Authors: Cassandra Gannon
“Now.”
It was an order.
The
guy always had a one track mind. Typically, it was fixed on getting his stupid
crown. Right now, it was all about having her do hot and dirty things to his
incredible
body.
Jane
whimpered at the feel of him straining beneath her. If she sank down Slade
would be inside of her and it would be… incredible. She tried to tug her
wrists free, but he wasn’t letting go. She should’ve known he’d want to dominate
in bed. Kings liked obedience. Jesus, she
really
liked this, too. She
had no idea she was into bondage until she met up with the Vampire. She wanted
him to hold her down and make her beg.
Still,
she made one last effort to get through to him. “Listen, when you’re better, I
promise
you can do whatever you want to me, okay? I’ll happily go along
with all kinds of kinky shit. I swear, Slade.”
“Now,
Jane.” He arched his hips to brush her core with the crown of his erection.
She
bit her lower lip, trying to stay strong. He wasn’t going to go any further
until she okayed it. Not even in his current frenzy. She completely trusted
him in that. So she could just refuse and then…
His
forehead dipped forward to rest against hers. “Please, my One.” He breathed.
His lips found hers, coaxing and sweet. “I need you so much.”
Oh
shit. There was no way she could resist that.
“Now.”
She surrendered and slowly lowered herself onto him. Her eyes stayed locked on
his as she eased down. “Tell me what you want and you can have it, Slade. You
know that. Just don’t hurt yourself.”
His
hand came up to tangle in her hair, holding on like she might try to slip
away. “Not want.
Need
. I need all of you.”
She
slid forward at the harsh command, taking his even deeper. Her eyes dipped
down as her body yielded to his. She wasn’t a submissive person, but this game
was jacking up her desire to even greater heights. “Like that?”
“
Yes.
”
His head went back, his expression rapturous. “Mine.” His jaw locked, his
voice darker than she’d ever heard it. “
Finally
.”
God
she could orgasm just from his rasping tone. Sex with him was so good, she
couldn’t believe it. It just wasn’t possible for something to be this fucking
incredible
.
“Yours.” She panted, knowing that was what he wanted to hear. And it was
completely true. Who else could ever compare to this man? “Are you sure
you’re okay to do this?”
Blue
eyes burned into hers. His free hand stopped touching her long enough to reach
over his shoulder and yank the arrow from his back like it was a splinter. “The
wounds won’t kill me.” His lips found hers again, tossing the arrow aside. “But,
if I can’t have you now, I will die.”
Only
Slade could get away with dialogue that cheesy. Jane chuckled and kissed him
back, starved for the taste of him. “So, have me. You’re the king, remember?
You can do anything you want.”
Oh,
he liked that remark. Slade shifted his hips, driving into her as deep as he
could go and she cried out. He gave a snarl of pleasure at the sound. “You
are my soul, Jane. It’s not just something that you give me. It’s
you
.
It’s the way I feel about
you
.”
“Uh-huh.”
Jane was barely listening to him. She couldn’t focus on anything except the
heat. She could feel Slade throbbing deep inside of her and she
had
to
move. She was so close to release that she could taste it, but he was holding
her still. “Please.” She whispered needing release.
“Please
what?
”
“What?”
She couldn’t think. He was so big that he stretched places she hadn’t even
known existed. She bit back a sob. If he would just
move
, she could…
“Please,
sire.
” He breathed into her ear. “That’s how you address a king,
Jane.”
Jane’s
gaze flashed back to his in surprise and Slade had the audacity to smirk. He
was teasing her. God, that was adorable. “You’re supposed to be a hero.” She
reminded him breathlessly, playing along. “A hero wouldn’t say something so
kinky to a damsel in distress.”
“Are
you in distress?” Now that he was inside of her, he seemed calmer, like he was
reassured. “Don’t worry. I’m fair to
all
my subjects. My Eternal-One
insists on it. She has a very soft heart.” He lifted her slightly and then
dropped her down again, eliciting a moan of pleasure. “In fact, every bit of
her is soft.”
“I’m
going to get you for this later, you know.” She gasped.
Slade
looked thrilled to hear that. “Gods, I hope so. But, right now, you’re so
tight, Jane. I can feel how close you are. Just two little words.”
He
wasn’t going to relent. She loved it. “Please, sire.” She asked seductively.
“Again.”
Slade released her hands to grip her hips, guiding her movements. Rewarding
her with several deep strokes.
This
game was turning her on so much she might just die. “Please, sire. More.”
“Yes.”
He lowered his face to the curve her neck, his fangs scraping against her
hammering pulse. His teeth sank deep and Jane almost blacked out from ecstasy.
His hands came up to squeeze her breasts together, measuring their weight. It
didn’t take a mind reader to know that he was planning to do all kinds of unchivalrous
things with them.
The
hero of this movie was going
bad
.
It
was incredible.
Jane
tilted her head so he could have better access and rode him up and down. “Slade,
I’m going to come.” She couldn’t hold on much longer.
“Not
yet.” He shifted again so she couldn’t get the last bit of friction she
needed. “Not yet, my One. It has to be together.”
She
bit back a curse as he stopped her release. “Are you sure you’re not the
villain of this movie?”
“I
am about to be.” He lifted his head, his eyes still not completely clear.
“Wizard-Warlocks need consent before they claim their mates. Vampires do
not.” He lifted up a piece of obsidian from the ground and made a small gash
in her palm.
A
drop of blood pooled and Jane blinked. “Hey, what are you…?”
“You
do not wish to drink from me, so this is the only way. Don’t worry. It will
heal in a moment.” He sliced his own hand, much deeper than he’d cut her. “I
did not want to do it this way, but the Dark Instincts are beyond my control. It
is the best way to protect you. The only way.”
Jane’s
eyes widened, panic fissuring through her sensual haze. Hang on, was he doing
that Eternal-Bonding thing? Could he do that? “You can’t do that!”
“I
can
do it.” He assured her. “No one can stop me from claiming my
Eternal-One. Not even my Eternal-One.”
Definitely,
not
Hollywood love scene dialogue.
So
why was it making her feel safe? Like maybe Slade wasn’t going to make her
jump off that bridge, after all. Like maybe he was going to climb up to meet
her. He slammed their palms together, so their blood joined, and Jane yelped
in surprise.
…Or
maybe he was going to push her off.
“I’m
sorry.” He told her, not sounding sorry. “I will not lose you, no matter what
I must do.”
“It
won’t work.” She frantically shook her head. “I’m
not
the heroine.”
“Then,
we are a perfect match. I told you, I am not feeling much like the hero.”
“You’re
not
acting
like it, either. This is crazy, Slade!”
He
shrugged, unrepentant about his sudden heel-turn. “If you’re right, and you
are not my Eternal-One, then nothing will happen and you can gloat about how
smart you are.” He dipped his head to nuzzle the curls at her temple. “If
I’m
right, then you and I will be linked forever.” His voice got deeper. “And
Jane?”
“Yeah?”
She got out, her eyes glazing over. It was really, really hard to concentrate
on arguing when he was inside of her, but as soon as she’d recovered her normal
brain functions, she was going to clobber him.
“I
am Slade, King of the Vampires.” His teeth grazed her ear. “I’m
always
right.”
She
sucked in a quick breath as he took control of their pace. Supporting most of
her weigh, he thrust into her, again and again. Her mouth opened in a silent
scream. He
was
going to shove her over the edge, only she had no idea
what was down there. “
I can’t, Slade!
”
Slade
stopped. Their bodies were still intertwined, but he wasn’t moving. No matter
what either of them said, he could never be anything but a hero. She could see
the strain he was under, but he wasn’t going to push her.
…And
that was enough to calm most of her fears.
He
waited. “Do you want me to continue?” He finally asked, as seconds ticked by.
Did
she want him to continue?
Jane
swallowed. “You don’t understand the risk you’re asking me to take.” She
whispered, trying to think. Damn it, she wanted to be brave enough to jump. She
just didn’t know what would happen if she let go. Could she really do this?
What if it all went wrong?
Slade’s
hand was still clasped to hers, their fingers locked. “There
is
no
risk.” His voice was low and desperate. “Even if we somehow
weren’t
Eternal-Ones, you are still the only woman I would
ever
want.”
“But,
the kingdom…”
“Means
nothing
compared to you. I am completely and totally in love with
you
,
Jane Squire. Just you.”
What
did he just say?
Her
damp eyes flew to his, shocked by the calm pronouncement.
Slade
seemed amused by her astonishment. “Did you not notice my feelings? Everyone
else has, I assure you. I am not a subtle man.”
She
gaped at him. He loved her?
“You
have consumed me from the second I first saw you in that grocery store and
nothing will ever change that.” His free hand touched the side of her face. “You
are not taking a chance with me. We are a
sure thing,
no matter what
this ritual does. Just have a little faith.”
Jane
stared at him. Slade stared back, waiting for some kind of response. Too bad
for him words were totally beyond her current capabilities.
“This
is the part where you tell me what you want.” He prompted after a long moment.
“You say I don’t ask you that enough and you are right. It isn’t egotism,
though. It’s fear. I am always worried that you’ll tell me good-bye, so I try
to push ahead and drag you with me. I will not do that anymore. It’s your
choice, Jane.” He eased away from her. “Do you wish me to stop? Because I
will stop if…”
Jane
jumped.
Yanking
him back, her mouth sealed over his. Her hands grabbed his body closer, trying
to be careful of his wounds, but mostly just wanting him as hard and deep as he
could go. She was plummeting towards the unknown, but she wasn’t afraid. Hell,
why would she be? Wherever she was headed, Slade was going with her and he
wasn’t going to let her go splat.
“Oh,
thank gods.” Slade groaned, kissing her back like he was wild for her.
“Releasing you may have been beyond even my strength. You are so beautiful and
I am so in love with you, Jane. Do not ever leave me. I would be nothing
without you.” He pistoned inside of her and the words washed over her and
there was no way Jane could hold back.
“
Slade!
”
Her
orgasm was powerful enough to drag him down, too. Slade gave a roar as he
erupted inside of her, his arms tightening around her body, like he’d never let
her go. Jane arched towards him, as waves of pleasure crashed through her
system. The wonder of it went on and on. It was like nothing she’d ever
experienced. As the wracking pleasure eased into small aftershocks, she looked
at Slade…
…and
knew she’d come home.
He
wasn’t exactly a cute little bungalow with red shudders, but he was right where
she belonged.
He
was the place she’d been looking for. She’d been an
idiot to doubt this guy.
Slade,
King of the Vampires was always right.
Jane’s
dazed eyes met his and she saw him smile. She felt something in her palm, the
blood they’d shared growing hotter, but she barely noticed. Whether or not
they bonded didn’t matter nearly so much, now that she knew the truth.
“Slade,
I…”
She
didn’t get to finish her words. A dark shape moved behind Slade. Not one of
the ghostly Shadowmen, but a person. A guy with emo hair and tunic embroidered
with the words, “I
AM
the Band, Bitches.”
“Do
you feel lucky Vampire?” He shrieked, lunging forward.
Roland.
There was no one else it could be.
Jane
saw the glint of metal in his hand and her heart stopped. He was going to stab
Slade! “
No
.” She cried.