She nodded. He threw his head back. His thrusts were too powerful. Too Hard. Driving his cock too far inside her body. Touching her where she’d never been touched before. Taking her to a height of pleasure she had never known existed. She reached for his shoulders and hung on to him as the pressure and heat built into an uncontrollable explosive force. Crying out his name she gripped his shoulders hard. She’d never had an orgasm take her with such force. Her body detonated. Shattered with pleasure.
At the same moment, he slammed into her one last time. He shouted or rather roared when his release came upon him. She knew it was just as explosive as hers. She felt her inner muscles convulsing around his cock as he went completely still. His eyes darkened over. His mouth half opened, he stared into her eyes as jet after jet of his hot semen streamed into her body. She’d never seen such an expression on a man’s face. He looked shocked. She would never forget the way he looked at her in that moment.
Arms buckling he held his weight on his elbow. Wrapping her arms around him she held him to her as she fought to catch her breath and listened to his ragged breaths from over her head. He lifted his body and began to pump his hips as he kissed her. He built another firestorm of hot pleasure with slow, long strokes. The way he kissed her nearly brought tears to her eyes. It was the tenderest kiss ever. It seemed to put her under a spell.
Still moving his hips slowly, he leaned back and stared down at her. “Are you okay?”
She couldn’t believe he was still so hard and swollen, still wanting her. He should’ve rolled off her body and went sleep when it was over. Beneath her fingers she felt his muscles bunching. “I’m doing much better than just okay. Your body is incredible. You’re amazing, Eli. Everything about you is astounding.”
“From the inside out you’re the most picture-perfect woman, Kara. You’re a miracle to me.” It seemed odd to be getting compliments now that he’d had her. She wasn’t picture-perfect at all. She even had a few unsightly stretch marks. And a miracle? That was definitely an exaggeration. They were all things she would’ve expected him to say before they’d had sex. To get sex. Not after. Never after. He should’ve been completely satisfied. He should’ve rolled over and went to sleep, but she felt his sexual excitement rising higher and higher with each time he pushed into her. It was perplexing. His actions were out-and-out puzzling. His huge, still hard as nails, cock was weird and wonderful all at the same time. “You’re a beautiful miracle to me and always will be. I plan to do whatever it takes to make you believe it.”
Giving her no warning he pulled out of her. On his knees he lifted her and flipped her over onto her belly, and then gripping her hips he pulled her up onto her hands and knees. He didn’t wait. He buried his cock to the hilt with one savage thrust. “And I will never get enough of you. Consider yourself warned.” Holding her hips he pulled her back to meet each thrust. He was pounding into her. Slamming his cock deep. He moved harder, faster.
Once again she was so close to detonating. The heat and the friction were driving her insane. She was at the edge of total bliss, lingering there for an eternity, so close to tumbling over it. “We can’t do this right now.” She almost screamed in protest when he slowed his pace. She was so afraid he stop. “This is a bad idea. I should…aw fuck. I can’t do this.”
***
Eli had known it would be difficult to abstain from exchanging blood with her, but he had no idea the need to bite her, and to taste her blood would ride him so hard. He was blown away by the need, by the thirst he was being subjected to.
In truth, he’d never even considered a blood exchange during any sexual encounter. It was the ultimate act of intimacy, reserved only for mates; unless blood loss had turned into a life or death situation. In time they would exchange blood. She was his mate. It was inevitable. It was the only way to bring her into his world, but doing it at that moment would be a mistake. She was human. Her ways were very different from his. He wanted their first time together to be a perfect memory in her mind.
The need in him rose as he leaned forward and kissed her neck and shoulders. He’d slowed his pace in an attempt to regain control, but it wasn’t working. He didn’t want to stop. He also didn’t want to do anything that was certain to scare the hell out of her, but he was so damned thirsty for her blood. He reluctantly pulled out of her, and then he rolled her over onto her back.
She blinked up at him, and then reached for him. “I feel it in you. You want to bite me. You want to take my blood into your body when you cum.”
He needed to distance himself from her to gain control, but he allowed her to pull him down to her. “I won’t lie to you. I do want your blood, but don’t worry, I won’t do it.” He whispered as he lowered his body between her legs.
“Will it change me? I mean, will it make me be like you?”
“Only in the movies. If I had rabies you might end up with that if I bit you,” he teased. “To bring you into my world you would need to take my blood.”
“I want you to do it, Eli. I want you to bite me.”
Entering her body slowly, he shook his head. “It isn’t necessary.”
Her fingers, gently massaging in scalp, were tangled in his hair. “It is to me. I want to give you whatever you need from me. I don’t want to look back at this night knowing you were disappointed for any reason. I want to give you all the pleasure you’ve given me.”
“There’s no reason for you to even consider worrying about disappointing me. You’ve already given me more pleasure than I’ve ever known. I don’t have to do it right now.”
“You’ve met and surpassed every desire I’ve ever had. I know that taking my blood is something you really want to do. It seems strange and I won’t lie…a bit icky to me, but I’m not afraid of it. Tonight I chose to be with you, knowing that you’re not human, and that you think and act differently than I do. I knew that you might want something out of the ordinary of me. I’m not afraid of you. I need you to take my blood to make this night a perfect memory.” She turned her head to the left and exposed her right shoulder and her neck.
The temptation of her offering was too much to resist. As she lifted her hips to meet his every thrust, he bent his head and trailed kisses from the corner of her mouth to her jaw. By the time his lips reached her neck she was so close to climaxing that she was whimpering for release and arching her entire body against his. His cock was throbbing, aching deliciously as he pumped his hips. He was so close. He couldn’t hold it back anymore. His lips moved from her neck to her shoulder, his teeth nipping as his mouth slowly journeyed back up to her neck where he sank his teeth.
She screamed his name as pain turned to darkly erotic pleasure. He felt her entire body shatter with his. Her sheath tightened and released in steady spasms as he emptied himself deep inside her. All the while he suckled greedily as the taste of her sweet blood exploded in his mouth. He felt her blood mix with his. Perfectly. Completely. He felt it weaving an unbreakable bond between them. He would never be alone. He would never be the same. She was a part of him now, until the end of time.
He needed to finish the exchange. He needed her to take his blood. He had to fully bind them together, but he knew better than to approach it just yet. She wouldn’t be willing. He could take control of her mind and force her to do it. She would never know, but he wouldn’t. He wouldn’t do it that way. He would wait. Eventually, she would want to taste his blood. Instincts would kick in and she would want to take his blood into her body to complete their bond.
With a swipe of his tongue he closed the wound with the natural healing agents in his saliva. When she turned her head and met his gaze, he realized he might have taken too much blood. Her eyes were glassed over and she appeared to be having trouble focusing on his face. “How do you feel?”
Slowly parting her lips she smiled at him. “Absolutely wonderful. And you?”
“I’ve never felt better.” Satisfied that she was okay, he rolled over and collapsed onto his back. He’d sort of w
ished he’d taken too much of her blood. It would’ve forced him to give his blood to her.
“I won’t go there so forget about it. Drinking blood is not my thing. And it will never be.” She turned her head to look at him. “Was it good for you?”
“Good?” He pulled her up so that her head was resting on top of his chest, and then he wrapped his arms around her. “Babe, good doesn’t even come close to describing how wonderful it was.”
“I agree.” She yawned as she snuggled up even closer to him. “It was pretty damn great for a one night stand.”
He knew she was reminding him that they were going their separate ways in the morning, but he wasn’t going to ruin the moment by arguing with her. In all honesty, there wouldn’t be any quarrel. He wasn’t letting her go. “Sweet dreams.”
He was in a state of perfect tranquility. All that he’d ever wanted was safe in his arms. He kissed the top of her head as he pulled her leg over his waist. Savoring the way her body was wrapped around his he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
~Fourteen~
IN THE ABANDONED factory across from the hotel where Kara was staying, Jeremy Lang watched her room. He’d come too close to opening the door before he realized Eli was with her. He would’ve received a serious ass kicking if he’d entered the room. As a matter of fact, he’d barely made it away from the door before the pack descended upon him.
Jeremy immediately called Wes, the local he had in place to take the pack from Samuel so he could and hand it over to Mary. Wes claimed that Eli killed Samuel within minutes of confronting him. To say he was disappointed would’ve been a huge understatement. He was utterly screwed. Mary would refuse to work with him anymore until he secured the pack for her. He’d been convinced it wouldn’t take Wes much longer. He figured a day or maybe two at the most. He couldn’t believe what had happened. He’d assumed Wes was close to taking over the pack, but he never had a hope in hell. Wes also claimed that the original pack refused to allow them to intervene on Samuel's behalf. That meant one thing; Samuel never truly had control of the pack. Eli had always been in charge of it.
He was pleased with his new assignment from Mary. Normally no self-respecting vampire ever agreed to babysit a human for any reason. They were a food source. Sometimes if a woman possessed sex appeal, he didn’t mind screwing one, but in the end he always slaughtered her to appease his thirst for blood and entertainment. Grace had amazing sex appeal. Many years ago he’d planned to use her more than once before killing her, but Max stole her. Kara didn’t know it yet, but she was going to help him find her mom again.
Dealing with Leland was no easy matter. The man was an arrogant asshole. He actually believed he was in charge. Jeremy would rather kill him than deal with his bullshit for a moment longer, but if he didn’t he would piss Mary off and his plan to continue his transformation with demon blood would be shot to hell. She was the source of the blood. He didn’t know how she managed to imprison the demon, Zack Savage, but she’d done it.
She’d been draining the demon dry, dispersing his blood among several vampires. It was making them stronger. It gave them abilities they’d never had before. One day the blood would be so strong in them that they would rise up and destroy demons all around the world. Vampires would rule as they should have all along.
“The old woman gave you the key to Kara’s room, right?” Leland asked.
Jeremy didn’t even bother to turn to face him. “There’s no reason for you to be here. I really wish you would go away.”
“What are we waiting in this pigsty for?”
“As I said before, there is no reason for you to stick around. I am waiting because I can’t get to her right now.”
“Why?”
“She’s with a Lycan.”
“A what?”
“A werewolf.”
“You’re afraid of a wolf?” Leland laughed.
“He is not alone. The whole damned pack is watching the room.”
“Again, Mary gives me a vampire that can’t get the job done.”
Jeremy turned to face him. “I do not belong to Mary. She did not give me to you.” He held the key out. “If you want her right now open up the door and go inside and get her.”
“What about you?”
“I’ll stay right here and watch. If she’s his mate he knows you put a hit out on her. He also knows you had the baby’s father put a bullet in the back of her head. Seeing you get torn to shreds will be a great show.”
“What’s the plan?” Leland asked.
“You want to wait and do it my way?”
“Yes.”
“I’m waiting for help to arrive. When they get here and your daughter comes out of the room we will attack his pack hard and fast. We will kill as many wolves as possible and take your daughter. Once we have her I’ll hand her over to you.”
“What good will waiting do?”
“It will put them out in the open. We will divide the pack and separate her from Eli.”
“We should just get it over with.”
“Go ahead and give it a try, but I suggest that you don’t. Leave now. Go the shack. I’ll meet up with you in the morning.”
***
“Take a look at this.”
Mary took the DVD. “What’s on it?”
“Surveillance footage from the basement of the hospital the night Kara was rescued.”
“It doesn’t matter. We found her again. She’s dead.”
“I suggest you take a look at it. I promise it’s going to matter a hell of a lot to Leland when he sees it.”
“Are you trying to blackmail me?” she asked.
“We’ll discuss that after you watch it.”
Mary sat down at her desk and inserted the DVD into her laptop. “What’s your name?”
“Phillip Wicks.”
“That’s right. I thought you looked familiar. You were in the paper a few years ago. They called you a crooked investment advisor. Didn’t you lose everything? What about serving time? Did you get sentenced?”
“No. I was never convicted.”
“You flopped on the big guys, didn’t you?”
“Just watch the DVD.”
“Whatever.” Rage bursting in her she stared at the scene playing out. Demetri had stood guard over Kara until Mia and Joseph arrived. He’d actually healed Kara. “How did you get this?”
“It doesn’t matter. All that truly counts in this situation is how much you’re willing to pay to keep Leland from seeing it.”
“Being a business man I suppose you have other copies.”
Phillip nodded. “Of course.”
“What do you want for them?”
He smiled. “Revenge.”
“Against who?”
“Haden Drake.”
“He’s a demon, a powerful demon with a nasty temper. Then there is his big brother, Nikolas Drake, for you consider. Some say Nikolas is as old and as powerful as Demetri. You need to forget about it. You can’t kill Haden. You can’t hurt him. You would never even get close enough to him to touch him.”
“I don’t want Haden to die. I want him to live a very long life.”
“I’m confused.”
“Demetri is your backbone, which makes you an extremely powerful woman. Unless he doesn’t do what you tell him to do.”
Mary glanced down at her laptop. “He normally does as I wish.”
“He could get to Haden's wife and daughter. Command Demetri to them kill them.”
“That’s insane.”
“I’ll give you a few days to think about it. I suppose it’s a matter of figuring out what you have to lose if Leland sees the video.”
“The video doesn’t prove anything. There was no sound. Demetri likely planned to kill her, but he was stopped by Joseph and Mia.”
“He was guarding her. He was keeping her safe until they arrived. You saw him touch her. She was filled with heroin. She should never have regained consciousness. He removed the drugs from he
r system. He healed her. But why?”
“I don’t know.” Demetri was her greatest source of power, but he was also her greatest threat. He was quite possibly the most intelligent and powerful demon in existence. At over ten thousand years old, his supernatural abilities and powers were utterly perfected, enabling him to consistently, effortlessly use them with deadly precision. Attempting to control him was dangerous, but she couldn’t quit just yet. He didn’t even know the little bitch. With all he had to lose she couldn’t think of any reason for him to get involved in any way. She had to rein him in before he ruined everything.
“You sent him to help Kara.”
“Why would I do that?” she asked.
“I don’t know. I don’t care. Your problem is that Leland will care.”
As soon as she got possession of the videos, Phillip Wicks was going to die. “Please leave.”
“What’s your answer?”
“I’ll do it.”
“You’re a smart woman. I’ll hand the videos over to you as soon as it’s done.”
The moment he walked out of her office, Mary lost it. “Demetri!” Flying into a fit of unbridled rage, she lifted her desk and tossed it across the room as she headed for the door.
She needed to remind him of why he had no choice but to work with her rather than against her. She was too close to achieving perfect immortality. She had to remain in control of him for a little while longer or all would be lost. She glanced around the bar, but didn’t see him.
“What’s wrong?” her bartender asked.
“Where the hell is Demetri?”
“Beats me. I haven’t seen him since yesterday.”
“Where’s that little bitch he’s always hanging around?”
“Emily?”
“Yes. Where is she?”
“Actually I haven’t seen her either.”
~Fifteen~
STARTLED BY THE sound of the alarm on her cell phone, Kara woke up way too suddenly from the best ever erotic dream she’d ever had. After a frantic struggle to get untangled from the sheets twisted around her body, she leaned over and hit the snooze. Sitting up, she raised her arms over her head and stretched her back. “Where do you think you’re going?” A deep male voice whispered.
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