by L. Rosario
"Is it true?"
He decided not to assume he knew what she was asking. “Is what true? The part about being a clone or a vampire?"
She waved her hand toward him. “Both, either."
He nodded and started toward her again. “Yes, I'm a scientifically created sex toy.” She flinched at that and took a step back for every one he took forward. “The vampire bit, I don't know if it's true, but it might be."
"But how?” She continued to retreat until finally her back was to the wall. “It takes a great deal to turn a mortal ... I think."
"But I didn't start as a normal mortal."
Sera shook her head and fisted her hands at her sides. “You could have told me."
Valentino paused. “Would you have listened?” When she nodded and dragged her bottom lip into her mouth, he wanted to drop to his knees and tell her he loved her.
Her watery gaze met his. “I don't think it's possible for you to become a vampire."
Valentino didn't care. For the past few days he'd been waiting to die and trying not to think of never seeing Sera again. But here he was and here she was, and he'd be damned if they wasted another second chatting about whether or not he was turning into a vampire. “We'll talk later, Sera."
She shook her head and lifted her hands to hold him off. “No. I need to know what's going on with you. I was told my blood could kill you."
"Well, it didn't.” He pressed closer, smashing her hands between their bodies. “If you shut up, you'll soon discover just how healthy I am.” He dipped his head and kissed her parted lips before she could utter another word. God, she tasted good.
The dress she had on buttoned all the way down the front and was laughably easy to rip open. She gasped into his mouth then moaned when he slid his tongue toward the back of her throat. Without the rules of Captive Fantasy hanging over his head he could take her anyway he wanted, without having to wait for her to ask, and he wanted her right here. Right now.
She squirmed against him, and he ended the kiss to look into her eyes. She licked her lips and rested her head back against the wall. A small smile flirted at the corners of her mouth. “Hi,” she whispered. “I missed you.” She reached up to stroke his cheek and then dragged a finger toward his lips. “I missed you a lot."
"Oh God, Sera.” He slammed his mouth back down on hers while his hands clawed at the lace of her bra. It shredded under his fingers, exposing her breasts to his touch. He squeezed her nipples, and she bit into his tongue. Blood filled his mouth, and he pulled free of her teeth in order to swallow.
"Careful, baby,” he whispered against her mouth.
She moaned and reached up to fist her hands in his hair. Pulling his head back with one good yank, she aimed for his neck and sank her teeth deep into his flesh. Another moan wracked her body, followed by a purr of pleasure.
Valentino decided to let her drink.
Blindly, he clutched her hips and ripped her panties away from her body. She lifted a leg to his waist and wiggled against him as he fumbled between them to unhook his jeans. Eventually he managed to work his cock free, and he slicked it through her wet folds until she bit harder and moaned loudly. “You want it?"
She nodded against his neck and wiggled some more.
Sliding his hands under her ass, he lifted her off the floor. Instinctively, she curled around him, and his cock found her hole. He thrust forward, but she was too tight and the angle was all wrong. “Damnit."
"Mmm...” she mumbled against his neck, then eased her teeth free. “What's wrong?” She sounded breathless and sexy.
He met her gaze and watched her lick his blood from her lips. His cock jumped, making her gasp. “If you want it all, we need to move."
Frowning, she dug her nails into his shoulders and squirmed up the wall. She pulled him closer. “Just do it,” she begged. “I don't care if it hurts."
"I do.” Gripping her ass, he stepped back. She squeaked and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Shh, I'm only taking you to the bed.” As he walked, his cock slid further inside her, and she dropped her forehead onto his shoulder with a sigh that ruffled the tips of his hair and tickled the wound on his neck. He halted halfway to the bed. “Feel good?"
She nodded without lifting her head.
With his feet braced apart, he clasped her ass tighter and lifted her slightly before easing her back down. He slid nearly the entire way inside before her sweet body closed around him and stopped him from going deeper. “Relax, baby."
She did, but only until he attempted to move. The moment he shifted his hips, her muscles tightened. “Sorry,” she said in a rush.
He chuckled and moved toward the bed again. Instead of laying her down, he set her on her feet, and she blinked in surprise while he peeled the ruined dress and underwear off her body. After kicking off her heels, she sank down onto the edge of the bed to stare up at him. Her hungry expression demanded to be fed, so he stepped back and slowly eased his t-shirt up and over his head. If she wanted a show, he'd gladly give her one.
He threw the shirt aside and watched her gaze drift down his body. His cock still strained from his gaping fly, and it caught her attention. Clearly, she wanted the jeans gone. Well, who was he to stop her? “Why don't you take them off?"
Her gaze flew to his face. “Take what off?"
He fought a smile at the blush creeping into her cheeks. “My jeans."
The blush deepened, and she shook her head. “No. It'll be easier if you do it."
"But I want you to."
"Oh...” Her gaze lowered again, and her tongue poked out between her lips.
"God, Sera. Either do it or don't, but the look on your face is too much to bear."
She peeked up through her lashes and then shocked the hell out of him by dropping to her knees. Still looking into his eyes, she placed her hands on his thighs and licked her lips. “I've never done this before."
"Never?” He shouldn't really be surprised, given how uncomfortable she was with all things sexual. “You don't have to do it now.” It killed him to say that.
She lowered her gaze and moved her hands up his thighs. “I think I want to."
Tension like he'd never experienced before tightened every muscle in his body as Valentino waited for the touch of Sera's hands or mouth. Either was likely to make him explode. He closed his eyes, unable to tolerate the sight of her kneeling before him. “You're killing me, Sera."
"It doesn't look like it.” Her breath blew over his cock, making him even harder. “You look just fine to me.” With that, she wrapped her fingers around him and stroked upward.
Chapter Nineteen
Sera felt Valentino shudder in response to her touch and it gave her the confidence she needed to stroke him again. This time, the shudder was accompanied by a low, sexy growl. She swept her gaze up his body toward his face. His eyes were shut, his chin nearly rested on his chest, and his hair eclipsed his features. She could just make out the tight line of his jaw. He opened his eyes to look at her through the fall of his hair.
"What do I do now?” She really didn't know. Constantine had never demanded oral sex from her, at the time she'd been relieved. Then she had discovered why. There seemed to be no shortage of women willing to do anything he asked of them. He didn't need Sera on her knees or anywhere at all, for that matter.
Valentino cupped her cheek and tipped her face up. “What are you thinking about?"
Sera shook the thoughts of Constantine away. She wouldn't let him ruin this. “Tell me what to do."
Valentino's gaze narrowed, but he didn't press her. “You can start by taking off my jeans."
Heat flooded Sera's face. “Oh, okay."
She released his cock and snared the waist of his jeans to shimmy the denim over his hips and down his thighs. He took over once they reached his knees and stepped back to strip them the rest of the way off. Naked, he moved in front of her again and took hold of his erection to slide it across her lips. She flicked her tongue out to taste the t
ip and gripped his thighs.
"Now, be a good little vampire and don't bite."
Sera glanced up and smiled wide enough to flash the tips of her fangs. “Are you afraid?"
He gave a nervous laugh. “Maybe a little."
She flicked her tongue out again, and he slid his hand down so she could lick more than just the tip. “I've managed to resist biting for a very long time. I think you'll be fine.” The taste of him blanketed her tongue and made her scoot closer. She wanted him trapped between her lips.
Valentino's voice halted her as she opened her mouth. “You don't do so good when you're with me, and I have the marks to prove it."
Sera pulled back and snapped her mouth shut. Getting to her feet, she shook her head. “I'm sorry. You're right. This isn't a good idea."
"Just a damn minute!” Valentino took hold of her as she tried to turn away. He twisted her back around to face him and gave her a little shake. “So, that's it? I tease you about biting and you decide nothing should happen?"
"Maybe nothing should,” she countered. “We aren't good for each other."
"What!"
Sera slid out of his grasp and covered her ears. “Stop yelling at me.” She sat down on the bed, then jumped back up. The bed wasn't safe. “I said goodbye to you for a reason, Valentino. We weren't supposed to see each other again."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Now it was Sera's turn to yell. “This!” She gestured between the two of them. “Us! We aren't good for each other. When I'm with you, I act exactly the way I never wanted to and you ... you...” She huffed and turned her back on him.
"I what?” He gripped her shoulders from behind and leaned close to her cheek. “I what?"
Sera shivered. “Don't do that."
"Do what?"
She rolled her shoulders to try and escape his touch, but it didn't work.
"Don't do what?” he asked again.
"Stop purring in my ear."
"Ah. Like this? Mmmm...” His entire body vibrated with the sound, making her shiver again.
"Yes,” she bit out. “Like that."
"But you like it. In fact,” he hesitated and turned her around to face him. “You like everything I do, which leads me to believe we're very good for each other."
"No.” Sera shook her head and braced her hands on Valentino's chest. Touching him wasn't any safer than sitting on the bed, but she didn't take her hands away. “I've ruined your life. How can you say I'm good for you, when I accidentally turned you into a vampire?"
"I don't think I'm a full fledged vampire yet.” He snapped his teeth together. “No fangs."
"Ugh!” Sera shoved him back with enough force to make him lose his grip on her. “You are impossible."
He chuckled and reached for her again. “No, just incredibly thrilled to see you again, not to mention extremely horny."
Sera rolled her eyes and let Valentino gather her into his arms. “I can't win with you, can I?"
He put his mouth to her ear. “Oh yes you can.” He walked her around until she faced the bed. “You looked good on your knees, by the way,” he said softly.
Sera caught her breath and stared down at the silver and black comforter. “What are you going to do?"
Before he answered, he shifted his mouth to lick the side of her neck. “Maybe someday I will be able to sink my teeth into you? I know you'd like that."
"Valentino,” she warned, though the thought made her hot all over.
He chuckled in her ear and nipped at the lobe. “So how ‘bout you crawl onto your hands and knees like a good little girl?"
"Why should I?” Despite the challenge, excitement coursed through her. She knew what he wanted to do to her, and it had been a really long time since she'd had sex in that position. The last time had ended with her nearly biting her lover's hand, so she'd avoided it from that point on.
"I thought you trusted me?” He sounded hurt.
Sera glanced over her shoulder. “I do."
Valentino smiled and slid a thigh between her legs. “Then get on your hands and knees."
How on earth could she resist? She crawled onto the bed and began to make her way up toward the pillows, assuming Valentino would need room to kneel behind her. She got halfway before he gripped her hips and hauled her back toward the edge. “Where you going?"
Sera looked over her shoulder but couldn't speak as Valentino positioned himself behind her. He met her gaze and blew her a kiss right before he nudged the fat head of his cock between her legs. Her muscles closed around him, but he fought past the tight grip and claimed her fully after only two thrusts. Flashes of light exploded behind her eyes, and she squeezed them shut and dropped her forehead to the cool comforter. “Oh man..."
Valentino's fingers flexed on her hips as he worked his cock even deeper. “Mmm,” he hummed. “You were made to take it like this."
Sera moaned into the blanket. It was true. This position made having an orgasm seem possible. It also made her feel like an animal, and animals bite. She clenched her teeth together and ignored the growing impulse. At least she couldn't get to any part of Valentino's body. But she could smell him. And she need only swallow to recall what he tasted like. Oh dear.
"Feel good?” He shoved deeper, making it impossible for her to answer. His self-assured chuckle told her he knew how damn good it felt.
The sheer size of him was enough to make her climax, but even without that, he had skill. He pumped against her ass while pulling her back at the same time. The head of his cock rubbed the furthest reaches of her womb until she burned with the need to come. But needing to come wasn't enough to push her over the edge. She lifted her head to tell Valentino what she wanted, but he already seemed to know.
Shaking his hair out of his face, he met her gaze over her shoulder, and then shifted her hips higher against his pelvis. Doing so drove him in at a much different angle, so that with each powerful thrust, his balls brushed the swollen head of her clit. It was unlike anything she'd ever felt before, and exactly what her body craved. She tightened around him in a rapid series of contractions that encouraged him to thrust a little faster.
"Val...” she breathed before burying her face in the comforter. If she screamed, the whole house would hear her. She'd rather run naked through the halls.
"Don't you dare hide.” Valentino trailed a hand up the center of her back to take hold of her nape. He pulled her face free of the blanket then twisted his fingers in her hair. “I want to hear you scream."
"No.” Sera tried to shake her head, but Valentino's grip was too strong. She bit her lip, tasted blood, and squeezed her eyes shut as her orgasm crashed down around her. The scream was a muffled pain in the back of her throat.
The friction of Valentino's thrusts became more intense, then halted altogether as he dug his fingers into her hip, buried himself as deep as he would go, and let go inside her with enough force to rock her forward. She caught her breath and had to fight not to scream all over again.
Eventually the madness lessoned, allowing her to regain her hold on reality. She glanced over her shoulder and clashed with his milk chocolate gaze. “See?” he said, though his voice was nothing more than a breathy whisper. “You won that round?"
"By not screaming?” She noticed the trembling in her own voice.
He nodded and withdrew from her to roll her onto her back. Taking advantage of the slippery comforter, he pushed her up toward the pillows and stretched out on top of her. His skin was damp with sweat, making their bodies stick together in places, not that she minded.
With his lips lightly pressed to hers and his slick cock nestled against her throbbing core, he whispered, “But I plan on winning the next round."
Sera turned away from his kiss. “I can't do it again."
He brushed his lips down the side of her neck. “Why not?” He moved off of her and captured a nipple in his teeth.
Sera buried a hand in his hair and tried to get him to stop. “Please
, I can't do it again."
He lifted his head and aimed for her mouth again. He kissed her before she could turn away. “Did I hurt you?"
Sera shook her head, and then arched back to let Valentino kiss the underside of her chin. His hair swept over her collarbone as he licked a path to the hollow of her throat then back up again. The gesture made her shiver.
"You need blood, don't you?” He nipped her neck with his teeth. “Take whatever you need."
"No.” Tearing into his neck had been enough for one night. She didn't want to lose control again.
He braced his weight on his hands and stared down into her face. “Stop being stubborn, Sera. I want to have sex with you again and you need blood in order to enjoy it. Right?"
"Yes,” she hissed.
"So bite me. What's the big deal?"
"The big deal, as you say,” Constantine's voice rang out from somewhere in the room, “is that your blood nearly killed her."
Sera shoved Valentino off her and sat up to glare toward their unwelcome visitor. “What do you think you're doing in here?"
Constantine flicked his gaze toward Valentino. “Leave us."
Valentino snorted. “Not on your life."
Anger tightened Constantine's features. He resettled his gaze on Sera. “Finding you naked is becoming a pleasant habit, my pet."
Sera reached for Valentino as he moved toward the edge of the bed. He glared at her, but she kept her fingers around his arm. “He wants to get a rise out of you. Just ignore him."
"Yes, just ignore me, Valentino.” Constantine strolled all the way into the room and sat down in one of the two chairs arranged in front of a large fireplace. “Just pretend I'm not here and go about your business.” He glanced toward the bed. “I gather you were trying to convince Seraphina to bite you?” He shook his head. “Not a wise thing to do, but the choice is yours."
Valentino's bicep flexed under Sera's fingers. “You said my blood nearly killed her. Is that true?"
"Why don't you answer him, my pet?” With a wave of his hand, Constantine focused his gaze on the dormant fireplace.
