by Ann Cory
She watched him stagger toward his car. While the guy reeked of jerk, an image of him crashing through his windshield somewhere along the highway flashed in her mind.
“Wait. Maybe you shouldn’t drive.”
His icy look nearly sent her reeling. “Fuck off.”
She took a step forward, but Baldric, back in his human form, held out his arm. “I’ll take care of this.”
The whole shape-shifting thing would take some getting used to. “You don’t have to. He’s my problem.”
“Not anymore.” He stole up behind her ex and hit him in the back of his head with his fist. She watched him put Ted into his car, positioning him so he was slumped forward over the wheel.
Back at her side, Baldric kissed her cheek. “He’s not going anywhere. You should phone the police and tell them a drunken guy followed you home. Be sure to give them his license plate number. They’ll take care of it.”
She snatched up her phone from the backseat of her car and made the call. “Right, good idea. Thanks.”
“For what?”
After two rings, a woman answered on the other end of the line. Jacquelyn held out her finger as she relayed the information. When she finished the call and flipped her cell phone closed, she smiled at Baldric.
“Thanks for…I don’t know, caring, I guess. I mean, Ted’s an ass and I shouldn’t be concerned for him at all, but…”
He pressed his fingertips to her lips, cutting off any further communication. “Come on pussycat, we both know you’re soft-hearted. I like that about you.”
The guy had all the right moves. She tilted her head and enjoyed the warmth of his palm along her cheek. “I really am sorry. I hope his little intrusion didn’t completely ruin the mood.”
Baldric sidled up to her, his nose brushing against her neck. Goose bumps instantly coated her skin.
“Are you kidding? I’m looking forward to finding out what you have inside your basket.”
She gave him her best impish look and took it out from the backseat. “Oh, just some naughty toys that grandma wouldn’t at all approve of. But, I promise, you will.”
***
She lay sprawled across the bed, completely naked. She watched as Baldric inspected each toy from the basket with childlike wonder. Each gadget his fingers stroked had a direct effect on her. He pulled out a beautiful silver vibrator that looked just like a silver bullet. She found the connection between a silver bullet and a wolf to be slightly awkward and had him pick something else.
“Ah, a blindfold, I like this.”
Jacquelyn tried to take it from him. “Now, wait a minute.”
His musky scent tickled her senses. “Don’t you trust me by now?”
There was a question. “Yes, I do trust you. With my life and my heart.”
He slid the blindfold over her eyes and kissed her nose. “Good, then enjoy what I’m going to do.”
She could hardly contain herself. She’d be at his mercy, and fucking love it.
His whispered voice lulled her. “I want you to sit at the edge of the bed and spread your legs wide.”
Jacquelyn did, and could almost feel his burning gaze on her. The gaze that demanded she was his and no one else’s.
“I must taste you again,” he whispered and crashed his lips onto hers. Hard, dominating kisses that nearly took her breath away.
His tongue slipped deep into her mouth and tangled with hers. He tasted good. She reached out her hand until she found his chest. His muscles flexed beneath her palm, eliciting a rush of immediate need through her body.
When he broke away from the kiss she gasped, almost falling forward. She straightened back up and chewed her lip. Now what was he doing? It drove her wild not knowing.
“You have perfect breasts.”
She smiled. They were also extremely sensitive.
Something soft and wispy brushed against one nipple and then the other. Ah, feathers. She jutted her breasts out and tilted her head back, moaning as he gently teased her with faint strokes, just enough to dampen her pussy. The feather was quickly replaced by the flickering of his tongue over each hardened pebble. She raked her fingers through his hair, never wanting him to stop.
“Mmm. I like that.”
She wanted to watch. To see his lips wrap around her nipples. But the blindfold added to the fun, sharpening her other senses. Her pussy throbbed as he nibbled one nub while pinching the other between his fingers. How much could she take? She didn’t get the chance to find out as he removed his lips. Jacquelyn strained to hear any sounds over her own jagged breath.
“I need you to scoot forward a little more, just enough so your pussy is at the edge of the bed. Can you do that?”
Whatever he wanted, she’d give him. “Mmm hmm.”
His hot breath near her apex sent a spasm through her. “You have a beautiful pussy. It glistens with your desire for me. I know I’ve tasted your cream before, but I need to again.”
“O-okay,” she whispered.
Baldric dragged his tongue right along her slit and she thought she’d go right through the roof. His hand slid along her leg, upwards toward her inner thighs. She squirmed into his touch, enjoying the warmth of his hand as he neared her center.
“You’re sinful. Every inch of you.”
He teased her again with his tongue, dragging it through her slit again. She shuddered against his touch. He didn’t rush anything, instead torturing her in a languid, sensual way. She shivered as his arms brushed against her thighs. Arms that carried her, rescued her and fought for her.
He paused again.
“Hmm, I must see how this works.”
Jacquelyn stuck out her bottom lip. “See how what works?”
The answer hummed, and her body went liquid. She didn’t know which vibrator he held, but it didn’t matter. Her body hit full arousal the moment he rested the cool tip against her clit.
“Does this please you?”
“Oh, hell yeah,” she groaned.
The humming got louder and vibrated faster, making it difficult to keep her thighs open. As good as it felt, she couldn’t wait to have his cock back inside her pussy again.
“My beautiful Jacquelyn, I want to watch you come.”
With the vibrator on her clit, she couldn’t stop herself from coming. Her breath grew ragged, nearing the blessed release. She spread her thighs a fraction of an inch wider and the orgasm racked her body.
Jacquelyn could hear the change in Baldric’s breath as well. She must have gotten him pretty worked up. Her body continued to twinge, even after he removed the vibrator. He moved his lips to below her ear and whispered softly.
“I need to be inside you.”
“Yes,” she groaned.
Impatience crept into his tone as he instructed her. “Turn over onto your hands and knees.”
Dutifully she obeyed, wanting anything he would give her.
“The directions say to use lubrication before inserting this big thing in your ass.”
Jacquelyn’s body bucked at his words. She didn’t know what this was, but she fucking craved it. “There’s lubrication in the bottom of the basket.”
Jesus, what was he going to slide into her ass?
His touch was light as he spread the cool liquid along her sphincter muscle, slipping his fingers in to loosen her up.
Without warning, he slid something hard into her ass, taking it slow enough for her to relax around it. She arched her back and moaned. God she loved the way the dildo stretched her flesh and penetrated her. Goose bumps covered her skin as he slid it back and forth, hitting all her nerve endings. When he slid it inside her again, he thrust his cock into her pussy.
Jacquelyn cried out, caught up in the erotic thrills racing throughout her body from the double penetration. Every movement stimulated her to the furthest extent. With both her ass and pussy filled, she felt like a wild animal, spinning out of control.
She heard the whirr of the vibrator start up again and held her breat
h. Any second now and she’d lose her mind. He pressed it to her clit as he continued thrusting every blessed inch of his cock inside her.
“I want you to reach down and keep the vibrator on your clit.”
Head down on the bed, she stretched her trembling fingers beneath her and held it in place, her hips jerking every so often. While his cock pumped inside her, he slid the dildo in and out of her ass. Combined with the vibrator she felt a complete loss of control over her own body. A loss she didn’t mind at all.
“I have to come, I have to come,” she urged.
His thrusts sped up and she braced herself. Lost in a euphoric high, she vaguely felt herself pushing back into his deep, even strokes. She let the vibrator fall out of her grasp as a mind-numbing orgasm slammed through her.
“I’m right with you, pussycat.”
One aftershock after another blazed through her as she felt the impact of Baldric’s own release. She loved hearing him call out, his breath sharp and fast. His grunts were as loud as her moans.
Fully sated, Jacquelyn inched forward on her elbows until stretched out on the bed. She pulled off the blindfold and smiled. Baldric lay spooning behind her, his body warm and comforting against her skin. She’d found her answer. For the first time she knew without a shadow of a doubt what she wanted.
Breath jagged, she mused, “You realize you’ve spoiled me.”
His sexy little chuckle drew another spasm from her. “Can’t say I feel too bad about that. I need to tell you something, though, and I promise it isn’t meant to sway your decision.”
Curious, she prompted him for more. “Okay, what is it?”
“I’m in love with you. There. I couldn’t not tell you or I’d regret it.”
Tears formed in her eyes, but she refused to cry. “What a beautiful thing to hear, but I’ve already made up my mind.”
Shock resounded heavy in his voice. “Oh?”
Taking his hand in hers, she squeezed it. “Yes. I want us to be together. Forever.”
He rose up and she turned to face him. “Are you certain?”
Jacquelyn nodded. “Completely. I’ve considered everything you’ve said. Being with you makes sense. Maybe I was looking for you all this time too, just not in the same way as you. Maybe we found each other at exactly the right time for both of us.”
She loved the way his eyes twinkled when he got excited. “You’ve made me very happy. I promise you won’t regret your decision.”
“I won’t. I look forward to getting to know your pack, and learning your ways. We’ll make it work.”
“You can have anything you want, pussycat.”
Jacquelyn pushed him to his back and kissed his chest. “I plan to take you up on that.” She scooted down between his legs, and wrapped her fist tight around his erection, loving the way it thickened immediately in her hand.
She teased the head of his cock lightly with her tongue, delighting in his obvious arousal.
He stared at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “And just what do you think you’re doing?”
She softly kissed his hard length. “Getting what I want. You’ve more than made me purr. Now I’m going to make you howl.”
About the Author
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She’s his match—but he’s not in her business plan.
Byte Marks
© 2008 Mardi Ballou
A Fangly, My Dear story.
Hereditary witch Dominique LaPierre has always refused to use her powers, especially when it comes to business. Until now. Her new company, a computer dating service that hooks up the San Francisco human and para communities, thrives on crossing that boundary. Business is great despite opposition from the arrogant and conceited Antoine Thierry, a leader in the vampire community. And, to her irritation, she finds she’s got the hots for him.
Antoine doesn’t like or trust witches. Nor does he like the growing power of technology; real vampires, in his view, don’t need it to have a social life. Besides, if he can’t control the game, he doesn’t want to play—except with Dominique. The heat between them could melt down any hard drive. She pushes his buttons on every level, from the board room to the bedroom. But he’s holding out, especially when she looks to him to support her new business.
Antoine wants it all. His way—and his woman.
Enjoy the following excerpt for Byte Marks:
Dominique had never before ached to have a man between her legs as she now ached for the feel of Antoine’s hard cock deep within her. Goddess knew he’d been hard since their first moments together—she’d snuck glances at his crotch, and then she’d felt his tempting bulge pressed against her in each embrace. He seemed huge, restrained within his still-fastened pants so that she feared he might explode before she ever got him inside her. But, judging from his movements and his sounds, her wait was about to end. If not, she’d have to take matters into her own hands.
His eyes wide with invitation, Antoine pressed her hand exactly where she wanted it—over his bulge. To show her acceptance, she squeezed him there and then unzipped his pants. When Antoine’s erection sprang free, they both sighed. His cock rose thick and long, so appealing she wanted to get on her knees and take him into her mouth. When he realized what she planned, Antoine shook his head. “Tempting as the prospect is, I want this first time to last. If you take me into your mouth, it won’t.”
She loved knowing how much she turned him on, what power she had over Antoine. What clothes they still had on interfered with this power. She needed to be naked with him now. Eyes fixed on his, she stripped and threw her clothes aside. He growled as he swallowed her up with his eyes. Lips locked with hers, he backed her to the king-size bed covered with black silk and laid her down.
Her heartbeat careened out of control as desire swept through her. Antoine groaned rubbing his erection along her belly, down to the warm wetness of her pussy. With her body on fire, she met his longing with her own, relying on instinct to lead her. Antoine pulled away from her for a moment, and Dominique thrust her hands out to draw him back.
“I want you,” he whispered.
“I’m yours,” she whispered back.
He started to say something else, then appeared to change his mind. Instead, he laid his head on her breasts. She burned for him to possess her. He traced a line down her belly to her sensuous core, and Dominique sucked in her breath hard. Already wet and hot for him, she’d die if he didn’t possess her completely.
But now Antoine began to act as if he had all the time in the world. Maybe he did— but she didn’t.
“Touch me.” Though she despised her neediness, Dominique whimpered the words of desire.
“With delight, my lady. I am yours to direct.”
Right. The last thing this man would ever do was obey. But he flashed a smile. She’d never understand this man who seemed to know all her secret desires. With his mouth and hands, he dared her to dance to his erotic beat.
She squirmed with intense need, which seemed to feed his huge ego. But she could worry about that later, much later, when she’d achieved the satisfaction only he could bring her. Quivering, she placed his questing hand where she most needed it. “Here,” she ordered, except her request came out as a gasp. If he refused her, she’d wither into a little pile of ash.
“As you wish, my beauty,” he crooned before he expertly flicked her clit with his large thumb. Still trying to hold on to a shred of dignity and control, Dominique bit her lip. She wanted to cloak herself with an icy mantle. Like an empress entwined with a commoner, she’d command him to fill her wishes. But at this point
she couldn’t even dredge up the right words. Though she longed to come in his arms, she didn’t want this man to realize the extent of his power over her—a losing battle, she suspected.
The sensuous pressure of his fingers tracing the contours of her pussy, playing with her folds and her clit, distracted her from further thoughts. The sharp, thrilling sensation of his touch, the overwhelming promise of his presence filled her. At this moment, she would give herself totally to the physical wonder of being with him. Later, she’d have too much time—the rest of her life—to analyze what had happened. She would be with him only once.
Antoine slipped a finger into her, teasing her with a foretaste of the satisfaction she craved. She moved her hips to maximize the sweet pressure of his touch inside her.
“The things you do to me, Dominique.” He took her hand and splayed her fingers around his aroused length.
The feel of his erection, rock hard and throbbing against her hand, tantalized her beyond endurance. Why was he making her wait? She wanted to take him completely inside her, needed him so much. Her pussy clenched and tightened, holding his finger hostage.
Now that she’d felt the dimensions of his erection, his finger could never be enough, no matter how great his skill as he played with her. Dominique had to have his cock in her right then. “Come into me.”
He rose and for a moment stared at her with such intensity, she swore he’d swallowed up her soul. Then with a growl, he lowered himself to her again.
She wanted to seize every moment so she would always remember the sensation of his skin heating her, his hard muscles pressed against her own firmness and softness, his mysterious scent, the pungency of being with him like this. Just the two of them alone together in their own world.
Her hand trembling, she squeezed his aroused length, making him even harder. The veins and cords of his cock stood out along the marble of his shaft, and all she could think was how she wanted to take him into her in every possible way. She longed to taste, smell, lick and nibble this beautiful man’s body. Much as she yearned to tongue him and cover his cock with love bites, her pussy would not be denied. Still lying on their sides and facing each other, Antoine opened Dominique’s legs and positioned his sex at the apex of her need.
