She did.
“Good, now lean your shoulders back more,” he instructed and Kelly obeyed. “Very good. Hold there.”
Kelly listened to him, letting her mind wander over how much he’d come out of his shell in the time she’d known him. Yates no longer shut himself away from the world and kept to the darkness. He seemed to relish every opportunity he got to whisk her out and about the town. He found he could tolerate certain foods and drinks now that he hadn’t been able to before. Sharing a cup of coffee while sitting outside the café in the morning light had become one of his favorite things to do with her. It was so simple yet meant so much to him that Kelly couldn’t help but look forward to the act.
Yates sighed, not sounding annoyed but pretending to be. “And what, my love, are you laughing about now?”
She bit her lip and held a red sheet over the front of her body. Pointing at Yates’ formfitting white ribbed T-shirt, she suppressed a giggle. “You have latte on you again.”
Yates glanced down at himself and snorted. His laugh was deep and rolled over her, exciting her. “So I do.” He shook his head. “For centuries I gave up cups. I’m still getting used to it all. Kind of like how you’re still getting used to feeding from me.” He rubbed his inner thigh and winced.
Kelly howled with laughter as she remembered the look on his face when her tiny fangs caught his cock as she sucked on him. He’d shot up and out of the bed before calming himself and asking her to do it again. She had obliged, licking and sucking his cock until she’d swallowed every last drop of his cum. He was insatiable and had been ready to be in her again within seconds. He never seemed to tire of making love to her. Sometimes he was rough, tying her to the bed or chaining her to the wall. Kelly especially liked it when he produced a flogger during one of their many sexual escapades and proceeded to swat her for being naughty. He’d tenderly kissed each spot he’d spanked and given her orgasm after mind-blowing orgasm. It was then she made up her mind to butt heads with him as often as possible in hopes of a repeat performance. Yates didn’t disappoint. In fact, he seemed to relish the opportunity to dominate her.
“You liked it when I nicked your cock and you know it,” she said, letting the sheet slip slightly.
Yates’ dark gaze moved over her exposed breast and he set his camera down. “I can’t remember a time one photo shoot has taken me over two months to complete.”
“Well, if you’d stop ogling me and do your job, we’d get done a lot faster.” Goading him gave her a natural high. She knew he looked forward to it, too.
He feigned shock as he covered the distance between them. Taking hold of the sheet, he growled as he yanked it away from her body. Kelly stared up at her husband and her body heated with need. He never ceased to amaze her. He was perfect in every way and so incredibly loving and caring that she was ashamed she’d grown up assuming vampires were the root of all evil.
The ones who had attacked her outside the club were all too common and Yates had made it his mission to try to enlighten the rest of his kind. It wasn’t an easy undertaking and change wouldn’t come overnight—if at all. The same was true of her kind. Shifters weren’t exactly rushing to embrace vampires. Jax’s tolerance for Yates had increased and they’d even seemed to forge a bond of sorts. It was different but worked well for them so Kelly never questioned it. Jax’s visits had begun to decrease and she suspected it was because he felt like a third wheel. She had high hopes that he’d take the initiative and seek out his mate. She knew he was at odds with the rest of their group of shifters from taking her side on the matter of being mated to a vampire. It was more than Jax needed to do and she would be forever grateful to him for his support.
“I would very much like your thoughts to be on me, not Jax,” Yates said, his voice low and even.
Kelly stared up at him, no longer shocked by his ability to read her thoughts with ease. On occasion, she would read his as well. Whenever she did, he seemed to be thinking dirty thoughts.
Yates licked his lower lip. “You make it difficult to think of much else, ma petite.”
Yates undid his black slacks slowly, only serving to intensify her desire. She knew what awaited her. What pleasures he had to offer and she couldn’t wait to return them tenfold. He stopped just short of freeing himself and pulled his shirt off instead before returning to his pants. She never tired of soaking in the sight of him without a shirt on. Sheer perfection.
Unable to help herself, Kelly leaned forward and began to work his pants down his legs. The minute his rigid cock sprang forth from its neatly trimmed thatch of black curls, she forgot about getting Yates’ pants down and took hold of his shaft. His manly smell surrounded her, turning her on even more. Her pussy flooded with cream and she held him tighter.
He cupped her cheek as she licked a line from base to tip and then did short, fast swipes of her tongue over his cock head. Yates tipped his head back and moaned. She continued to toy with him, licking, nibbling and raking her fangs lightly over the sides of his shaft. She’d learned what drove him mad and this was just one of the things she enjoyed doing in an attempt to push him over the edge.
She hadn’t even gotten him into her mouth before he was lifting her high into the air and impaling her on his cock. Pleasure tore through her as he speared her pussy. Kelly wrapped her legs around Yates’ waist and let him guide their movement as he took hold of her ass cheeks, lifting her up and down the length of his cock.
He captured her lips with his own, his tongue mirroring his shaft, dipping in and out of her. Kelly caught hold of it and sucked as she would his cock and animalistic sounds came from them both as he continued to fuck her with sweet passion. She clung to him as she savored his kisses.
A fire lit deep within her belly as her pussy began to milk him. Kelly bit lightly on Yates’ tongue, drawing only a tiny amount of blood as she came with a start. His thrusts bordered on painful as he slammed into her, filling her with his seed as her body continued tightening on him.
Drawing back slightly, Kelly laughed with nervous energy as she kissed his jawline. “Mmm, thank you.”
He pressed his forehead to hers and his thoughts assailed her. Kelly knew it was unintentional because she felt his attempts at holding her mentally at bay. They failed, but still, Yates tried to keep his secrets.
I love you so very much. Give me hope. Even a small amount. Anything, I beg of you. It’s killing me not knowing how you feel about me.
“Tu m’aimes?” he asked out loud.
She thought it best to address his unspoken concerns first. She planted a chaste kiss on his lips. “Yates, I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything in my life. I wake scared you won’t be there next to me and that I’ll find out this is all a dream. I’m afraid to share my feelings with you because I’m terrified if I do, it will all somehow go away.”
His mouth crushed hers and she felt his cock harden almost instantly. The next thing she knew, they were crashing through his backdrop and onto the floor. Yates cradled her, breaking her fall as he continued fucking her.
Kelly clung to him as he rode her body to his peak. She cried out, digging her fingernails into his upper back. Yates’ body stiffened and he came in waves, deep within her. When he drew back, he wore a lopsided smile.
“You love me?”
Rolling her eyes, she laughed and slapped his shoulder lightly. “Of course I do. Why else would I put up with your angst?”
“My angst?”
She snorted and he growled playfully. “Careful, Kelly. I will punish you if you’re bad.”
Visions of the flogger danced in her head. “Promise?”
He nodded before pressing a kiss to her lips. “Mmm, je t’aime. I love you.”
She giggled but felt as if she could fly hearing the words fall from his lips. Yates wagged his brows. “All you have to do is ask and I’ll make it so.”
“Wait, make what so?” she asked, confused.
Cool energy buzzed around her and the next thing Kelly knew, she and
Yates were lifting off the floor and levitating at least a foot above it. Kelly held tight to him and he chuckled.
“I won’t drop you. I couldn’t stand the idea of you being hurt.”
“Good to know,” she said, kissing his cheek. “Mmm, we really should finish that shoot.”
“That,” his tongue feathered out and over her lower lip, “or we could stay right here and play more. Isn’t it about time for your fertility cycle to start?”
It was. She wasn’t sure how she’d forgotten about it but she had. She nodded and stared into his dark eyes. “Have you changed your mind?”
“Have you?”
Frustrated, she let out a long breath. “Yates.”
He grinned. “Of course not. I still want to have a family with you.”
“Then we’ll let nature take its course?”
“Sounds like a plan to me.” He kissed her.
“For now we can practice.”
“C’est en forgeant qu’on devient forgeron—practice makes perfect.” He licked her lip seductively. “Mmm, and don’t you dare think I didn’t notice your mind wandering to me and the flogger.”
“I liked the clothespins too.”
“Too bad you’ve been a good girl.” Yates kissed her again. “Though I could invent rules you’ve broken.”
“Would you?” she asked, hopeful.
His rich, warm laugh made her smile. He levitated higher, making her stomach drop.
Giggling, she shook her head and cupped his cheeks. “I said I love you, now be a gentleman and put me down. I don’t think my stomach was cut out for defying gravity.”
He lowered them to the floor with ease. “But is your heart cut out for loving me, Mrs. Colyer?”
Kelly did a rather long blink as she held tight to Yates. Regardless of whether they were floating on air or holding one another on the floor, she would forever feel elevated with him by her side. “For all eternity, husband.”
About Mandy M. Roth
I grew up fascinated by creatures that go bump in the night. From the very beginning I was odd and creative—a combo every mother hopes for. After studying art all the way through school, I majored in it at college. One rather unexpected child later, I changed my major and finished with a great balance of art and business. I’m working on my MBA with a concentration in marketing but it’s taken a back seat while I plug away at the keyboard.
I live in Ohio with my husband and three boys. They definitely keep me busy. Between convincing one he really doesn’t need to have his eyebrow pierced, listening to the middle one’s philosophy on life and pulling the youngest off the countertop, I do manage to eke in a very small amount of writing time during the day. More often than not, my writing is done from 8 pm until 3 am.
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