Cassidy nodded.
“Please trust me that you will get your cash even if you are booted tomorrow.” He put a knee on the bed and sat down next to her.
“How can you be so sure?” Her eyes were on his dick while she spoke but they soon lifted to lock with his.
“I’m head of the elite team. Number one.” He wasn’t one for bragging but he had to make her understand that he did have some pull within the covens. Brant would serve him his ass but quite frankly he didn’t give a fuck. One night with this female would be worth it. The bastard hadn’t listened to him earlier. Cassidy would get her money and everyone would be happy.
Except he was out. No longer one of the ten. There was a painful clench deep inside him. Chances were good that he would never be a father. It was something he would worry about tomorrow.
“I promise you, that you will get paid out in full regardless of what happens. I’m not going to lie to you, there will be hell to pay in the morning but I’ll take the brunt of it.”
“Why though? Surely you could have anyone?” Her cheeks immediately flushed scarlet. He could see that she hadn’t meant to say that.
“I don’t want just anyone. I want you, Cassidy.”
She gave a shake of her head and her mouth curled up at the corners. “You don’t even know me.”
York found himself smiling back. “I know you well enough. Like I said before, we’re drawn together on a physical level…you can’t deny it.”
She licked her lips but didn’t respond. York could see that she was having an internal war.
“Answer me one thing…”
Nodding, the blanket slipped off of one shoulder giving him an unobstructed view of the top of one of her rounded breasts. Cassidy had the best mammary glands he had ever seen on a female. Lush, weighty…so soft that his hands itched to touch them again.
He cleared his throat when he realized that she was waiting for him to continue. With a small shake of the head, she gave him a knowing smile. Thankfully she looked amused rather than angry after the eyeball fuck he had just given her. “Right,” he whispered. “Where was I?” he grinned.
“I needed to answer you one thing.” She raised her brows looking so utterly fuckable it was scary.
York gave a deep nod. “Do you want me to fuck you right now?” He lifted his hand as he watched her face cloud in thought. She was over thinking the hell out of it.
“Don’t think of consequences or any of that. You said that you were here for the money and you’re scared of being chucked out of the trial phase if we did this.”
She nodded.
“I’ve already guaranteed that you will be paid so what’s stopping you?”
“Nothing I guess. Thing is, I don’t normally do things like this. It would just be this once, right?”
York hesitated before answering. He would’ve liked to have had more with her. Shit, she was everything he’d ever wanted in a female. It would be great to explore this attraction. Maybe there was something deeper there. It could never happen though. Even if by some miracle he was allowed back into the program, the human females had already been selected based on strict criteria. Cassidy was not one of them. “Yes…” His voice sounded funny so he cleared his throat. “Just tonight.” He was done trying to convince her. “Your choice, Cassidy. I will respect your decision either way.” It was her choice and he would keep his trap sealed until she made it.
For a second, he was sure that she looked disappointed but she quickly schooled her expression. “Okay then. I think I would regret it if I didn’t.”
“You don’t have to sound so enthusiastic about it.” He had to chuckle. “You really don’t have to do this.” He had to make sure that she really wanted this, that she wouldn’t have regrets in the morning.
She smiled. “I’m sure.”
York let out a breath that he didn’t even know he was holding. He’d never had to work so hard to get a female into his bed. The vampire females knew his position in the coven. He normally had his pick. This whole having to work for it concept was foreign to him…he liked it.
With a small shrug of the shoulder, Cassidy let the blanket fall in a puddle around her. He had to clench his teeth to keep from snarling. Her beauty called to him in a primal way. She looked up at him from under long black lashes. Her equally dark hair had become a wild tangle about her shoulders from their earlier tussle. Her eyes were big, with an innocent quality that brought out the protector in him.
Her breasts had his dick throbbing between his thighs. She hadn’t had sex in a long time and she had never had a vampire before, so things would be tight down there. He knew that to be true from the way her pussy had hugged his tongue earlier and his dick was a damn sight bigger.
As much as he wanted to turn her over and pound into her warm flesh, he was going to take his time and make this about her. Round two could be hard and fast…but still about her.
York moved over to Cassidy and kissed her softly, keeping his hands at his sides. They had been instructed in the training that human females enjoyed the act of touching of the lips and the tangling of the tongues. He had kissed before, although not often. Rutting was about release, kissing, in his opinion, did nothing to bring about that end. Yet, with Cassidy, he found that he enjoyed it. It was like a mating of the tongues. He liked how her hot breath mingled with his. How her breathy pants very quickly turned choppy. Fuck but he could drown in her taste. If sunshine and rainbows had a flavor, then this was it. York cupped her chin deepening their kiss, swallowing her whimper and demanding that she give him more.
He pulled her onto his lap and she straddled him while linking her arms around his neck. York put a hand to her pussy and had to break the kiss so that he could groan. “You’re still so wet, Cassidy.” Keeping his eyes on hers, he breached her opening with a single finger.
Her mouth fell open and her eyes heated up. York pushed deeper into her channel, loving the feel of her slick heat.
Cassidy licked her lips, panting softly as he began to finger fuck her. “Oh god, that feels good.” She whimpered. “I can’t believe it and it’s just your finger.”
He kissed the tip of her cute nose before taking back her mouth. Sliding two fingers inside her, he kept thrusting into her using easy strokes. Cassidy moaned and he ate up the sound. She was rocking against his hand. One more finger, he had to prepare her for his thick girth. Her moan erupted and she slapped a hand over her mouth. “I didn’t know it could feel this good.” A hoarse whisper, that had his dick twitching between them.
“You haven’t felt anything yet, gorgeous.” He withdrew his fingers and she moaned in frustration. “Are you ready for me?”
Her eyes widened. “Are you sure you’ll fit?”
York trailed soft kisses along her collarbone using one of his hands to knead her spectacular mammary glands. “There’s only one way to find out.” He would fucking die if he didn’t fit.
“Um…okay.” Then she sucked in a ragged breath. “What about protection?”
“You’re not in heat so no risk of pregnancy and I can’t give you any human illnesses since I don’t get them.” He softly pinched one of her nipples and she moaned. Using the same hand, he found her clit and stroked it.
Cassidy’s eyes opened really wide and she clamped her mouth shut. “It’s hard to think when you’re doing that.”
“The time for thinking is over. I’m going to fuck you now, Cassidy.” He tried to keep the desperation out of his voice. “Feel free to kiss me…or bite me if you feel like screaming.”
Her head looked too heavy for her neck and she was panting hard. Her eyes were at half mast. In short, she was really close to orgasm which was exactly where he wanted her.
York took ahold of her hips and lifted her so that his cock lined up with her opening. “You need to do this, Cassidy, ease yourself onto me.”
She nodded, putting her hand between them. He hissed out a breath as her little fingers closed on him. “You are so big.” A
we mingled with fear.
“My cock will touch every nerve ending inside of you. Sit on me, Cass, take it slow.”
She nodded, pushing onto his head. They both groaned as he breached her tight opening. “Oh god.” She was panting…big time. “That stings.”
Using one hand to hold her up, he pushed the other between their bodies quickly finding her clit. He used soft strokes designed to make her feel good rather than to make her cum. He didn’t want her to cum just yet, he wanted to keep her wet and heavily aroused.
She pushed down onto him and he sank in an inch. Her eyes were closed. Her mouth became a thin white line.
“Cass, we don’t have to…” It would kill him but he could stop. He hated to see her face lined with pain.
“I want to.” She slid down another inch.
She was squeezing him so damned tight that he could hardly breathe. York slid out of her and pushed back in. In and out. Staying shallow. He kept up the slip and slide over her clit. “Are you okay?” he managed to grind out.
Cassidy nodded. “I want more.”
Fucking music to his ears. He pushed back in giving her another inch. Her mouth fell open and her eyes widened. In and out…this time pushing in to the new depth.
Cassidy moaned softly. She licked her lush lips. “I’m ready for more.”
This went on for a few minutes, until he finally felt her ass against him. She gave him a tight smile, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glassy with desire. “You fit.”
“Don’t sound so shocked.” He nipped her bottom lip and she nipped him back, sucking his lip into her mouth.
Fuck if it wasn’t one of the sexiest things a female had ever done to him.
“You can fuck me now.” A breathy whisper that almost had him coming.
His balls were already in his throat. His skin felt tight. Everything in him was tight and ready.
“I want my orgasm.” She nipped at his lip and he lost his ability to think as he began to move.
Her eyes rolled back on the first hard thrust. It was like someone had thrown a bucket of ice water over him. He tightened his hold. “Fuck, Cassidy, did I hurt you?”
“Don’t stop…don’t you dare fucking stop.” Her eyes were blazing with anger and desire in equal measures.
York’s chuckle died as he picked up where he had left off. So hot, so wet, so fucking tight he was sure his dick wasn’t getting any blood supply. Even though her mouth was clenched, she was making loud whimpering noises. He knew the guards downstairs might hear and there would be no doubt as to what was happening upstairs, so he kissed her. Their tongues warring in a hot, rhythmic embrace, much the same as their bodies. He could feel the sweat on his brow. Could feel his body beg for release. His balls throbbed. His dick throbbed. His body vibrated with the need. Instead of giving in as he wanted…downright needed… he continued to thrust.
Her pussy walls quivered, her arms tightened around his neck, her fingers dug into his shoulders. Then her channel tightened around him. It was impossible not to come, and hard. His fangs erupted, forcing him to break their kiss. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her. Cassidy buried her head in his neck and bit him. Harder than before. Maybe even hard enough to draw blood because his dick erupted all over again, his orgasm spiraling out of control.
He had to work hard not to bite her back, going against every instinct in him. If he bit Cassidy, she would scream and alert the guards. He wasn’t done with her yet. Not nearly. She thankfully released her hold on his neck, allowing him to find some semblance of control, to slow his thrusting.
Both were breathing so hard that he was afraid that the fuckers downstairs would hear even that, but no one came. Cassidy put her head against his chest. He could feel how heavy she felt in his arms. York had to smile. He had made her this way. A completely sated, boneless heap of loveliness.
“Oh wow,” she finally sighed.
Her breasts were mashed against his chest. He could feel her little pants against his skin. It really wasn’t his fault when his dick hardened back up again. He was still buried deep inside her. Cassidy pulled away from him. She choked out a silent laugh, her eyes wide. “You’re kidding me.”
“I told you that you make me hard and I don’t lie,” he whispered back.
Damned if her eyes didn’t turn a little wicked, if she didn’t give him a naughty smile.
“Are you ready for the next round, Cass?” he growled. “I don’t plan on going easy on you this time.”
Her lower lip disappeared between her teeth and her breathing became a little labored. She nodded. “Definitely.”
“Good. Have you ever rutted doggy style?” It was a position guaranteed to hit the g-spot. He would have her seeing stars in no time.
It was a rhetorical question so when Cassidy shook her head, it had him vibrating with anger. What the fuck had been wrong with her mate? He refrained from saying anything but only because the asshole had passed and it would be wrong to speak badly of the dead. To not have ever experienced doggy style was a fucking sin…a travesty.
“We only made love in the missionary position.” She looked away from him for a few seconds. “Sex was pretty boring and over in minutes.” She must’ve caught his pissed look because she quickly added. “I also blame myself, I never offered to try anything new or to wear any sexy lingerie or anything.”
With extreme reluctance, York pulled out of Cassidy for the moment. She was confiding in him again. Something he knew she didn’t do often. It made him feel good to know that she trusted him with her secrets. With the things that he could tell had been on her mind for some time.
“Lingerie?” He repeated the word, no clue as to what she was talking about. They had been warned that although vampires and humans were highly compatible, they definitely had major differences.
“Human women wear sexy underwear designed to turn a man on. It’s called lingerie and is made from lace and ribbon and is normally sheer or will plump up a woman’s breasts.”
He had to frown. “Underwear…” He shook his head. “Naked is so much better. If you want to entice a vampire, don’t wear anything at all. Underwear would just get ripped off.”
She laughed and her breasts jiggled making him almost forget what he wanted to say next. “It was not your fault. You are a highly sensual female. It is up to the male to make an effort…to keep his female satisfied.”
She gave him a look that told him she thought he was full of it.
“I’m serious…there was no pay off for you so you didn’t put in much effort. That’s not wrong on your part.”
Her gaze moved to somewhere just north of his head before locking back with his. “You’re right. I married Sean because he was a really good friend. We got along really well. He did make more of an effort in the early days.” She paused for a time. “We didn’t have the greatest marriage…I can see that now…it didn’t give him the right to do the things that he did though. I had to go and get myself tested after I found out about ‘The Kitty’s Paw.’ It was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do.” Her eyes clouded in pain. “I was so relieved when the tests came back clean. I hated him so much in that moment. He was my best friend and he betrayed my trust. I thought I knew him but I didn’t.”
His muscles tensed. If the guy was still breathing, York would find him and punch him. There was no honor in his actions.
“I don’t want to talk about it anymore. What about you? I’ve told you so much about my life and I know nothing about you.”
York shrugged. “I told you that I head up the Elite team. I am in charge of ensuring the safety of our kings, as well as the queen and of course our heir.”
“Yeah, that made headlines in the local paper last week. The paparazzi are camped outside the front gates in the hopes of getting the first picture of the little one. There is so much speculation as to the sex of the child. It’s all very exciting.”
York felt a warmth rise up inside him at the thought of the baby. So small and i
nnocent from his chubby little cheeks to his tiny little hands. “The baby is a boy, his name is Sam after the queen’s younger brother who died when he was just three. He is the cutest little guy.”
Her eyes widened and then she smiled. “Isn’t that classified information?”
He shrugged. “You trusted me and now I’m trusting you.”
Her smile widened. “Thank you. I won’t tell…I promise.”
York dragged a thumb down the side of her face, loving the soft feel of her skin. This female was a vision. He was just getting ready to kiss her again, to feel her pliable lips against his…to do a whole lot more when she cocked her head. “So, did you choose to be enrolled in the program or was it mandatory?”
It was crazy, he’d waited months for the program to kick off. He should’ve been working on a plan to get back into it right at that moment. Trying to figure out a way to change Brant’s mind and to prove to him that he didn’t have bloodlust. Yet, right then, he didn’t give a damn about any of that. He only cared about the female in his arms. He saw it for what it was, lust, plain and simple, but it rode him harder than ever before.
He didn’t want to talk anymore but he answered her anyway. “It’s not mandatory. We had to fight our way in. The top ten fighters were awarded positions.”
“Let me guess…” Her eyes were bright. “You had to have been one of the top three?”
York couldn’t help but to laugh softly. “So little faith. I told you, I’m number one. I was the last elite standing.”
“Arrogant much?” She teased but he could see that she didn’t mean it.
“Actually, yes. I fight hard for what I want.” He growled and pulled her closer to him.
“And what is it that you want?” Her whole demeanor changed. Cassidy seemed to hold her breath. Seemed to really care about his answer. Although her question had sounded flirty, she was being serious. She genuinely wanted to know what made him tick.
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