Younger, Bree - Burn [All American Vampires 1] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Bree Younger

  Using both her hands and lips, she sped up, pumping him faster and harder, enjoying the feel of his fingers as they tightened in her hair, forcing her to take him deeper until he shouted. His release spewed into her mouth and down her throat. She continued to suck him until the last burst of cum emerged from his cock. His hands dropped from her hair down to her arms to pull her up until she sprawled across his body. She could feel his hands stroking up and down her back as his harsh breathing gradually calmed.

  He turned her face up to his and kissed her, long and deep. Her tongue dueled with his, wrapping and sliding in a sensuous exchange. She moaned in objection when he broke the kiss, but then he scooped her up and rose from the couch, carrying her up the stairs and to his bedroom.

  After he set her gently down by the foot of his bed, Libby stood and watched as he methodically stripped her until she was completely nude. He moved to the bed, and she admired the lithe movement of his muscles as he pulled back the covers before crooking his finger at her.

  Laughing at the look of eager wickedness he sent her, she asked, “I’m not sure I trust that look. Just what do you have in mind, Ty?”

  He winked. “Nothing but a little payback, babe. Come on now. Climb in. I promise you’ll like it.”

  Following his directions, she crawled up on the bed and settled on her back, enjoying the coolness of the satin sheets against her skin. He turned on the bedside light, and his eyes moved over her body. She squirmed under the close scrutiny, already aroused and ready for him.

  As he reached out to spread her legs wide, she closed her eyes, ridiculously embarrassed by her own obvious need exhibited for him so blatantly.

  She felt the bed give from the weight of his body as he moved between her thighs, his hands lifting and spreading her even further, so that her legs were draped across his shoulders. The first swipe of his tongue against her moist softness made her gasp with pleasure. Then he was licking and sucking on her like a kid with his favorite candy. His tongue sought out every millimeter of flesh, allowing nothing to remain hidden, nothing to be private, and she thought she would die from the pleasure. He released one of her legs to move his hand between her legs, probing for her hidden opening. His finger slid into her smoothly, its rhythm an echo of the one his tongue played upon her outer lips. She could feel the core of her beginning to tighten as her climax rose in her. She arched up, pressing herself more firmly against his mouth.

  He laughed softly, and she felt the vibrations deep inside. Her release was seconds away. As if he knew, he pulled out his finger and pressed his mouth against her opening, his tongue sliding inside her to jab repeatedly into her channel until her orgasm ripped through her, bringing a loud moan to her lips as his mouth sucked and licked every drop of moisture from her spasming pussy.

  She lay back, limp and satisfied. When he crawled up beside her, she turned to him instinctively. At the touch of his hands caressing her back and shoulders, she couldn’t help the feeling of happiness that flooded through her. She was falling in love with him. She’d never felt like this before. And even though they’d only known each other a week, it had been a week filled with the type of experiences that showed a person’s true colors. Everything she’d learned about Ty, everything she’d seen him do, had taught her so much about him. It had been kind of like a crash course in Tyler Buchanan 101, and she’d passed with flying colors. She’d dated guys for months who she didn’t know as well as she knew him.

  She wasn’t sure how he felt about her, but she did know that he felt something. And for now, that would have to be enough.

  “You know I’m leaving tomorrow to go back home.” She broke the silence that had fallen over them, stroking her fingers lightly across his chest.

  He sighed and his arms tightened around her. “Yeah. I know. I wish you didn’t have to go, but truthfully, I’ll feel better if you’re not around me until we get all this bloodslave business settled. It makes me crazy to think of something happening to you because of me.”

  She dropped a kiss on his chest where her head rested. “I know. And Quinn has already arranged for some guards for me, but it won’t be the same. Will I not get to see you at all?”

  “It would be too dangerous. Someone could follow me and find you, but I’ll call you every night. We can have naughty phone sex and tell each other our deepest, darkest fantasies.”

  She chuckled and poked him in the ribs. “Promise?”

  “Absolutely. I’ll even practice my best sexy man voice.”

  “Umm…I can’t wait.” She felt his hands move down her back as he pulled her so that she was stretched out on top of him. He began caressing her buttocks, squeezing and rubbing until she felt herself beginning to arch back into his hands.

  “You know, we still have a few hours until dawn.” His husky voice growled in her ear as his fingers traced over her bottom, pulling the cheeks apart. One finger began probing the crevice, delicately touching her anal rose.

  “Oh.” Automatically, she shied away from the forbidden contact, but he gave her a sweet kiss.

  “It’s okay, baby. Just let me play. I promise you’ll like it.”

  “I don’t know, Ty. I’ve never…” She stumbled to a halt, not sure how to phrase what she wanted to say.

  “Had anal sex?”

  She shook her head in answer to his question, blushing, and one hand came up to cup her face while the other continued its gentle exploration.

  He tilted her head until their eyes met. “Would you be willing to try it for me?”

  Swallowing nervously, she shrugged. “I…I don’t know. I’ve heard that it hurts. A lot.”

  She watched a slow smile curl his lips. “Only if it’s not done right, baby. I promise you, I’ll take care of you. The pain is minimal and the pleasure is amazing.”

  She thought about it. “If it hurts too much, will you stop?”

  “Of course.”

  “Okay. I’ll…I’ll try.”

  * * * *

  Ty smiled when he heard Libby agree. Squirming out from under her, he dropped a kiss on her nose, which she crinkled at him. He’d been wanting to fuck her anally since the first time they’d had sex. Knowing that she had never been taken that way was incredibly arousing to him. Obviously she had some preconceived ideas about the act, so he would have to make sure that he made it especially good for her this first time. Sitting up and moving to the side of the bed, he pulled open the drawer in the bedside table and found the tube of lube he kept stored in there. After rummaging around a couple more minutes, he finally found a small, silver bullet vibrator that he knew would help relax Libby and make her eager for more.

  He could see the way Libby’s wide-eyed gaze followed his movements as he laid the two items on the bed next to them.

  “I need you to turn over on your belly, sweetheart.”

  If possible, her eyes got even bigger, but she immediately did as he asked and rolled over. He grabbed a couple of pillows and shoved them beneath her hips, propping her up so that her bottom was easily accessible. Moving her thighs apart, he stroked his hands over her silky skin, enjoying the feel of her flesh trembling slightly beneath his touch. He could see the moist, parted folds of her pussy beneath the dark hole he hoped to breach soon. He bent down and placed a series of soft kisses across her buttocks, letting his tongue lightly trace a pattern across her skin. He bit down on one plump mound and heard Libby gasp at the unexpected movement. He soothed the faint mark with his hand.

  “Are you doing okay, babe?” He continued to caress her as he waited for her answer.

  “Yeah. I’m okay, Ty.”

  He reached over and got the silver bullet, turning it on its lowest setting. From the way she tensed, he could tell she heard it. He laid it against the inside of her thigh, an inch or two from her pussy. He could see how wet she already was from their earlier play but knew he needed her a lot more aroused. Moving the vibrator softly up and down her leg, he could see the lips of her pussy spasming in response to the
vibrations. He moved the bullet over to her other leg, passing it gently across her skin but again not touching her pussy. As he stopped short once again, Libby wiggled in protest. “Please, Ty. Touch me.”

  “I am touching you, baby.” He drew the vibrator down her leg all the way to where her knee touched the bed and then back up.

  Soft panting moans reached his ears. “My pussy, please. Touch my pussy.”

  “Of course, sweetheart. All you have to do is ask.”

  With that, he brushed the vibrator lightly against her pussy lips, and she moaned. “Harder.” She pushed back and parted her legs even more, arching her back so that he could see every fold.

  He did as she asked, pressing the vibrator to her moist flesh, stroking it over her and down until he held it against her clitoris. A deep moan came from Libby’s throat, and she began working her hips in a circular motion as he switched the vibrator to its medium setting.

  “Yes. Oh, Ty. That feels so good. So good.”

  “Give me your hand, Lib.”

  When she moved her hand toward him, he pressed the vibrator into her palm. “Play with yourself, Libby.”

  He watched as she did as he asked, moving the vibrator back between her legs and stroking it over her pussy again and again. Reaching down, he picked up the lube and twisted the cap off. He squirted some into his hand, scooping some onto his middle finger and then rubbing it against her anal opening. She jerked slightly from the contact.

  “Shh…it’s okay. I’m just applying some lube. Relax.”

  He continued to rub the lube around the hole for a few moments before pressing gently against it until the tip of his finger penetrated into Libby. She gasped but held herself still as he worked the finger into her up to his knuckle.

  “How does that feel, Libby?”

  “It’s okay.”

  It doesn’t hurt?”

  “No. Just feels odd.”

  “Good. I’m going to press in further, okay?”

  “Okay.”

  He pressed in deeper, so that his finger was all the way in. He pulled it out almost all the way and pressed in again. He did it once more. Two more times, setting up a slow rhythm.

  “Still good, sweetie?”

  “Um-hmm.”

  He could see her hand moving the vibrator around her pussy still, the moisture beginning to trickle down the inside of her thigh proof of her arousal.

  “You’re doing great, baby. I’m going to add another finger, okay?”

  “Yes.”

  Using a little more lube, he covered a second finger and slowly penetrated Libby again until both fingers were buried in her ass. When she didn’t protest, he fucked the fingers in and out of her. He began a scissoring motion, twisting his fingers around so that he could stretch her as much as possible. She squirmed, pressing back into the motion of his fingers.

  “You like that, Libby?”

  “Yes. I like it.”

  Encouraged by her reaction, he decided to add one more finger. Using more lube, he proceeded to press all three fingers into her.

  “Oh,” Libby moaned.

  He froze, his fingers partially imbedded into her anal tunnel. “Does it hurt, sweetheart?”

  She squeezed down on his fingers. “A little, but—it’s—okay. It feels—good.”

  He smiled to himself, glad to hear that his little Libby was enjoying the experience, because it was one he particularly liked.

  He pushed his fingers deeper, hearing her moan at the penetration, moving his fingers in and out of her. As she began pushing himself back against him, he couldn’t stand any more, needing to get his cock into her. He pulled his fingers out and picked up the lube, slathering his length with the slick substance.

  “Libby, I want you to relax, and, when I tell you, I need you to press down, okay?”

  “Okay.”

  “And don’t forget to keep the bullet stimulating you.”

  He saw her nod.

  He took his cock in his hand and pressed it against her, feeling her stiffen up slightly. “Shh….it’s okay. This is bigger than my fingers, I know, so you really need to relax, babe.”

  He pushed harder, feeling the resistance to his entrance. “Press down, babe.”

  “It hurts, Ty.” She whispered the words into the pillow, but he still heard them.

  “Come on, babe. You can do this.”

  He felt a give in the muscles he was pushing against, and then the head of his cock penetrated into Libby’s dark channel.

  She cried out.

  “That’s good, babe. So good.” He pressed in further. She dropped the bullet and he picked it up, pushing her hand aside and holding the vibrator right on her clit. Then he went in another inch.

  She was moaning again, and moving her hips. He couldn’t tell if she was trying to get away or to press closer. He pushed in further and further until he was embedded halfway. Then he paused.

  “You’re doing so good, babe. I’m so proud of you. Just a little more. Can you take it?”

  “Yes. Do it. All the way, Ty. Please. I need it.”

  He was so ready to fuck her, he knew once he got into her that it wouldn’t take very long before he went off. He dropped the bullet himself, and used both hands to hold her steady as he pressed deeper and deeper. Libby shoved back in short strokes until he was finally balls-deep in her ass.

  For a moment he was very still, relishing the feel of his cock enclosed inside of Libby. It was so tight on him that he wanted to just spew without moving at all. Like a snug fist. He took a deep breath and slowly began easing back out.

  “Oh, Ty. God, that feels incredible.”

  “Does it feel good?”

  “Yeah. It hurts a little, but it feels good, too.”

  “For me, too. I’m going to fuck you now, babe. Okay?”

  “Yes. Fuck me, Ty.”

  He slid back in slowly, grasping her hips tightly in his hand. She groaned. He did it again, and she pressed back. “Faster, Ty.”

  Without any more hesitation, he began fucking her, gradually building his speed. He knew it would be over fast for him, so he reached beneath her and began rubbing her clit between his fingers. Her moans were becoming louder and louder as he shafted her ass, faster and harder with each stroke.

  He could feel his climax approaching and thrust his fingers up into her pussy, finding the rougher skin right inside and pressing down on it. She screamed, and he felt her channel pulsing against his fingers as she came. A moment later, he followed her, spewing his cum into her ass in one of strongest and hardest orgasms he’d ever had.

  He managed to pull out of the tight clasp of her body and rolled off to the side, landing on his back. Lying there, he gazed up at the ceiling over the bed, listening to the gasping breaths coming from Libby.

  “Are you okay?” He reached out his hand and rubbed it across her ass.

  “Uh-huh.”

  He smiled at the garbled response. God, he loved her. He really should probably tell her. Later, he thought to himself, and sank into sleep.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Libby unlocked the front door of her house and went inside. The living room had a stuffy, closed-in smell, typical of houses that had been shut up for a while. She went around and began opening windows so that the cool breeze from outside would dissipate the stale air. As she moved to open the windows facing the street, she glanced out and saw the car parked directly across from her house with the young werewolf inside who was keeping an eye on her. She waved, even though she couldn’t see him clearly though the tinted windows. Earlier, during the ride home, she had offered to let him come inside so that he could be more comfortable, but he told her he’d been ordered to stay outside because it would make it easier for him to keep an eye on things. He’d seemed really nice, and she’d had to adjust her thinking about werewolves like she’d had to about vampires. And now she felt a little guilty that he was stuck sitting outside in a parked vehicle just in case something happened, which everyone had assu
red her was highly unlikely.

  She was actually pretty proud of herself for the way she’d been handling her introduction to the existence of paranormals. She’d had no more major freak-outs or fits of hysteria, and she was making some really cool friends. Her eyes had been opened to a whole new world that she’d never even been aware of before. She felt a little like that guy in that movie who had to make a choice…the red pill or the blue pill? She wondered if he ever regretted picking the red pill. Or maybe she was more like Alice in Wonderland, and she’d fallen down some really freaky rabbit hole. A wererabbit hole. She snorted at the thought and continued going through the house and opening windows. When she’d finished she stood back and took a deep breath. Ah, yes. That was much better. Even though the AC had been running while she’d been gone, it had been set pretty high. Libby preferred the fresh smell of natural air whenever possible anyway.

  As she went through some minor chores that needed taking care of, she thought back to when she’d left the casino earlier. Ty had gotten up to tell her good-bye, and she had given him a long kiss and a big hug. He’d made her promise to call him or Quinn if she needed anything. She’d agreed when it became obvious that he would worry about her if she didn’t. After a last hug, she’d forced herself to walk away because she knew that Ty thought it was the best way of keeping her safe. Thinking back, she wished that she had told him she loved him. She had actually come very close to telling him, but she was afraid that it wouldn’t be welcome news to him. What if he didn’t say it back? She didn’t know how she would be able to handle it if he rejected her, or worse, felt sorry for her.

  She couldn’t worry about that now. Pushing the thought out of her mind, she went over the list of things she needed to get done. It was already past noon. She’d have to go in to work at seven, so she had to get moving. First of all, she needed to get unpacked. Her truck was parked in her garage. Apparently Quinn had taken it in to be painted and detailed. The old thing had never looked so good. She spent some time unloading everything that she’d taken on the camping trip, which had all been repacked and neatly stacked in the back. She dumped the ice chest and left it outside to air out. The towels and shirts that she had dampened had been freshly laundered so all she had to do was unpack and put everything up.