The Somerset Series: A Box Set: Books 2-4

by Isadora Brown

  "What was that?" Danielle asked, her brow furrowed. She didn't care that she sounded weak, she didn't care that she was still out of breath. "You keep changing your mind."

  "You're the one who left," he pointed out. Damn him, he didn't even sound breathless. She wanted to bring him to his knees, to cause him to react. "Back at my flat. You left because you chose to. Not because anyone told you to."

  "I left because you had no idea what to do when I started crying," Danielle told him. "You want to fuck me any which way but God forbid emotions get in the way. And I can't waste my time. I want what I want and you can't give that to me. And that's okay. Trust me, I would love-"

  Before she could finish, Alek leaped forward and took her cheeks in his hands, crushing his mouth against hers. He backed her up so her backside hit his desk and he opened her mouth with his tongue before Danielle could even prevent him from doing so. Her hands immediately went to his hair and her fingers ran through his blond locks and her eyes closed and she decided she would allow him to sweep her way. Because he kissed her in such a way that it was hard to say no. She let out a whimper and he growled at the sound.

  "You talk too much," he said against her lips.

  "I do," she agreed with a nod of her head. Her lips were focused on his bottom lip and how she wanted it on her body the way it was that hot September night. "I talk a lot."

  "You want this," he said, lifting her chin up. "You want more, yes. I cannot promise to give you anything but what I can. But it's more than what I normally give." He placed his hand on her throat and, using his long fingers, tilted her throat to the left so he had better access to her should he take advantage of it. "You have gotten under my skin, taken over my senses. In a class filled with beating hearts, yours is the only one I hear."

  Alek could be lying and there was no way Danielle would ever know. She didn't know if she believed him. She didn't know if she wanted to. All she knew was that he was right; she wanted him.

  "Are you going to tell me to stop?" he asked, perking his brow. His eyes were still dark and lust-filled but there was a clarity there that told her he would stop if she told him to. There was an awareness that he would actually listen to what she had to say if she told him the truth. "I'll stop right now if you say the word. But if you don't, I'm going to lock the door, bend you over my desk, and fuck you from behind so each time I walk into class, I smell your cunt."

  Danielle let a whimper out of her mouth before she could stop herself. All clarity vanished from Alek's eyes. In a flash, Alek was at the door to lock it before zooming back over to Danielle. It was over in less than a blink of an eye and he was back in front of her, his hands on her waist, gripping her with possessive want.

  "I'm going to fuck you with your clothes on," he told her. "I want you to scream my name. I want you to beg me for more. I want to feel your juices on my cock. I want to feel you break."

  With each word out of his mouth, Danielle felt her slip of a thong get wetter and wetter until she could no longer squeeze her pelvis muscles to stop it.

  He gripped her throat, causing her to step back so her behind hit the edge of the desk. His grip wasn't tight but it was noticeable enough to keep her rooted in place.

  "You are-"

  "If you say mine, I'm going to bring you to your knees until you weep my name," Danielle growled, her eyes narrowing into his. "I belong to no one. I will not bend just because you tell me to."

  Alek's lips curved up into a smirk of approval. "I knew there was something about you," he said lowly, more off-handedly than she expected from him. His eyes curved down her cheek and across her chin. "While I respect your independence, that doesn't mean I like to see anyone looking at you with lust in their eyes, undressing you with their eyes, remembering a different time."

  Danielle revealed her own smirk and quirked a brow. "Are you jealous?" she asked. "Of a human?"

  Alek reacted rather than responded. His canines popped out and he growled at the mere insinuation that he was jealous.

  "I will never be jealous of a human," he said, spitting out the word like it was a piece of food that had gotten stuck in his tooth the day before. "But that doesn't mean anyone has a right to look at you that way."

  "Except you?" she challenged.

  He shrugged but nodded nonetheless.

  "Perhaps it isn't fair," he agreed, "but I can't bring myself to care."

  "And you?" Danielle asked, cocking her head to the side. Alek placed both hands on either side of the desk so she was trapped. She couldn't get around him and he didn't seem to be in any hurry to move anytime soon. "Are you allowed to be with whomever you want or are you mine and mine alone?"

  "I don't do monogamy," he told her, his eyes hard and intense. "It makes no sense for a vampire to bond themselves to a human for the rest of that human's life. We literally live forever. Can you imagine what it would be like to be with the same person for the rest of your life forever? However," he said, leaning toward her so she had to lean back. "There are those vampires who do give up everything or who change their mates into vampires so forever isn't so lonely. I don't mind being alone. But that doesn't mean I'm closed off to the idea of company."

  "Stop talking in circles and just answer me," she told him, her green eyes flashing so she could hold his with confidence. "You can fuck me on your desk right now or you can let me walk away. Either way, we can't go on playing this game and walking the line. Maybe it works for you but not for me."

  Alek clenched his jaw. He wasn't angry, just pensive.

  Danielle felt her heart hammering against her chest, and she knew he could sense it with his ridiculously good supe hearing as well. He seemed curious by the sound and tilted his head in her direction, as though to get more acquainted with the sound.

  "Why is your heart beating so loudly?" he asked. He seemed genuinely curious, his eyes still filled with lust but much more aware than they typically were.

  "I." Danielle swallowed, her thrust suddenly growing dry. "I'm worried about what you're going to say."

  This seemed to puzzle him, considering the fact that he furrowed his brow and tilted his head once more. "What do you think I'm going to say?" he asked.

  Danielle had no idea why she was being so honest with him. Wasn't it expected of her to hide her feelings, keep her heart hidden rather than having it on her sleeve for everybody to see? Maybe because she was over playing these games, maybe because she just wanted to be honest with someone about how she really felt. Either way, she had no trouble telling him the truth.

  "I think you're going to tell me that while it's been fun, you're not willing to commit to anyone, even if it's just sex," she told him. "For now."

  "You think it would be so easy to give you up?" he asked, furrowing his brow even deeper. He reached out and traced her bottom lip with his thumb. "You're a curious creature, you know that?" He snarled. “You're also a fool."

  Without warning, he slammed her against the desk so she was on her back, lying down before him and his mouth was on top of her, leaning over her. At first, pain shot through her but it quickly disappeared as her thighs moistened due to Alek's domineering ministrations. It was a good thing he kept a relatively clear desk because lying on top of papers would be uncomfortable and take away from the pleasure he was giving her.

  "I refuse to give you up so quickly," he told her after breaking away from her.

  He slid his hands up her thighs, long, low caresses that caused goosebumps to break out in his wake. It was almost like watching dominoes topple over. He continued upward until he reached the inside of her thighs. When his knuckles brushed the folds of her core, she let out a gasp. Pain and pleasure shot through her pelvis. It was almost too much to take.

  His fingers curled against her thong and slid it down her legs. The coolness against her folds caused her to hiss and his lips curled into a smooth grin as he disposed of her undergarment. He didn't even look to see where he dropped the piece of clothing. His entire focus was on her and his
fingers went back to her core.

  He slid one finger inside of her and he grunted when he found out just how badly she desired him. His eyes flashed into hers, almost accusingly. She let out a moan when his finger buried into her and without meaning to, she clenched her pelvis muscles together, giving his finger a gentle squeeze.

  He pulled out his finger and Danielle watched in awed fascination as he put it into his mouth. Her brow furrowed as she watched him enjoy sucking up her juices like some kind of animal.

  "Impeccable," he murmured once he was finished. "As usual."

  His hand reached for his belt and undid it before sliding down his slacks so his sizable member spring free. It dripped from the tip, as though it had been waiting for this moment and couldn't hold back any longer. Alek's hands found Danielle's knees and she spread her legs apart so he had better access to her, and slowly, torturously slow, he slid himself into her, impaling her with his length.

  She gasped, spreading her legs even further to make room for him. He didn't give her a chance to get used to him. He started thrusting hard and fast. His right hand reached between her legs and started caressing her clit.

  It wasn't long before she came on him fast and hard. He followed soon after.

  Alek didn't give her a moment to catch her breath before he said, "Come back to my place."

  13

  Danielle had no idea what they were doing. She had no idea what this was. All she knew was that she wanted more of Alek. She wanted him now, in whatever way she could get him. She could put her feelings away for now. This wasn't about distracting herself. This wasn't about feeling attractive or needing to run away from her problems. There was more to this than that. She wanted to be fucked by Alek. It was simple, it was what she wanted, it was something she had in her hand.

  By the time they made it back to his penthouse, Alek slammed her back against the wall next to the elevator and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She could already feel how hard he was, despite the fact that they finished less than an hour before. She let out a grunt of pleasure as sharp twinges of pain occupied her skin and temporarily paralyzed her but she didn't care. God, she didn't care. Not when he felt so good against her and she was already so wet for him. Just the thought of him being inside her caused her pelvis muscles to twitch in anticipation, knowing she would be more than taken care of in the next couple of hours.

  "Fuck, you make me insatiable," Alek murmured against her pulse, teasing her skin with his teeth. "I've never had one quite like you before."

  Danielle smiled as her eyes rolled back. "It's because I'm your student," she told him. Her fingers gripped his shoulders and he grinded against her, showing her that he was ready for her and would take her at any moment.

  "Perhaps," he allowed. "Perhaps there's more to this."

  Before Danielle could stop it, the word left her mouth. "This?" she asked through the pleasure. She squeezed her thighs tighter around him and she had no idea how he wasn't able to feel just how slick she was through the laughable strip of panties she had on.

  "This," Alek said once more, lowering his head so his teeth nipped at her cleavage. He had already thrown her shirt somewhere on his floor so all she was left in was her bra, the high skirt, her panties and thong. "Between you and me."

  Danielle couldn't stop the word vomit if she tried. She had no idea why she was getting more confident but she was. "So there is something going on here?" she asked. "Between you and me?"

  Alek smiled, stopping his ministrations before looking into her eyes. "Perhaps," he allowed.

  Danielle grinned, throwing one arm around his neck while the other lodged itself in his hair. She pulled him roughly against her mouth and she decided that any further explanation was unnecessary. She simply wanted to feel him. She wanted him to take her against the wall right this second.

  With dexterity she didn't know he possessed, he managed to keep her pinned against the wall while ripping her underwear in two. She gasped, but before the sound even came out of her mouth, he forced his lips onto hers so he could capture it with his own. The cool air against her wet lips caused goosebumps to travel up and down her bare skin. She tilted her head back and gave him more access to her throat but he didn't immediately taste her there. Currently, he was more preoccupied with her lips.

  He held up her waist with one hand while undoing the button of his slacks with another. Danielle reached out to help him. She figured it would hurry him along and it was hard to focus on anything else as she throbbed with desire for the man - vampire - in front of her. Her fingers tugged down his zipper and before even Alek realized what she was doing, her warm fingers wrapped around his cool cock and she gave him a gentle tug so she had better access to him.

  He let out a groan of pleasure and, for a moment, Alek stopped all he was doing in order to simply feel Danielle touch him. Her eyes widened at the power she had over him, at his reaction to her touch, and she got a little bolder by it and decided to jerk him a few long swoops in a row. His knees nearly buckled and his grip on her tightened.

  "I told you I would bring you to your knees," she said, and though her voice was serious there was a teasing twinkle in her irises.

  Without warning, Alek growled at her unspoken challenge. From there, his eyes feasted on her pale flesh, on her black push up bra and the bountiful cleavage it provided her breasts. Without waiting for Danielle to keep up, he lowered his head, skipped over her throat, and began to suck on the flesh of her cleavage hard. There was both pleasure and pain in his ministrations and it was difficult for Danielle to decide what, exactly, she needed to feel. She did know he was going to leave marks on her skin, something she had a vague sense that he intended to do on purpose.

  Keeping her upright, he used his free hand to squeeze her breast, his eyes locking with hers in order to see how she felt. When Danielle whimpered and tilted her head back, the corners of his lips twitched up and, without breaking eye contact, he slid down the cup so her breast came out, and caught her nipple in his teeth before the flesh got used to the cold.

  His tongue flicked against her nipple and swirled the skin just around it before pursing his lips and sucking. She couldn't contain her grunt of satisfaction and her hands found the back of his head, clenched his hair, and pushed even further against her. She was already pulsating at the feel of him against her breast. Her eyes had slammed shut on their own accord and all she could really do at that point was feel him.

  Alek grinded his crotch against her and she moaned. All he needed to do was slam into her and he would be inside of her one more time, which was exactly what she needed, what she had craved, what she had fantasized about and touched herself to in the past couple of months.

  "Please," she begged him, her voice a pathetic whimper that even she was ashamed of. Well, she would have been ashamed if she had any working brain cells left - which she didn't.

  "Please, what?" he asked.

  Though her eyes were closed, she could hear the smirk in his voice, knew he reveled in the sound of her pleading for him to please her. She almost wanted to withdraw her need for him, to turn the table around and force him to his knees and tease him until he shouted her name with impatience, but she couldn't bring herself to do that. Not when she wanted him so badly. Not when it had been so long since she felt him inside of her.

  "Fuck me," she managed to get out. "Stop teasing me and fuck me." She forced her eyes open so she locked hers with his. "I can't smell your desire but I wouldn't need to. I know you want me. I know you want to be inside of me."

  "Do you?" he asked. His fingers slid from her breast so they rested between them, pressed against her core.

  "Yeah," she replied. Maybe she couldn't trade him but she could get a reaction out of him. She had a knack for getting reactions out of people, after all. "That's why you don't like it when other guys look at me a certain way. I get so wet walking into your classroom, knowing you'll be there. I'm sure you can smell it on me."

  "Yes," he agreed, s
tarting to slowly move her fingers across her clit.

  "You've wanted me for a while, haven't you?" she forced herself to say. She needed to continue lest he take power over her again. "Ever since you found out I was your student, you've wanted to fuck me just to add a touch of forbidden danger to it. I'm the first, aren't I? You've never fucked a girl currently your student before, have you?"

  "No," he agreed. He started putting more pressure and moving his fingers faster against her.

  Danielle couldn't speak anymore, which was just as well. She really didn't have anything more to say.

  At that moment, he leaned her back, positioning her just so. When he was ready, he slammed into her, his cock stretching her almost painfully even though they just connected hours ago. She let out a gasp of surprise as her head knocked back against the wall and her eyes slammed shut. She felt so good, so whole, when he was inside of her. She never wanted this to end. It was too good to give up.

  He growled when he was fully encased in her warmth and immediately started to thrust at a speedy pace, keeping her up and angled just so he could hit that perfect spot inside of her. He dropped his hand from her core so he could hold onto her even better. Danielle knew his fingerprints would be bruised into her skin with how hard he held onto her. She didn't care. Let him tattoo his name into her core for all she cared. Just as long as he didn't stop.

  She ran her nails across his shoulders, her mouth trying to catch her breath, her eyes shut closed as she tried to focus simply on feeling him and what he was doing to her body.

  Soon, Danielle began to feel that familiar sensation of build-up, the tingly sensation that she was about to lose all control in a manner of moments and to prepare herself for the ride. Her grip on Alek tightened and her breathing became hard and ragged. Even through her hazy eyes, she could see Alek's smirk.

  "That's it," he told her, his teeth against her ear. "Come. I want to feel you shatter."

  And, just like that, she did. Alek never lost a beat. He didn't change the momentum or try to enhance it. He continued what he had been doing beforehand, just teasing it out of her and didn't climax himself until he knew Danielle was spent. When he did release himself inside of her, he took her shoulder in his mouth and bit down hard. Danielle grunted from the pain but she was currently bathed in endorphins and could do nothing much besides that. She felt him spasm inside of her, losing his fluid into her core. She felt a shudder of pleasure go through her as her eyes closed shut.