Romance with a Bite

by Tamsin Baker

  He pushed the material down his thick, muscled thighs and his long cock sprang up and met my lips as though it was always meant to be there.

  I glanced up at his gorgeous face, the dark eyes staring at me like he’d never see me again if he blinked and was afraid to shut his eyes.

  He cleared his throat roughly, then said, “Then suck my cock, beautiful. Prove to me that I’m yours and you’re mine in this crazy world.”

  There was more intensity in his words than I’d expected, and it made my heart squeeze tight in my chest.

  We were divided by our birth rights. I was a vampire, he was a shifter.

  Both of our clans forbid us from associating with each other.

  Breeding? Impossible. Punishment by death. Even for me, the ruler of my land. So, for our safety, we kept our affair secret, and I kept a tight rein on my fertility.

  I reached up and wrapped my hand around his cock at the same time I consciously retracted my fangs, which automatically came out when I was aroused.

  I stared at his cock for several moments, loving the heat in my palm and the way the head bulged with redness.

  It twitched in my grasp and I found myself giggling with happiness as I wrapped my lips around the head and sucked hard. Despite the submissiveness of this position, I still felt like I had all the power, holding his manhood literally in the palm of my hand.

  Marcus moaned this time, his hand slipping into my hair and gripping my head as I moved up and down on his flesh.

  I loved the taste of him. The scent of his skin inside my mouth.

  It didn’t make sense, with us being so different, but every part of him was beautiful to me. His hot skin, his heavy balls… his strong jaw and dark eyes.

  I used my hand on his shaft to milk the muscle, licking the slit and exploring the head with my tongue and lips.

  He’d stop me soon, I knew. He’d want access to my body. So I enjoyed the heady power of making such a man moan as long as I could.

  “That’s enough,” he declared, and a laugh rose in my throat at his impatience.

  I pulled back and looked up at him with a grin. “But I thought you wanted me to suck your cock?”

  The wolf in him growled as he heaved me up from the floor and set me on my feet once again.

  “Not anymore,” came the barely audible words through teeth that had shifted. “If you don’t want this dress ripped to shreds, I suggest you take it off. And quickly.”

  I could see the primitive force moving through him. The drive to mate with me in the most animalistic way. The fact he had the strength to stop himself from destroying my brand new gown was a testament to his power. Another thing I loved about him. His control. He was no mindless animal, this man.

  I didn’t make him wait. I undressed as fast as my vampire speed allowed, dropping the dress to the floor and kicked it to the side.

  And then he was on me. Kissing my lips with the hunger of a man drowning, needing me as much as he needed air to breathe.

  He opened his mouth and thrust his tongue possessively into mine. I sucked on his tongue, drawing it further into my mouth, then meeting his tongue with mine. Over and over again.

  I shoved my fingers through his long hair and held him to me, giving as good as I got.

  He lifted me up on his body and I wrapped my legs around his waist, the move as natural as breathing.

  His hot body burned against my cold skin and I welcomed the fire.

  He walked us backwards and I held on while he sat down on the bed, then flipped us over so I was on my back.

  He drew back and smiled down at me. “Now it’s my turn to drive you crazy.”

  I opened my mouth to explain that I’d barely been allowed twenty seconds to explore his body before he’d pulled me to my feet, but he didn’t give me a chance.

  He kissed my lips to silence anything I had to say, then moved south, kissing inches of sensitive flesh and pausing at both breasts to suckle my tight nipples until I was crying out to him.

  “Marcus! Please. I’m ready. Don’t make me wait.”

  I ached. Everywhere, but especially between my thighs, where my lust for this man was raging out of control.

  But as usual, he ignored me, moving lower until his head was buried between my thighs and his talented tongue was circling my clit.

  “Oh! Ah….” I couldn’t hold in the gasps and groans that came out of my mouth as he pushed me to the edge, running his tongue around my most sensitive flesh.

  “Marcus… please…”

  Instead of giving me what I wanted, he suckled on my clit and slid two fingers into my wet and waiting body.

  I cried out at the sensation of being filled, my greedy channel clinging to his fingers, but needing so much more.

  He worked the inside of me with his fingers while his mouth set my pussy on fire. My back began to arch and my belly tightened. I was going to come, and soon. My pussy rippled, a gasp caught in my throat, then he was moving, taking away the perfect pressure of his mouth and fingers.

  I almost screamed out against the change, but then he was replacing the feeling with his cock. Sliding into me, filling me, making me whole.

  Marcus kissed me slowly, watching as my mouth fell open on a gasp as he filled me completely.

  “That’s my girl,” he said, the sound as perfect as rain on the crops.

  I lifted my legs and wrapped my thighs around his waist, taking him deeper.

  I met his gaze and my heart squeezed tight.

  The desire to be closer to this man gripped me like an iron fist. I wanted to be a part of him, like he was a part of me.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him tighter, kissing his neck, his face, anywhere I could reach as he began to move.

  We undulated together in the ancient dance of animal and human alike. His hips rolled as he thrust into me, sparking my desire, then pulled away, making me dig my nails into his back so that he’d come back to me.

  Again, and again, he thrust harder and faster, groans of pleasure erupting from my throat.

  I was going to orgasm, I could feel the tightness in my belly.

  “I…” I tried to warn him but it gave me no time at all to prepare. It was just crashing through me.

  I screamed as pleasure ploughed through me and my pussy rippled around Marcus’ cock.

  He cried out, biting down on my shoulder as he thrust straight through my orgasm and beyond.

  I settled into the mattress as the bliss descended, my lover hot and sweaty above me.

  But he didn’t stop.

  The wave of lust began to rise again and I grinned as I moved quickly, flipping us over and pulling my legs out so I could sit on top of him comfortably.

  He blinked up at me, surprised at my speed.

  I sat atop him, his cock still buried inside of me and stared down at his beloved face. “I love you.”

  I didn’t know where the words came from, but I said them. First. And loudly.

  Marcus’ eyes opened wide, then he was pulling me down to kiss me passionately. Deeply. Lovingly.

  I began to move, riding his shaft up and down as he thrust up to meet me.

  I pulled back from his kiss, gripping his hands tightly with mine and throwing back my head so I could ride him with wild abandon.

  Up and down I moved. Up and down, aiming for all those sweet spots within my belly.

  Marcus groaned and gasped as I moaned and called out to him.

  My second orgasm was approaching at top speed and as I pressed down, he thrust up at the same time and with a shattering cry, the pleasure broke all over me again like flooding rain.

  Lightning flashed behind my closed eyes as I moaned out Marcus’ name.

  His cry ripped through the night as his seed flooded my belly, signalling his completion and the final stage of our mating.

  I collapsed onto his chest, panting for breath.

  His heart thundered in his chest beneath my ear as he kissed the top of my head and squeezed my
body tightly with his arms.

  I closed my eyes and for the first time in days, fell into a dream-filled sleep.

  Chapter 3.

  I woke just before sunrise, my skin prickling with approaching danger.

  “I must go.”

  I slid from the bed and pulled on my elaborate dress from the night before and my cloak. It had been worth wearing my gown just to see Marcus’ possessive reaction.

  “I’ll come with you.” Marcus offered, still lying on his side in bed. “To the humans. If you want me to.”

  I glanced over to him as I pulled on my leather boots.

  Damn he was beautiful, all bulky muscle and smooth, hot skin.

  “No. I need to do this on my own.”

  Through the night we had talked about my plans to approach the humans, and Marcus had expressed his concerns for my safety.

  “I could help. You know that,” he offered again, though he didn’t get out of bed. He knew it couldn’t be, no matter how much both of us wished it were different.

  I walked back over to him and pressed a final kiss to his lips. “I’ll have guards with me. It’ll be fine. Goodbye for now.”

  I leaned over the bed to kiss him once more and he reached for my cheek. I nestled into his hand for the one moment I had, but then I was flying out the door and racing back to the safety of the castle walls.

  We were lucky that on our continent daylight hours were down to less than eight a day, but I still needed to be indoors, for fear of being burned alive.

  I found the secret entrance and crept back to my room, finding it cold and still.

  No one had come looking for me. Nissa was probably asleep also, so I quickly checked the windows to see verify the shutters had already been closed for daylight sleeping.

  I undressed once again and climbed into my clean bed. A soft moan left my mouth. I smelled of Marcus and my body ached in all the right places.

  Happily, I fell asleep with a smile on my face for the first time in days, resting for the remainder of the daylight hours.

  I was woken by Nissa. “My Queen. The carriage is ready when you are, to take you to the human town.”

  I lifted my head, barely registering what she was saying.

  Had I asked her to do that… oh, yes, I had.

  “Thank you, Nissa. I will have a quick shower, then dress for the trip.”

  I let my head fall back on the pillow and watched Nissa pick up my gown and winced at the smell.

  She glanced over at me with a wide, thoughtful expression and my heart tightened painfully. But then, as usual, she didn’t say anything. “I’ll wash this myself, my Queen, and be back to dress you shortly.”

  I smiled my thanks at the girl I was certain knew my secret like no other person did. But I had complete confidence that she would never betray me and reveal it to anyone.

  Once she left, I managed to drag myself out of my comfortable bed and into the hot shower.

  The heat was comforting, reminding me of Marcus’ skin. The hard part came when the water washed away his scent. That did nothing to make me feel better.

  I missed him already. Every day we weren’t together was difficult, and especially so after we’d shared a night like last night. So passionate and connected.

  The intimacy I shared with him was amazing, and it kept me alive through the long days and nights I endured without him.

  However, it made my loneliness twice as hard when I was alone.

  I sighed and turned the water off.

  Focusing on my duty to my people was paramount right now. That went above all else. It was how I’d been raised.

  I went down the stairs, my body still satisfied from the meal from the night before. I wouldn’t need to feed for at least another few days now.

  Four of my guards were standing by the front foyer and at my appearance, jumped to their feet.

  “My Queen.”

  I smiled in turn at them all. Friends, whom I had fought with for decades.

  “Thank you all for coming. Hopefully this will not be a perilous trip.”

  They were armed, just in case, but I was hoping for it to be a simple peace talk discussion, and then home again before sunrise.

  The four men inclined their heads and we made our way out into the early evening darkness. I had considered telling my guards that I would travel alone on this trip, but as the only remaining royal of my grandfather’s line, I was more precious to my people than I allowed myself to remember.

  I got into the carriage waiting at the front steps and the door shut behind me.

  My travelling party clamoured on, sitting at the front and the rear of the carriage while I rode inside.

  I rolled my eyes at the traditional and boring way we did these things. If only I could sneak Marcus on these excursions. He would make long trips so much more interesting.

  The horses walked off and we made our way through the castle, and over the moat. We travelled along the roads trisecting my lands, towards the north forest.

  The forest was a natural border that separated the two continents between the humans and those of paranormal origin.

  I glanced down at the notes in my hand, and the speech I had prepared for the king, silently reading through each line.

  Silently

  Would he want this treaty? This change?

  I didn’t know. But I had to try. It would create an ally for my people, not to mention opening up the conversation for open travel between our two continents.

  The carriage rumbled along slowly as we weaved through the trees, and I found myself staring out into the thicket and enjoying the peace of the woods.

  The scent of the bark. The dampness of the earth.

  We would reach the edge of the forest soon, and then it was straight onto the human kingdom.

  Suddenly, the carriage stopped, the horses neighing loudly in fright.

  I steadied myself with quick reflexes, not allowing myself to be hurled across the carriage.

  “Everything all right?” I called out, but got no response from neither my drivers nor the guards that rode on the back.

  I slid my notes into a pocket inside my cloak and moved to the window. What was going on?

  I couldn’t see anything, so against my better judgement I opened the door and glanced behind the carriage to my guards.

  To my horror they were being slaughtered one by one. Falling to the ground, their throats ripped open and blackened blood spilling from them.

  I jumped out, going for my sword and finding it missing. Damn it! I hadn’t brought my own defences with me, thinking my guards could defend me, but before my eyes they fell, one by one.