The Breed Casstiel's Vow (14 page)

Was she reading to deeply into all this? Maybe this kiss
really was just a kiss, and this night just a normal night, but she was so
lonely she was hoping for things that weren’t there.

The moving of Casstiel’s hand ripped her out of her
thoughts and put her back into their moment. Sliding slowly down the side of
her body, his hand brushed lightly across the side of her breast then went down
farther still to the hem of her dress.

He hooked his fingers around the bottom hem and just
began pulling the dress up her body.

Tessa clenched her eyes shut and tried to still her
heartbeat.
This is what you came here for
she reminded herself firmly.

She thought he would stop after he had pulled it up over
her hips, but he didn’t, she felt the smooth fabric inching its way up across
her flat belly and shivered.

Momentarily he broke the kiss to pull the dress over her
head and toss it aside.

She couldn’t help the pangs of self consciousness that
stabbed at her as he looked her body over; she knew how skinny she was, she
wasn’t oblivious to the fact that her body looked like it had never reached
puberty.

She felt ridiculous in her plain white bra and blue
cotton panties. A quick wild romp was what she thought she was going to be
getting with him, like the time they had shared in the medical wing, not this
slow intimate look into her mind and body. She was utterly unprepared for him
to probe so deeply into her spirit.

When she still didn’t feel his hands on her again, Tessa
braved a peak at what he was doing.

As she cracked her eye lids slightly open she found him
staring at her, intensely gazing at her nearly naked body. Unconsciously she
brought her arms up and tried to cover herself, unable to handle that burning
stare, but he stopped her.

“Don’t cover
yourself
from me,”
he spoke softly with sadness in his voice, as though he was hurt that she
wouldn’t want him to see her.

 “You’re just staring at me… I… it makes me feel
weird,” she mumbled, feeling more and more insecure by the second. No one had
ever looked at her the way he was now, and she didn’t know how to handle it.

What the hell had she been thinking coming out here with
him? He had probably been with thousands of beautiful, experienced women, and
here she was with her Wal-Mart panties, and her middle
schoolers
body.

She felt humiliation soaking into her core. Even if she
had a better body, and even if she had bought the sexiest lingerie she could
find, she still had no experience. She had no idea how to seduce him, and
certainly no idea how to pleasure him. She had lost her virginity on a one
night stand at a college party to a
drunk
frat boy,
and even then she had all but laid still and hoped for it to be over.

“Of course I’m staring at you,” he spoke softly, “I wish
I could stare at you forever, I can’t begin to understand why you think you’re
anything less than exquisite.”

Tears threatened to well in her eyes, but Tessa fought
them back viciously. All the insecurities she had felt over her lifetime were
bubbling to the surface, and she hated them. 

“I’m flat
chested
and too
skinny and-” she bit her lips, and wished she was anywhere else in the
world. 

 “I’m going to show you how beautiful you are,” he
said determinedly.

His lips came down over hers hard and passionately,
stealing her breath, and every insecure thought away. His hands were everywhere
on her body; caressing her skin running his palms across her collar bone,
filling his hands with the small mounds of her breasts.

Breathing was hard, thinking was impossible.

Casstiel ran his tongue impatiently over her lips, and
as soon as she opened herself, he speared inside. He ravished her mouth
thoroughly, massaging her tongue with his.

His hands snaked around the side of her body then unhooked
her bra. As soon as the fabric was away from her body, her nipples tightened
from the cold air and the anticipation of his touch.

Clenching her eyes shut tighter she felt his finger tips
teasing around her breasts, sliding up and down her belly, along her sides, and
across her shoulders, even skirting across the lining of her panties; he
touched her everywhere but on her naked breasts, everywhere but where she
wanted him to.

She told herself to be demure, to let him take his time
with her but she couldn’t. Running out of patience she brought his hand up to
where she wanted it to be.

A deep chuckle rumbled against her lips as he
kneaded
her breasts,
then
slid his
rough palm across her sensitive nipples, causing her to moan into their kiss.

His hands were more skilled than she thought it was
possible to be; rubbing her, caressing her, her mind couldn’t keep up with the
touches.

Suddenly he pulled away from the kiss and sent his lips
wandering.

Tessa could feel that his fangs were fully extended as
he kissed along her jaw line and up to her neck, the solid points of them
brushing against her tender flesh. She wondered what it would be like to have
him take her blood, to hold her close and press his fangs into her.

Another moan fell from her lips as the inside of her
thighs began to moisten with the thought, and she realized if he tried to take
her blood now, she would willingly give it to him.

She shivered as his lips met with the sensitive skin of
her neck,
then
moved lower. He nipped playfully at her
shoulder and drug the tip of his fang across her collar bone. She tensed her
body slightly as his lips came over her breast, then immediately melted into
the pleasure of it.

Arching her back she moaned, her eyes
popping open with the feeling of his tongue lapping at her nipple.

His tongue sent waves of fire over her body, making her
wetter than she had ever been in her life, and as he ran the point of his fang
over the tightened bud she began to throb between her thighs for the first time
in her life.

Instinctively she began to rock her hips, desperately
wanting him to touch her beneath her panties. Her body was writhing underneath
his hands as she prayed he understood what she needed. She had never wanted a
man so badly in all her life; every heart beat, every breath, every throb of
her core called out to him.

Within seconds he nudged her thighs apart.

Tessa felt intoxicated, her head swimming in the moment,
her body obeying his touch without the need of her own thoughts. Obediently she
opened her legs, spreading herself for him, her breath catching in her throat
as she tried to imagine what his hands would feel like on her most private
area. 

“Oh my god…” she muttered feverishly, unable to stay
quiet as his hands slid over her.

“I haven’t even started yet,” he chuckled sinfully.

~

Tessa gasped aloud at the sensation of his finger
brushing ever so lightly across her clit. He began teasing her with barely
there
strokes across the heat of her most intimate part,
making her writhe underneath him and lust for more.

 “I want to take my time with you,” he whispered,
his breath hot against her aching breast, “I’m going to pleasure you until you
can’t take it anymore, until your lungs are seizing up, and your body’s on
fire.”

“I feel like that now,” she moaned, her own voice
sounding strange to her.

“I’ve wanted to touch you for so long,” he growled, then
took her nipple lightly between his teeth.

She moaned and arched her back, feeling hot and tense
everywhere as he began rhythmically rubbing his finger tips over her wet
swollen clit. In one swift motion he ripped her underwear off of her as easily
as tearing a sheet of paper in half.

“My panties,” she gasped not really giving a damn about
them, but shocked that he had literally ripped them off of her body.

“I’ll buy you new ones,” he grunted, tossing the scrap
of fabric away from them,
then
set his mouth back to
work on her breasts.

The muscles in her calves began to twitch and contract
as he moved his fingers lower, then without warning he plunged two of them
inside of her, causing her to scream out his name at the sudden intrusion.

For a moment her body was so tight around him she
thought she wouldn’t be able to bear it, but then he slowly slid his fingers
back and forth, in and out of her, and her body stretched for him like he was
always meant to be there.

As he continued to rhythmically enter her body, she
moaned and cried out in a way she had never done before; guttural sounds mixed
between quick gasping breaths.

Her body was melting, heat flooding through her, her
muscles contracting, moments away from having the first orgasm she had ever
experienced from another person.

Faster than her mind could keep up, he moved.

Her breath caught in her throat as he placed his body
between her legs. She was ready.

 “I want to taste you Tessa,” he purred, sending a
shiver up her spine.

Their eyes locked as he lowered himself down between her
thighs, and all she could see was the blazing heat of his gaze.

“Tell me you want this,” he commanded, his eyes
practically glowing with lust, his lips inches away from her wet flesh.

“I do,” she gasped immediately, desperation and need
soaking her voice, she wanted it with every fiber of her being.

 A wicked grin slid across his face as his hands
traveled up the back of her thighs, then spread her wide.

Breathing was
impossible,
her
throat was like sand paper. She had never let a man go down on her before, had
never bared her body like this, but she realized she didn’t feel the least bit
shy. Something instinctually told her that she would always be safe with him.

When he placed his velvet tongue over her hot wet clit,
all the sound and movement in the world stopped; she screamed out his name and
filled her fingers with his thick hair, her voice sounding worlds away.

As he began to lap her with his tongue a thousand volts
of electricity ran through her body, reanimating everything. She twisted her
fingers into his hair as an orgasm rushed through her like a freight train.

He had barely begun to taste her, but she couldn’t help
it, she had never experienced anything so agonizingly sweet. Her toes clenched
and shook as her body contracted, her muscles clenching and releasing while he
lapped at her.

She couldn’t catch her breath, even after the muscle
spasms stopped. Slowly she unclenched her fingers from the back of his head,
and
laid
for minutes just breathing, watching as the
fall breeze swayed the leaves in the trees above her, and the clouds slowly drifted
across the moon.

Nothing had ever felt so good. When she had given up her
virginity the whole experience had been over in less than eight minutes, and
she was thoroughly convinced she hadn’t missed anything special when it came to
sex.

 Now she realized there was a whole amazing world
of pleasure and lust that she had missed out on.

“That was incredible,” she finally sighed, “I’ve never
felt anything like that.”

 “That’s because no man can give you the pleasure
that I can Tessa,” he planted small possessive kisses along the inside of her
thigh, “no man will ever be able to make you feel the way that I can, and I
want you to remember that. I want you to remember this night.”

She couldn’t even begin to process what he was saying,
her body was still lost in the pleasure of the orgasm, and she didn’t think her
mind would ever come out of the fevered fog it was in.

“Come lay with me,” she patted the place next to her
when she realized he still hadn’t moved from between her thighs.

“Oh no, I’m not done with you yet,” he chuckled lowly,
“you came so fast I hardly got to have any fun.”

“What?” she blurted out, her eyes popping open from
their dream like state.

Before she could even think about objecting his mouth
was on her again; tasting every inch of her.

A hiss ripped out of her lips as his tongue circled her
clit, making her knees shake, her hands returned to the back of his head and
she held on for dear life. She didn’t care anymore about trying to be feminine
or sexy, she flexed her fingers roughly against his scalp, twisting and pulling
at his hair as he flicked his tongue over her clit.

He lowered his tongue and speared it deep inside of her,
tasting her sweet moist flesh as he listened to her moan. Her eyes fluttered as
the sensation washed over her, so firm and powerful, softer than his fingers,
but leagues more intimate.

Casstiel felt another of her orgasms coming on and
quickly pulled his tongue out of her tight body, bringing it back up to her
clit. He wanted this orgasm to take longer and come on stronger; she wouldn’t
get off as easily this time.