for my dick?”
She opened her mouth and he plunged until he hit the back of her throat. “You have no idea what it’s like to have someone who looks like you, staring up from sucking my cock. It’s fucking amazing.”
Drawing him deep, she tasted his saltiness, which encouraged her to crave his blood even more. He inhaled in that familiar way, scenting her need, as Blythe’s thighs grew slick with her arousal.
“Ah.” His smile was radiant, breathing her in, enjoying her mouth. “Be careful what you wish for.” Fangs draped his bottom lip. “I’ll hold you to it, moja láska.” Pumping those narrow hips her way, he rode out her mouth, and she couldn’t get enough of him. “I know what you need.” He smeared another drop of blood on her upper lip, stirring her escalating hunger. “Bite down and you’ll get what you want, hungry vampiress.” Sliding his sex across her tongue, he groaned with the delicious friction. Pressing her hands flat against his lower stomach, she felt his muscles ripple and then bulge under his gear, ignoring the alien blades to enjoy the feel of him. “ Bite me . I dare you.”
So she did, right on his wide head. Semen shot out right along with his blood, filling her deeply and she didn’t waste a drop.
“Ah!” Tendons strained in his neck, his chin rising to the ceiling. “Fire. Your flames burn, angel, all over me,” he said between pants, emptying the last of his release. “You’re the answer… to everything my body… yearns for.” For a moment, he stared down at her. For someone who had just climaxed, he appeared uncomfortable…torn. Vulnerable. “You’re my glue, Blythe.”
Abruptly, he pulled away, gliding to the bathroom. She heard the cabinet door open and then the water kick on. “Hey!” she snarled. Sixten was back with a dampened towel, cleaning her face before she took her next breath. “What gives? You’ve never left me hanging before, Six. It would take two seconds for me to lift off, so give up those seconds!” To her dismay, he adjusted her clothing impeccably, though his face appeared pained, and then brought her off the bed.
“You’re right,” he agreed softly. “I’ve never left you hanging, as you put it. However, this particular day, your orgasm doesn’t belong to me.” When she opened her mouth to ask what he was talking about, he added, “Or to you. There’s a creature that has waited centuries for it.”
“Bullshit!”
Sixten inhaled sharply, his fangs popping audibly. “Today, you’ll have plenty of time to talk through all your concerns with Rock. I’ve pleaded my case, Blythe.” Briefly, he closed his eyes, and when they reopened, they were bleak, weary. “Please, please , come to the right decision while I’m working.”
“I don’t appreciate being manipulated.”
“And I don’t enjoy manipulating you, even if it’s for your own good, saving your life,” he retorted acidly.
When she reached to pat her freshly nervous stomach, she noticed Kash standing in the threshold. Blythe’s mouth dropped open. Had he stayed at their home for the night? How much had he just seen?
“Blythe,” Kash whispered a greeting, and then cleared his throat. Walking across the floor, he lifted her right hand and kissed the inside of her wrist. “Rock isn’t the only one who needs to talk to you. I’d like to discuss something with you. Privately.”
“Okay?” It came out of her mouth as a question, because it was. She turned to Sixten, but he was ignoring them, sliding long blades in his boots.
“When you get home, then?” Lowering her wrist, he brushed his thumb across its pulse point before letting go.
“Sure, Kash, but is everything okay?” She remembered Sixten going after him last night after Rock’s encouragement.
“It is now.” Then he said to Sixten, “Sorry, Six, they’re waiting for us.”
“I know. I’ll meet you there.” Then Sixten stood in front of her, pushing a new cell phone in her palm.
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