that reassuring truth in his thoughts.
She was getting better and better at sifting through his amazing memories, and knew he was reading her life story just as she was doing with him. He smiled indulgently at her when he caught her at it, often hugging her close and distracting her with kisses and nips that turned into bites and very nice orgasms.
They were getting better at that too. They made love everywhere in her little house, then moved to Ian’s more secure home so he could spend the day in complete safety. Sometimes she had to go to work, and she hated the separation as much as she knew he did, but they were joined so fully now, all she had to do was think of him and he was there, in her mind.
The feeling was incredibly comforting. Of course, he played little games too, turning her on with his words and the lascivious images he would send to her, all while she was at work with no way to ease the ache he stirred in her. She teased him back, though, and gave almost as good as she got.
One night, she was working the late shift when Ian started his teasing and she turned the tables. Ten minutes later, he locked her in her small office at the hospital, drew the shades and spread her wide on the edge of her desk. His cock was surging into her before she could even utter a protest. He could move unnaturally fast when the need arose.
Only after he’d seated himself within her tight depths did he allow her to speak.
“Know what happens when you tease the beast, sweetheart?” He forged into her as one hand held her hips, the other plucking hard at her nipples.
Jena shook her head in answer to his teasing question.
“You get bitten.” He licked over her sensitive neck, preparing her.
Jena cried out. “Harder, Ian!” She tried to keep her voice low, but knew she was getting a little carried away. Ian always had that effect on her.
He answered her pleas, stroking in deep with each thrust until she was moaning against his chest, propped up by his strong arms. Her legs wrapped around his waist, claiming him as he moved his head down to kiss her lips. He trailed down her chin to her throat, sinking his fangs in deep as he thrust her to completion.
Ian was only a moment behind as he sipped at her amazing blood, licking her and relishing the essence of the one woman in all the world who could complete him. He was facing the door when he lifted his head, his cock still spurting within his woman. He licked his lips, knowing they were stained with her rich, red blood, and caught a flicker of movement out of the corner of his eye.
The door was open only a sliver, but it was enough for Ian to see the Dick on the other side, spying on them. Doctor Dick Schmidt let the door close, but not before Ian got a good look at him. The piss-ant was a voyeur, it seemed, and he’d gotten an eyeful.
Ian pulled out and cleaned up a bit, helping Jena set herself to rights. He kissed her softly as he made sure she could stand on her own.
“Will you be all right? There’s something I have to take care of.”
Jena nodded weakly, sinking down into her leather executive chair. She looked thoroughly fucked and Ian had to suppress the grin of satisfaction seeing her this way always gave him.
“Where are you going?”
Ian sighed. He didn’t want her to know that he planned to silence the other man. By death, if necessary.
“Doctor Dick saw us. The little pervert must’ve unlocked your door and was peeking inside when I saw him.”
“I gave him a key for emergencies. Not to spy on me!” Though she flushed with embarrassment, her words were practical as she drew in a calming breath. “What are you going to do to him?”
“Anything I have to.”
Silence reigned for a moment before she stood and straightened her skirt. “I’ll go with you. We should check his office first. It’s two floors up.”
Ian said not a word as she led the way to Dick Schmidt’s office. When they arrived it was to find the good doctor dialing
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