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feel like I gave you a heart attack.” I tried to make it sound like a joke, but the words escaped me high-pitched and a little frantic.
To please me, Stefan moved. His dick. While it was still inside of me.
“Asshole,” I muttered, earning a deep chuckle from him that I felt in my chest.
“I’m sorry I’m not more like your living lovers,” Stefan said, brushing his lips against my neck, sending cold chills down my arms.
“I’m not complaining,” I quickly said and then frowned. “Well, I’m not complaining about the sex. That was mind blowing and I wouldn’t change a thing. It’s just afterwards. You’re not out of breath. Your heart’s not pounding. It’s ... a little unnerving.”
Stefan leaned up so that he could look me in the eye. “While I might not show it, I am winded from our escapade. But if you give me a few moments, I’d be happy to give it another try. I am worried that you didn’t have enough orgasms.”
I laughed loudly, throwing my hands out to my sides. “You’re ridiculous. Any more and I would have had a heart attack or a stroke. As it is, I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to move again.”
“Then allow me to help you.”
Stefan carefully withdrew from my body and I swallowed a whimper. My body was sore, but it was a good sore. No, there was just something about the loss of that connection that had me instinctively reaching for him as if some primitive part of my brain was sure the man was going to disappear before my eyes. But he didn’t.
Standing at the side of the bed, Stefan scooped me up and laid me back in the bed with my head on my pillow. He then zoomed across the room in a blur, flicking off the light, before walking back to my bed. Slipping beneath the covers, Stefan gathered me close in his arms so that my head was now resting on his chest.
A contented sigh slipped from my lips and I laid my hand over his still heart. I shouldn’t have felt so comfortable lying naked in a bed with a creature such as Stefan. He was technically dead, drank blood, and was easily powerful enough to end my life with a snap of his fingers. Hell, he could have killed me with sex, and yet he didn’t. I might be a little bruised in the morning, but I wouldn’t have changed a single thing. Sex had been perfect with him and snuggling with him now was icing on the cake.
“Do you think sex has gotten better or worse since you became a vampire?” I asked sleepily. Thoroughly relaxed now, I could feel my fatigue starting to claim me, dragging me back toward unconsciousness but I didn’t want to sleep. I wanted to be awake for as long as Stefan was at my side.
His chest moved beneath my head as if he were laughing, but I didn’t hear him make a sound. “The sensations of sex have gotten better since becoming a nightwalker. Unfortunately, I find that I’m having sex far less frequently now that I’m no longer human.”
I made a scoffing noise in the back of my throat, but I didn’t bother to open my eyes. His hands were lazily moving up and down my back, making it difficult to fight off sleep. “I find it hard to believe that all the little female bloodsuckers are not fighting to get into your pants.”
“Lovely image, ma petite ,” Stefan said with a heavy dose of sarcasm. “Nightwalkers tend to spend more time trying to kill each other than fucking each other.”
“Fine, then the little human chicks.” I yawned. “I bet you walk into a nightclub and all the panties get wet.”
“Is that what happened to you when we first met?”
“Of course my panties were wet when we met. It was raining pretty hard.”
He snickered and the sound brought a smile to my lips. “Nice excuse.”
“Yeah, I thought so.”
A long silence slipped between us and I could feel myself starting to fall asleep. I tried to fight it, but I just couldn’t hold on. “Stefan,” I murmured softly. “Is this just a one-night stand?”
His hands tightened on me, pulling me a little tighter
To please me, Stefan moved. His dick. While it was still inside of me.
“Asshole,” I muttered, earning a deep chuckle from him that I felt in my chest.
“I’m sorry I’m not more like your living lovers,” Stefan said, brushing his lips against my neck, sending cold chills down my arms.
“I’m not complaining,” I quickly said and then frowned. “Well, I’m not complaining about the sex. That was mind blowing and I wouldn’t change a thing. It’s just afterwards. You’re not out of breath. Your heart’s not pounding. It’s ... a little unnerving.”
Stefan leaned up so that he could look me in the eye. “While I might not show it, I am winded from our escapade. But if you give me a few moments, I’d be happy to give it another try. I am worried that you didn’t have enough orgasms.”
I laughed loudly, throwing my hands out to my sides. “You’re ridiculous. Any more and I would have had a heart attack or a stroke. As it is, I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to move again.”
“Then allow me to help you.”
Stefan carefully withdrew from my body and I swallowed a whimper. My body was sore, but it was a good sore. No, there was just something about the loss of that connection that had me instinctively reaching for him as if some primitive part of my brain was sure the man was going to disappear before my eyes. But he didn’t.
Standing at the side of the bed, Stefan scooped me up and laid me back in the bed with my head on my pillow. He then zoomed across the room in a blur, flicking off the light, before walking back to my bed. Slipping beneath the covers, Stefan gathered me close in his arms so that my head was now resting on his chest.
A contented sigh slipped from my lips and I laid my hand over his still heart. I shouldn’t have felt so comfortable lying naked in a bed with a creature such as Stefan. He was technically dead, drank blood, and was easily powerful enough to end my life with a snap of his fingers. Hell, he could have killed me with sex, and yet he didn’t. I might be a little bruised in the morning, but I wouldn’t have changed a single thing. Sex had been perfect with him and snuggling with him now was icing on the cake.
“Do you think sex has gotten better or worse since you became a vampire?” I asked sleepily. Thoroughly relaxed now, I could feel my fatigue starting to claim me, dragging me back toward unconsciousness but I didn’t want to sleep. I wanted to be awake for as long as Stefan was at my side.
His chest moved beneath my head as if he were laughing, but I didn’t hear him make a sound. “The sensations of sex have gotten better since becoming a nightwalker. Unfortunately, I find that I’m having sex far less frequently now that I’m no longer human.”
I made a scoffing noise in the back of my throat, but I didn’t bother to open my eyes. His hands were lazily moving up and down my back, making it difficult to fight off sleep. “I find it hard to believe that all the little female bloodsuckers are not fighting to get into your pants.”
“Lovely image, ma petite ,” Stefan said with a heavy dose of sarcasm. “Nightwalkers tend to spend more time trying to kill each other than fucking each other.”
“Fine, then the little human chicks.” I yawned. “I bet you walk into a nightclub and all the panties get wet.”
“Is that what happened to you when we first met?”
“Of course my panties were wet when we met. It was raining pretty hard.”
He snickered and the sound brought a smile to my lips. “Nice excuse.”
“Yeah, I thought so.”
A long silence slipped between us and I could feel myself starting to fall asleep. I tried to fight it, but I just couldn’t hold on. “Stefan,” I murmured softly. “Is this just a one-night stand?”
His hands tightened on me, pulling me a little tighter
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