by Aubrey Ross
“I’ll call him later. Just let him know I’m fine.”
Faelon nodded and escorted Antonelli down the hall. Natalie’s body was gone and the guards picked up Etoro, carrying him across the foyer. Jessie glanced at the bloodstain that hadn’t yet been scrubbed away.
“Can we go take a shower?”
“We don’t have to stay here,” Rafe said, his gaze filled with concern. “I’ll take you home.”
“After last night and what just happened here, I think you better sleep for a while.”
“As long as you’re willing to help me recuperate, I’m up for anything.”
She pulled him against her and smiled into his eyes. “Why, yes you are.”
Epilogue
“I suspect you’ll be spending more time here than at the band house,” Jessie whispered. She was stretched out on her back with Rafe cradled between her thighs. His hands covered her breasts and his lips explored her belly.
He raised his head, his features utterly expressionless. “Why would I do that?”
She laughed. “Because your descent ends there unless you admit that you’re addicted to me.”
They’d hardly left this bed in four days. Since returning from Italy, they’d spent every moment together, exploring each other’s bodies and minds with ravenous enthusiasm.
“You think so?”
Silken cords coiled about her wrists, pulling her arms up and out. “That’s not fair. My powers are all but gone.”
He slipped his hands beneath her bottom and rocked back onto his knees. “You have all the power you need. I look into your eyes and I can think of nothing but your happiness. I touch your warm, soft skin and I have to taste you. I taste you and I have to have more, always more.”
She tugged against the cords as he draped her legs over his shoulders. He loved binding her and she loved being bound. Despite her pleas and hoarse demands, he took his time when she was helpless, setting a slow, titillating pace that drove her out of her mind.
Working his way down along her inner thighs, he alternated between kisses, licks and bites until she arched and groaned with each combination. The abilities afforded her by the three-way blood bond might have faded, but their alliance was still active. She felt his rising desire, his excitement in her response.
Intoxicating indeed. As if his skilled touch wasn’t potent enough, knowing how well she pleased him sent her senses reeling.
“I’ll never tire of your silky skin.” He parted her folds with his thumbs and pushed his tongue into her pussy. Circling his tongue inside her, he touched and tasted, caressing her. “Your taste is exquisite.” He chuckled. “I guess I am addicted to you.”
He let her come almost immediately, which told her in no uncertain terms how much he wanted her. With her legs still hooked over his shoulders, he gazed into her eyes. “Am I lost in this addiction alone?”
“No,” she whispered. “I need you every bit as much as you need me.”
He smiled, that lazy, wicked smile that melted her bones and made her heart pound. Lifting her hips off the bed, he drove his cock into her snug passage. They sighed together, savoring the penetration, then he moved with strong, even strokes.
“Let my legs down.” She panted. “I want to move.”
“And I want this to last more than a nanosecond.”
Steadying her hips, he rocked in and out, in and out. She opened her mind, feeling his pleasure as well as her own. They completed each other, giving and taking with equal fervor. She arched her back and he suckled her breasts. She tightened her inner muscles and he thrust faster. Words were unnecessary. They let their bodies communicate while their hearts reveled in the wonder of sharing.
He covered her mouth with his. She greeted his tongue with an affectionate curl of her own. He tasted of spiced wine and passion, her passion. She canted her hips, feeling the heated slide of his body in hers.
I’m addicted to your heat and the firm grip of your pussy as you come.
As if by command, her body exploded in orgasm, squeezing his cock in rippling waves. He thrust deep and echoed her release with his own.
After a long, breathless minute of utter bliss, he shifted her legs to his waist and released her hands with a mental command. His mouth lingered on hers, kissing and nibbling. She combed her fingers through his hair and enjoyed the fullness of his shaft inside her.
He suddenly groaned and rested his forehead against her shoulder.
“What’s the matter?” She pushed against him, but he wouldn’t lift his head.
“I have to go to work tomorrow.”
She laughed. “Poor baby.”
“And you better have a drink with Dalton.” He rolled to her side, his head propped up on his hand. “I think he’s half convinced I’m holding you hostage.”
“Wasn’t I tied up just a minute ago?”
“You enjoy being tied up and we both know it.”
“Only with you, always with you.” Licking her lips she rolled to her side as well. “I know you spoke with Faelon earlier. What did the council decide to do with Etoro?”
“He was ruled beyond redemption.”
“Which means?”
“His life was forfeit.”
“I guess I should be relieved, but in honesty, I feel nothing. I’m glad he was apprehended, but it doesn’t bring his victims back.” Rafe nodded, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Did they learn what he was babbling about? Has a vampire survived the removal of their heart?”
“According to Etoro, Natalie rescued Kyrel from the assassin and spirited him away to ‘a place where no one can harm him’. Etoro admitted he didn’t actually see this miracle, but Faelon said he was surprisingly convincing.”
“So, Etoro bought into her delusions.” Jessie shrugged one shoulder. “There hasn’t been another attack since the ambush. Isn’t that what matters?”
“Not to me.” He pulled her into his arms. “I’m thrilled that the attacks have stopped, but what matters most to me is right here.”
About the Author
Aubrey Ross writes an eclectic assortment of erotic fiction. From power struggles between futuristic clans to adventurous mystic guardians, her stories are filled with passion and imagination. Some of her recent awards include an EPPIE finalist, two Passionate Plume finalists and a CAPA nomination from the Romance Studio.
With a pampered cat curled on the corner of her desk, Aubrey dreams up fascinating words and larger than life adventures—and wouldn’t have it any other way!
Aubrey welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.
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