lips. With nothing left to hold, Luca darted his cool tongue into the crease of her sex, letting it graze over her clit. She writhed under his kiss, but he held her firmly by her hips.
“Luca, I can’t take it anymore. It feels so good,” she cried.
He didn’t answer as he continued to lick and suckle her sex relentlessly. As two fingers entered her without warning, she moaned loudly, bucking her hips into his mouth. He curled his digits upward and stroked the long sensitive spot within her. “Aw darlin’, your pussy is so wet and sweet for me.” She barely registered him talking dirty, overwhelmed with her impending orgasm.
Luca could feel her squeeze his fingers. She was so close. “Come for me, Samantha, let go,” he demanded, sucking hard on her ripe pink nub. He lapped at her sweet cream, so grateful to have her with him.
Samantha saw fireworks as she shattered into a million pieces. It was the most spectacular release she’d ever experienced in her entire life. She screamed Luca’s name over and over again, shaking as he untied the scarf over her eyes.
She was panting, trying to catch her breath. She struggled to speak. “Luca. Amazing. Oh my God.”
Not giving her any time to recover, Luca roughly grabbed her legs from behind her knees jerking her bottom toward him. Resting her ankles on his shoulders and holding the back of her thighs, his eyes flashed red as he plunged his rock hard cock into her glistening sex.
He grunted in ecstasy; her warm heat tightly fisted around his swollen flesh. She was absolute paradise, accepting all of him into her heat. They locked eyes as he continued to possess every inch of her, pounding into her in a fierce furor.
Samantha tilted her hips upward, craving him deeper still. His eyes burned deep into her soul. In that moment, she knew. She loved Luca. She forced herself to remain silent, afraid she’d cry out the words.
Luca shook her thoughts, as he stopped to release her wrists, catching her attention again. “Samantha, my magnificent, enticing sorceress, from this night forward, we will be together. When I taste of you tonight you will be mine. I will be yours. Do you understand? I need to have your permission. There is no going back.”
“Yes, I’m yours,” she agreed. “Make love to me, Luca.”
He quickly flipped her onto her stomach; sliding his hand under her tummy, he pulled her up so she was on her hands and knees. Reaching his strong hands up her back, he glided them down her spine. With one hand on her waist, his fingers slid down over her bottom. Pressing a finger inside her sex, he teased the wetness up along her puckered rosebud. He felt her tense slightly, but then she rocked back toward him.
“It’s okay, pet, relax for me. I want to explore every inch of your lovely body. Have you ever been touched here?” he asked as he ran his fingers over her.
“No,” she gasped softly. She enjoyed the feel of his fingers on her anus. A rush of excitement surged through her, knowing what he might do. “But I want to try…with you.”
“I’d like to take you with my cock someday, but not today, darlin’. I’m afraid that’s something we’d need to ease into. I’ll let you think on the sensation of my fingers there for now. Let me know how it feels.”
“Um, it feels good. I know I shouldn’t like it, but I do,” she gasped as he continued to touch her in the place she’d never been touched before, slowly working a finger in her rosebud as his velvety steel shaft pressed into her warm center. Slowly, he eased into her. He didn’t want to hurt her. Because of his larger size, he wanted to take his time, and make sure she enjoyed this.
“You’re so wet and tight. You feel so good. Ah, Goddess. I need to claim you as my own and I’m afraid I can no longer wait.” Within moments, Luca had fully joined his body with hers; she enveloped all of him. As they began to move together, Luca moaned. “Yes, that’s it. We fit so well together.”
Driven by desire, Samantha pressed her bottom back onto him. She impatiently rocked back and forth, desperately urging him into her sex. “It feels so good, Luca, so full, please don’t stop. I need you harder,” she demanded.
A primal instinct took Luca over as he began to thrust up into her to meet her need. Keeping one hand on her bottom, he moved the other hand around to rub her soft pink flesh. She was so very close, and he was taking her there again. Over and over, he slammed into her as she begged for more.
“Yes, Luca, I’m coming, Luca, don’t stop!” she screamed.
Luca felt the beginning of her spasm around his throbbing shaft. His fangs elongated, and he reached up and fisted his hand into her hair, exposing the creamy skin of her fine neck. In a final glorious moment, Luca thrust one last time against her while sinking his sharp fangs into her sweet silken flesh; he drank her essence, pulsating deep within her.
Samantha was seized by a rush of sensation so intense she could barely breathe. As she came down off the pinnacle of her orgasm, white hot pin-pricks sliced into her shoulder; she shuddered uncontrollably as another strong release claimed her again. Luca held her tight until they both fell over in exhaustion into the sheets.
Perfectly spent, the sated couple fell back into bed. Luca cradled Samantha in his arms, resting her head on his chest. His breathing slowed as he pushed the hair from her face.
“Samantha,” he needed to tell her.
“Hmmm,” she sleepily responded. She tipped her chin upward to meet his eyes.
“I love you.” He smiled down at
his
woman. Luca could not believe that after two hundred years he was, without a doubt, in love with a woman. No longer would he live his life alone, searching for purpose. She was the one; the one he would spend the rest of his days on earth with; the one who he planned to marry; the one who he wanted a family with.
Samantha.
“Luca,” she gasped and then beamed. “I love you too. I never thought. I mean, I’ve been so caught up in getting my life straightened out, getting everything back to how it was before and now…”
“Now?” he raised a questioning eyebrow at her.
“Now, I don’t want it. I only want you.”
Samantha kissed his smooth chest as he kissed the top of her head, embracing her in his arms. Luca’s heart swelled; he never wanted this moment to end. Watching Samantha drift off to sleep, he was more determined than ever to get the amulet and kill the vampire who was threatening her, whichever came first. He could feel her blood sweep through his entire body. The bond had begun.
The aroma of coffee wafted under her nose. Samantha’s eyes fluttered open; a broad smile spread across her face, seeing Luca holding a cup of coffee. He was already dressed; a casual black t-shirt teased the contours of his chest and his blue jeans hugged his tapered hips. She noticed he was wearing gray alligator boots that suited his personality: sleek and lethal.
“Come on, sleepy head. Time to eat and catch bad guys. It’s one o’clock in the afternoon. We’ve got to get goin’.”
She sat up, pulling the sheet up over her breasts, and he handed her the cup of café au lait. He’d placed a beautifully decorated breakfast tray in the middle of the bed.
“Mmmm…this is wonderful. You make this?” she asked.
“Oui Mademoiselle. I’ve been livin’ down here in New Orleans long enough to make a fine cup of chicory and steamed milk. I did not, however, make this delicious spread of eggs and bacon. Kade’s cook brought this over; Mandy makes a great southern breakfast,” He grabbed a piece of bacon off the plate and bit into it.
“Looks great. Hey, what are you doing stealing my bacon!” she joked as she picked up a piece for herself. “You know, I was wondering. What’s the deal with vampires and food anyway? I mean, I’ve seen you eat food but I know you need blood.” She lightly ran her fingers over the small bumps on her shoulder, remembering how he’d bitten her the night before, and then picked up her fork.
“Well, I can eat small amounts of food, but there’s no nutrition in it. It’s just like a comfort kind of thing, reminds us of our human life. But we don’t need it. And some vampires no longer eat human food at all.” He smiled slightly. “But they most assuredly do eat humans. The fact is that we need human blood to survive, but not every day and not a lot of it. At least a half cup or so every two to three days keeps us in fightin’ shape. If we don’t get it, we wither, die. For example, after they attacked us at the coven, the thugs starved me. I was silvered, so I couldn’t move, couldn’t communicate.”
Luca’s face hardened, remembering what had happened to him and what Kade and Sydney had done to save him. He hesitated. Luca did not relish telling Samantha the details of his recovery but didn’t want secrets between them.
“Listen Samantha, speaking of the attack, I don’t want there to be any secrets between us. I know we’ve just met over the past weeks, but you should know that when that happened - when I was attacked - I didn’t recover right away. Kade and Dominique gave me human blood, a donor, but it wasn’t enough.” Luca turned his head away.
Samantha put her hand on his arm. “Hey, it’s okay. I know what it’s like to have something happen that you can’t explain. You don’t need to tell me. What’s important is that you’re here now.”
“No, it’s not that. It’s just Sydney. Kade.” He shouldn’t feel guilty. Yet that was exactly how he felt. “Sorry, I’m just not sure how to explain this but Sydney’s blood is special. It’s because she’s human, but not entirely anymore. She’s bonded with Kade.”