William

by Sam Crescent

  “How can this be possible?” he whispered against her temple, kissing her hair. He ran his hands up and down her back.

  “A second chance and a wish from an angel.” She looked up at him, wondering how he would take it.

  He frowned. “What does that mean?”

  “I’ll tell you later. You going to kiss me, sugar plum?” she teased.

  He chuckled, moving to take possession of her lips. Katie moaned as he invaded her senses and loved her with his lips and tongue. She opened her mouth slightly, giving him sweet possession of her mouth.

  “You taste so good.” He pulled back for long enough to speak to her.

  Katie smiled, weaving her hands into his hair to pull him down for more.

  “I’ve been kidnapped, tortured, attacked and killed by your ex-mate and gone to heaven to be reborn and save you. Don’t stop kissing me,” she ordered before he took control with his lips, showing her how much he missed and loved her.

  William moaned as he moved his hand from her face, down her neck, to cover one smooth, firm breast. Katie moaned, thrusting against his mouth. She wanted to feel him on her naked skin, loving her.

  A cough interrupted their sweeping passion. Katie buried her head against his chest, her cheeks flushed and red.

  “I take it Katie got to you in time,” she heard Robert say.

  She knew William was smiling even before she looked up.

  “She certainly did.”

  “We’ve got much to discuss,” Robert said to them both.

  William and Katie shook their heads.

  “Not tonight. I’ve got plans tonight,” William said, never taking his eyes from her. Her heart stopped in her chest. Was he going to…?

  “What are your plans?” One of the men at the doorway asked.

  “I’m going to mate the woman I love with all of my heart and soul.”

  Katie smiled and went up on her tiptoes to kiss him. He was the first and only man she would ever love, in all of her life.

  Everything else could wait. They would face it together as a team.

  * * * *

  Tara watched the happy couple. The battle had worked in their favour. They were in love and walking out of what was left of the wolf house, about to start their new life. She breathed a sigh of relief. At least she’d been able to help. She was so pleased she’d been able to keep up the attitude with Katie. When she’d watched the scene play out she’d had to look away, or she knew she would have broken down. She loved happy endings and knew that sending Katie back would do much more good than harm.

  After all, William would have been dead and unable to relay his discovery that James was a mongrel to the others. Sighing, she wondered how things were going to turn out. Even an angel couldn’t change anything until it had taken place.

  “So, you interfered with the natural order of things. That witch was supposed to stay dead.”

  Tara glanced over at Limbo. He controlled the places between heaven and hell.

  “You know I didn’t have a choice. I had to help.” Tara pulled herself up to her full height, which was nothing compared to his full six foot six.

  “You had a choice but you refuse to allow this miserable planet to go.”

  It was common knowledge that Limbo wanted humans and immortals wiped from the earth.

  “You will be punished for this,” he said.

  “Until then, get out of my room,” she told him, turning her back on him.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Later that night after the formal mating ritual of William and Katie

  Katie was mated. William was carrying her up to his room. They had already started the ritual on that night long ago at his house.

  “I can walk,” she whispered against his throat, her spread hand playing automatically with the hairs at his nape.

  “I want to feel you in my arms.”

  Katie let out a giggle as he kicked his door open. They entered the room and he slammed the door closed with the heel of his boot. He moved to place her on the edge of the bed.

  Katie swallowed past the lump in her throat. She wanted William more than she wanted to take her next breath.

  “You’re mine now, Mrs Katie Valentine.” He kissed her lips, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.

  Katie moaned as he took her mouth, tasting him on her lips.

  She pulled back. “Really? Mrs Valentine? I didn’t see a church,” she teased.

  He chuckled, sitting next to her on the bed. “Might not have been a church but in my heart you’ll always be my wife.”

  The tears came to her eyes. Such sweet and tender words.

  He cupped her cheeks between his large palms. “Please don’t cry.”

  Katie loved him as he kissed each of her cheeks, then her eyes, kissing away her tears.

  “I’m not sad. I’m just so happy.”

  “I could have lost you,” he whispered as he buried his face in her neck, absorbing her scent.

  She chuckled. “I’m here.”

  “But I could have lost you. I did lose you.” Katie closed her eyes as she felt him kiss her neck. She had to tell him.

  “There are a few conditions to me being here…” she began.

  William pulled back, concern instantly written all over his face.

  “It’s nothing bad,” she tried to reassure him.

  “What is it? Then I’ll decide if it’s good or bad,” he said.

  Looking away for a second, Katie wondered what would be the best way to tell him. “I struck a deal. Well, not a deal. I was ordered, in a way, to come back.” She glanced at his puzzled expression. “Just hear me out. This will sound completely crazy, I know, but just listen.”

  She told him about the angel, Tara, and everything she’d said, about the upcoming battle, finishing with the condition that when William passed away, she would as well.

  “I can’t let you do that—” he began to argue.

  “I’ve already done it, made the deal. Besides, when you go, I won’t want to stay behind.”

  William sat next to her on the bed and grasped her hand between his, kissing the knuckles. “I love you so damn much.”

  Katie smiled, enjoying his attention. Soon he moved from her knuckles to the tender, delicate pulse on the inside of her wrist. Slowly, caress by agonising caress, his touch moved up her arm until he kissed her on the neck, nipping the flesh. Her breath caught in her throat. Katie couldn’t move. He made her stomach flutter, her pussy heat as her nipples tightened to unbearable peaks.

  Goosebumps erupted along every inch of skin. She knew her pale skin would be showing the blush she felt spreading through her.

  “You’re so turned on right now,” he growled, making her jump.

  William placed his hand on her thigh, the contrast of the silky white fabric with her smooth, creamy thighs peeking out of the bottom against his large, very masculine hand made her legs shake. Katie didn’t know where to rest her hands, so she leant back against the sheet, watching his hand as his fingers circled the edge of her gown. She waited, watching, wondering what he would do next.

  “You’re so beautiful,” William whispered as he took her lips in a searing kiss. Katie realised he wasn’t watching his hands—he was watching her.

  She gazed into his eyes, wondering what he was feeling. Her body was a jumbling mass of nerves.

  Without speaking, William took her hand and rested it against his shaft. He hissed as instinctively she curled her fingers around him.

  “I want you so badly I could burst,” he confessed to her. Katie saw the emotion in his eyes, the agonising need, and she wasn’t afraid. She wanted to be near him, to love him.

  He placed his hand back on her leg and moved his fingers up under the fabric covering her legs, up the smooth inner skin of her upper thigh, and rested them against her mound. The only thing separating him from her was the cotton of her panties.

  “Take me, William. Make me yours,” she whispered against his lips.

  Al
l she had dreamt about since meeting this strange, crazy vampire was being with him. She knew that now—knew the fear and the exhilaration had come from being near him. William Valentine was her everything and by some strange trick of fate she was his. With the coming battles and the coming war, she didn’t have time to wait, to wonder, or have the delightful long courtship she’d always dreamt about. Life was uncertain in these trying times. If William and she made it through, it would be wonderful, but if they didn’t then she would regret waiting; regret not acting on these glorious feelings consuming her.

  She had no time, no room for second guessing. She gasped with pleasure as he pressed his fingers against her swollen clit through the damp panties.

  Katie gave herself up to him, and she did it willingly, with all the love in her heart.

  William saw through his heavy-lidded eyes the pleasure that his simple touch evoked in his innocent bride.

  Katie had given him back hope, his life and, not least, she had given him the chance to love again. He would cherish her, look after her, love her for the rest of his life.

  “This is for you,” he told her as he moved away from her off the bed. He needed the distance to allow him to make it as good for her as possible. He would complete the binding by taking her virginity and saying the words. He wouldn’t be able to complete it if she was hurting.

  She sat up on the bed, watching him as he removed his shirt. William smiled as her eyes caught each muscle of his chest. He was sure she was counting. He went to her, pulling her up off the bed and into his arms. He secured her there against his body, in the warmth he felt for this woman.

  Her eyes met his and he lost himself. He sealed her lips with his as he reached down, removing her gown, breaking the kiss to pull it up and over her head. She wore no bra and her full breasts were exposed for him to see. He cupped the weight in his hands, flicking the tips of her nipples with his thumbs. She hissed against his touch and she pressed more fully against him.

  His little witch was becoming impatient to feel more of him.

  “Patience, my dear,” he chuckled as he moved her, bringing her body against his.

  “I’ve waited for over twenty-three years, William. Please don’t make me wait any more.”

  She sounded so desperate that he took her at her word. He pulled the panties off and lifted her in his arms as he placed her on the centre of the bed. Within seconds he had removed the rest of his own clothing, not drawing it out. There would be time for that later. Now he wanted to feel everything with her.

  He moved onto his side, resting his head on his hand so his other was free to do with as he wanted. He began by cupping her cheek. This was his seduction of Katie, after waiting weeks to be with her. He plunged his tongue between her quivering lips, melding them together as they had always been meant to be.

  He kept her lips occupied as he cupped her right breast, feeling the nipple, moving to her left breast and giving it the same attention. Once she was gasping and arching against his touch, he moved further down, swirling his fingers along her tummy. It shook and tightened as he smoothed a path from one hip bone to the other until he dipped his finger down and circled her swollen, dripping wet clit.

  She whimpered against him, covering his hand which was touching her pussy. With the speed of a vampire he grasped both her hands in one of his and pinned them against the bed above her head. She tried to break free of the trap he’d set. His strength came in handy. With his other hand, he pressed between her thighs.

  “Do you trust me?” he asked.

  She stopped her struggling for a split second as his meaning took effect. “I trust you with my very life.”

  “Then stop struggling and trust me to give you pleasure. To make your first time a time you will never forget.”

  She pouted. He smiled but refused to do anything more. He could smell her heady fragrance but he kept his finger still even as she tried to move her hips to get him to help her.

  William rewarded her instantly as he moved his finger over her clit. She opened her legs wider to accommodate him. He still had her hands cuffed in his.

  “Keep your hands there and don’t move,” he ordered her. He waited until he got her nod of understanding.

  He kissed her one last time as he moved down her body, going straight for what he wanted. Using his large hands, he separated her legs, getting himself comfortable. He looked up at his woman.

  He fell in love all over again. She was beautiful everywhere. Her plump lips were dusted with amber curls, open slightly for him to see her clit, red, swollen and pulsing. William licked his lips. He was so hungry for a taste. He could smell the musky scent of her arousal and he wanted more.

  William used his lips to open her pussy. Only then did he move his tongue through the slit, gathering her juices on his tongue. He heard her cry echo off the walls as she absorbed the new sensation of having him lick her pussy, so different in the real world compared to the dream world.

  “Oh…my…God…”she panted every word.

  William feasted on her, showing her the magical power of his mouth.

  He held her legs open as she tried to shut him out. He wouldn’t allow it—he needed to bring her to climax with his mouth. He wanted to taste every drop of her sweet cream.

  “It’s too much, it’s too much, it’s too much,” she chanted, over and over. He circled her clit, taking the sweet nub between his teeth, applying enough pressure to cause pleasure but with the bite of pain.

  He touched her stomach, pressing down, and could feel the muscles tightening as her release began to build.

  He took her to the point of release and brought her back down again. He repeated this process until she was begging and whimpering for him to continue. He wanted her mindless, so consumed by lust, desire and love as not to register the pain of her first time. The pain that must happen for the blood bond to be cemented. In the dream world there hadn’t been any pain, only a numbed sort of pleasure. Whereas now every touch, kiss and lick was heightened.

  When he knew she was past the point of no return, he built up the sensation, drawing it out for as long as he could.

  “Not again—please, not again,” she moaned, obviously expecting him to deny her.

  William smiled against her quivering pussy.

  He moved his tongue faster, bringing her closer and closer to the delicious peak. She pushed her pelvis against his face, fighting for more. He held on, circling his tongue; tasting, flicking the small nub that created an entire world of possibilities.

  “William,” she gasped as it became too much.

  He hurtled her into a climax so powerful that he held her down to keep her safe, riding the wave with her. Holding her, reassuring her that everything was going to be okay. Katie was still writhing with pleasure. William moved up, looking into the face of the woman he loved. Katie was uninhibited and showed her pleasure so freely that it made his heart ache. She gave him so much.

  “I’m sorry, my sweet witch,” he whispered, kissing each of her eyelids. He reached down between their bodies, grasped his cock, stroking himself along her juices, coating himself with plenty of her natural lubricant. He seated himself at her entrance and pushed his cock in.

  He looked up into her eyes and lost himself.

  “Do it, William,” she encouraged him. She held on to his upper arms. Her touch electrified him. He refused to look away as he thrust all of himself into her; one long thrust inside her moist, tight centre. He felt the small trickle of her virginal blood as her pussy accepted him into her body, pulsing greedily, sucking him into her tight heat. He felt the tip of his cock hit deep within her.

  She sank her nails into his arms. He knew he was hurting her—he hated himself for it—and felt her try not to move but instinct took over and she tried to push him away. This was what he’d feared—the pain he could see on her face.

  “I’m so sorry, baby. I love you so damn much.” He kept still as he the spoke loving words to her, allowing her to grow accusto
med to him inside her.

  “You’re so big,” she moaned and his cock jumped.

  “Sorry—you make me feel loved with compliments like that.” He leant down and kissed her.

  She groaned. “Can’t you make it go smaller?”

  William couldn’t control himself. He started to laugh, the jolt plunging him a little deeper, hitting her pleasure centre.

  She tensed but within seconds she writhed around him.

  “Soon you’ll be begging me to get a hard-on, my sweet witch,” he assured her.

  “Move again, William—please.”

  William could see the desperation on her face, not for him to get off and leave her alone, unsatisfied. No—now she was getting used to his body.

  He wanted to hear her beg, just a little.

  William moved to get off her. Katie pressed her little talons in, stopping him in his tracks.

  “Don’t leave me.”

  I have no intention of ever leaving you.

  “Tell me what you want,” he instructed.

  “I don’t know how.”

  “Tell me to fuck you.” William wanted to hear her say the words, at least once.

  Katie only hesitated for a split second. “Fuck me, William. Make me yours.”

  Pulling all the way out of her, William kept his eyes firmly on hers as he ploughed back inside.

  They both cried out as they accepted each other. Katie held on as William took charge, fucking her for the first time.

  Her body opened for him and tightened around his hard cock when he pulled most of the way out.

  William took her on a rollercoaster ride, taking control of their love-making.

  “Watch us—watch me take you,” he told her, moving enough that she could watch as he fucked her, took her and made her his. Could watch his shaft as he pulled out, glistening with her cream. He knew he wouldn’t be able to last. His balls had already tightened and his shaft was thickening as it pulsed inside her, leaking streams of pre-cum.

  But this wasn’t about him. It was about Katie.