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Vampire Friend (Vampire Hero Book 2)

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by V. B. Andrian


  “Blimey,” she mumbled, making me grin. “That was unbelievable.” Her body continued shaking as I dragged my hand up her ribs to run my fingertips over her breasts.

  “Thank you.” I replied, not hiding my happiness to her approval. “Ready for the second one?”

  Her eyes widened, probably because she remembered how I was planning to pleasure her next. She nodded, her body shaking almost violently. “Yes,” she barely whispered.

  Grinning like a mad man, I slowly lowered my body down hers, placing soft kisses and licks everywhere I could, paying special attention to her gorgeous tits. I groaned when her back arched, pressing her sweet mount further into my mouth, and brought my hands down to grab her thighs and spread her legs wide open. I lowered my face between them and locked my eyes with hers. Her chest was rising and falling quickly through her shallow breaths, and the moment I took a wide lick over her pussy her mouth opened and she let out a loud moan.

  A low growl emitted from my chest at her taste. “Mmm, you’re even sweeter down here. I think I’m going to like this more than you, babe.”

  I covered her mound with my mouth and she dropped back on the couch with a loud cry, but I didn’t give her a moment to process it. I devoured her like a starved man. With every lick and nip, another beautiful sound came from her lips, and my cock jumped in response. Soon I was debating whether I would be able to get her there before I came all over the couch. But as soon as I felt her starting to flail under my mouth, I released one of her thighs and pressed my thumb on her swollen clit. As if I’d hit a button, she exploded with I loud cry and I dipped my tongue inside her as she came.

  When she finally came down from her high and I was almost dizzy with my need to come, I rose to my knees again and dragged my body slowly over hers, making sure we touched wherever possible. I kissed her hard and she moaned in my mouth. Knowing that she could taste herself on my tongue brought a tingling at the base of my spine.

  Jesus, fuck!

  “Baby, I need to be inside you now. And I won’t last long.” I felt her nodding as I kissed her, and then bent down to fumble through my discarded jeans for the condom I’d shoved in there earlier. As I started to tear the foil, I felt the couch shake and I looked at my girl. The nervousness I saw in her face made me stop. I leaned over her and placed soft kisses on her lips. Something in her reaction had me on alert. “Ali, are you alright? Did I hurt you?”

  She shook her head. “No, Nate. It was perfect.” The tremors of her body didn’t stop though.

  “Baby, you’re shaking. And if it’s just post-orgasmic tremors then we’re good. But I need you to tell me you’re okay.”

  She nodded. “I’m perfect, Nate. It’s just…” she trailed off, her eyes blinking rapidly.

  “Just what, Ali? Talk to me.”

  “I’ve never…”

  I searched her face for the answer since it wasn’t coming from her lips. That faint blush was still there on her cheekbones. Ali didn’t blush easily, I knew that by now. Her embarrassment never showed on her color. She had to be burning with arousal for her cheeks to turn pink. So she was definitely turned on. But she was also obviously nervous. As if she’d never…

  Understanding hit me like a Mack truck. She was a virgin.

  Jesus, fuck!

  At the realization that no one else had touched her before, that I would be her first, the tingling at my spine came back with a vengeance, and before I could control it I started coming. “Fuck,” I growled, grabbing my shaft to hold back, but it was too late. I came all over her stomach as her startled gasp echoed in my ears.

  I held my eyes shut tightly, too embarrassed to face her and dropped my forehead on hers. That shit had never happened to me before. Not even my first time back in high school. I stayed there, hovering over her with my cock softening in my hand, and prayed for the courage to look at her and apologize.

  Chapter 15

  Alicia

  A giggle escaped my lips before I could stop it. Nate’s eyes snapped open. At the sight of his shocked expression, another giggle came out and I clamped my hand over my mouth.

  “I’m sorry,” I said behind my hand. “I didn’t mean to laugh. I just liked it.”

  Confusion mixed with amusement sparkled in his emerald eyes. “You liked it? Ali, I just lost control of my dick. I came all over you before I even had time to put on the fucking condom.”

  I forced my face to go serious and lifted both my hands to sink them in his hair. “I know. But I like thinking that you wanted me so much you couldn’t control yourself.” And then I smiled cunningly, adding, “Consider it a payback for making me wait for you for so long.”

  His face softened immediately, and he lowered his mouth on mine. “Fair enough. And it’s true. I want you so badly I could barely hold back all this time. It serves me right too.” He kissed me for several minutes before letting us both breathe again. “And maybe it was for the best. I could have hurt you, Ali. You should have told me before.”

  He started moving away, but I pulled him down again, causing him to lie fully on me, rubbing his semen between our bodies. It was strangely sexy. “It wouldn’t have made a difference, Nate. I wanted you and I still do. And you promised to be inside me for my third orgasm, so I expect you to keep that promise.”

  He laughed softly and kissed me once more. “Deal. But first you have to let me get up so I can have us both cleaned up.”

  I pretended I was considering it for a moment, making him laugh a little louder. “Alright. You have five minutes.”

  He kissed me again and whispered against my lips, “I only need three. Just wait here.”

  I watched him get up and walk towards the bathroom. When he disappeared through the door, I pondered over jumping up to do a little happy dance, but then again my legs weren’t working properly. I’d just had my first two orgasms, and I knew I wanted a lot more. And of course they all had to be induced by Nate.

  It still felt like a dream. He was in love with me. He really was, and I wanted to scream with giddiness. Instead, I put a hand over my eyes and another over my mouth, letting out the softest happy cry ever made in the history of cries.

  “You alright?” I heard Nate right above me, and I almost yelped in surprise as I dropped my hands to my sides.

  “Yes,” I replied hastily. “Just…”

  His soft eyes found mine and he nodded. “I can’t believe this is happening. Feels like I’m in a dream,” he whispered. “And if that’s how I feel and I’ve only recently realized how I feel about you, I imagine it’s ten times less than how you feel, right?”

  I nodded and his smile widened. He was holding a wet washcloth in his hands, and used it to gently swipe the semen from my belly, after cleaning me between my legs. The intimate gesture made my heart flop down and flail frantically in glee.

  When he was finished, he took my hand and lifted me from the sofa. It took me a few moments to steady myself using his arms for support, and when I was able to stand on my own, he guided us to his bedroom. He threw the washcloth on the bathroom floor as we passed by it, and stood by the side of the bed, holding me in front of him.

  His hands cupped my face as he placed soft kisses over my eyes, my forehead, my cheekbones, coming to my lips, whispering in between, “I love you, Ali. Thank you for being patient with me.” He pushed his forehead against mine, taking a deep breath. “We don’t have to do anything. We don’t have to rush things. I’m yours now and you can have me whenever you want. It doesn’t have to be today.”

  I raised my own hands to glide them over his ribs, up his back and rest them on his shoulder-blades. “I want this, Nate. I want you. I love you and I need you. I’m yours ever since the day I first heard you playing the piano. My whole body aches for you, Nate. It wants to be yours, but only if you want it too.”

  He groaned, almost in frustration and crushed my lips with his. “Are you kidding me, England?” he asked, nearly panting after the hungry kiss. “Want it? I need it. I need to hav
e every inch of you this instant. But we’ll take it slow. I want to have you wet again, make sure you’re ready for me. And I need you to talk to me, tell me if you can’t take it. Any moment you say the word and I stop. Don’t hesitate, Ali. I want this to be perfect for you, because for me it’s the most perfect gift you can give me. Knowing that I’m your first. It’s what made me lose control before.”

  I nodded, my heart beating faster with each word.

  “Say it, Ali. Promise you’ll stop me if you need to.”

  “I promise,” I whispered.

  He took a deep breath. “Okay. And don’t worry about me.” He pushed his hips forward, and I gasped when I felt him against my belly. “I’m always hard for you. You have no idea how many times I had to jerk off because of you, thinking about you.”

  I lost a heartbeat or two at his admission. “That’s hot,” I blurted out.

  He chuckled, and started placing open-mouthed kisses down the side of my neck. “You like that, huh? The idea of me jerking-off? You know, that first time we went out and I first saw you in shorts and that blue top?” I nodded faintly, dizzy with his kisses. “I acted like an asshole because I was rock-hard the moment I laid eyes on you. I love the color blue, and seeing you in those clothes and those heels… I had to turn away or I would have embarrassed myself back then too.”

  Breathing was suddenly too hard. I’d thought back then that he hadn’t even noticed I’d been wearing his favorite color. He hadn’t said a word. I remembered him turning around to face away from me, but I never imagined the real reason. “Nate,” I breathed. “Please. Make love to me.”

  He shuddered and gathered me close, turning us so my back was facing the bed. He took a step towards me, bringing one knee up behind my legs to lower us on his bed, while his mouth never let go of mine. His kisses were long and strong, overflowing with emotion and desire. It was nothing like before, when he was dirty-talking to me and owning my body. His movements and touches now were soft, almost hesitant.

  He leaned on his forearm, hovering over me, keeping his weight from crushing me. The arm propped on the bed came under my head, his hand holding me in place, while his other hand stroked my side, my breasts, my stomach. I let my own hands travel over his arms to his shoulders, then linking my fingers on the back of his neck and holding him to me.

  “Ali,” he whispered. “Baby, I can’t get enough of you. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry it took me so long.”

  “Ssh.” I placed kisses over his lips, rubbing his smooth cheeks before sinking my fingers in his hair. “It’s perfect. Don’t stop.”

  He exhaled over my lips and kissed me again. His free hand swept its way down my body between my thighs. His long fingers circled my sensitive bundle of nerves, and I whimpered with anticipation. When he dipped a finger inside me, I sighed in relief.

  “I love this. The sounds you make, the way your body responds, how wet you are already.” He added another finger. “And I want to see you come again, babe. You rarely blush, but the way your skin lights up from your arousal… It’s beautiful.”

  I whimpered again as his thumb was now circling my clit continuously, causing my hips to push forward in search for his touch. “Nate, please,” I cried out, almost in frustration.

  He chuckled, and I opened my eyes to find him grinning wickedly. “I love it when you beg. Want me inside you, baby? Want my cock inside your tight pussy?”

  The fire in my body was excruciating. It appeared I loved dirty talking, and my body turned even more eager. I felt the wetness in my core thickening as I nodded my approval.

  “Say it, Ali. Say the words with that beautiful accent.”

  Bloody hell, I was going to combust. Embarrassment or arousal, I wasn’t sure yet. Maybe both.

  “Please, Ali. Say the words. What do you want?” His voice was strained, and I knew he was as turned on as me.

  I looked in his eyes and swallowed once, the heat I saw in them giving me courage. “I want your cock inside me, Nate. Please.”

  He groaned loudly and removed his hand. Before I had time to protest, he reached out to the drawer of his nightstand. I heard the crinkling of the foil, and saw him bringing it to his teeth. He tore the wrapping, and rolled the condom on his impressive erection. I’d never seen a man naked before to have something to compare with, but the girth seemed definitely on the large side, and comparing it to his hand, he was more than twenty centimeters – er, eight inches – long.

  Sweet Lord, I was losing my mind, thinking of geometry at a time like this!

  He guided himself to my entrance, and I felt every muscle in my body tense with the contact. He sensed my reaction and leaned down to kiss me. “It’s okay,” he whispered. “Stop me any time. It will hurt at first, but I’ll make it better, I promise.”

  I nodded and lowered my eyes to watch between us, a heady mix of nervousness and lust rolling inside me. He rubbed himself over my folds, spreading my wetness on him, making me moan, before pushing the tip to my entrance.

  “Breathe, baby,” he whispered and I sucked in a breath, realizing I hadn’t done that for a while. “Relax for me. It will hurt less if you do.”

  I nodded again and took a few deep breaths, trying to relax the muscles around my core. It was kind of hard, considering I’d never tried to control those muscles before. When he felt I was ready, he started pushing inside me slowly.

  The first thing I felt was an uncomfortable stretching and I thought, That’s not so bad. But as he continued slowly pushing inside me, the stretching gave way to small waves of pain and I gasped. “Wait,” I blurted out, panic threatening to overwhelm me.

  Nate stopped immediately and brought his hand up to my face. His lips came over mine, and he kissed me again until I could breathe on my own. “I love you, baby,” he mumbled. “Tell me when you’re ready.”

  He continued kissing me softly, his hand travelling south to toy with one nipple, and all of a sudden I could care less about the discomfort between my legs. Small ripples of pleasure tore through me, sending shivers down my body as his thumb brushed back and forth.

  Taking strength from the absence of fear and pain, I pushed my hips up in one jerky move to get the first pain done and over with. What I hadn’t expected was for it to be so painful.

  “Fuck,” Nate ground out as I cried out in agony.

  Every muscle in my body clenched tight. Bloody hell! Oh, I couldn’t stand it. The pain wouldn’t subside.

  “Ali.” I felt him stir inside me and then he went still, his quick breaths blazing my lips as his hand came over my breast to squeeze it lightly. “My beautiful, sweet, brave girl. Why didn’t you let me do it, huh?”

  He started kissing me again, softly, as if he was afraid he would hurt me more. His thumb started drawing soothing circles around my nipple, trying to make me feel better, but the panic had started clawing at me again. I couldn’t do this.

  “Nate,” I hissed out, squeezing my eyes until I could see white. “It hurts.”

  “Okay, baby. I’ll pull out. We don’t have to do this.” He started pulling out. “We can let the pain subside tonight and—”

  I brought my hands down to squeeze his bottom and push him down again. I had no idea why I’d done that. When he’d started pulling out, the friction inside me had started feeling rather pleasurable, and I realized I didn’t want him to stop. When I pushed him back inside, that friction was there again, and I could tell it was even better. It turned the pain into something vague.

  “Fuck, Ali. You need to let me do the moving. You’re so tight and warm, I’m barely hanging on not to fuck you hard, baby. I don’t want to hurt you more.”

  I opened my eyes to look at his face. A mix of agony, fear and lust was there, and it made me giggle. The tremors of it caused his cock to twitch inside me and I moaned loudly. Yes, that was definitely all pleasure.

  “Nate,” I breathed. “Don’t stop. The pain is almost nothing. It feels so good when you move.”

  He squeezed his eyes shut,
seeming to struggle for control. “Ali, I don’t want you to feel pain at all.”

  “But you said you’d make it better. Please, don’t stop.”

  He groaned in frustration, and brought his lips down on mine again. “I’ll make it better, baby. You sure you don’t want me to stop?”

  I nodded against his lips before kissing him. “I’m sure.”

  He took a deep breath. “Okay.” He kissed me softly. “Okay.” His hand came down and started rubbing around my clit. “I’ll make it better. Trust me.”

  And I did. He didn’t move at first, only toyed with my clit and kissed my lips, before lowering his head to close his mouth over one nipple. The fullness between my legs was a strange feeling, but I felt the pain numbing completely as he continued his other tasks, taking my mind off it. And then he pulled slightly back and pushed in again, causing another loud moan to escape my lips.

  “That’s it, baby. Relax. Let me take control of your body. It’s mine, Ali. You’re mine now and I’ll take care of you.”

  “Yes,” was all I managed to say as the pleasure started taking control of my body.

  He started with small thrusts while his fingers and mouth worked my clit and my nipples, and after a while I couldn’t even believe I’d been in pain. When I felt the tension signifying an upcoming orgasm building again, I tugged his head up to kiss his lips.

  “I love you,” I whispered, nipping at his lower lip.

  He groaned loudly, vibrating my entire body along with his, and started moving faster. His mouth possessed mine, and I felt as if I was slowly sinking in a world full of pleasure. And then his fingers did something amazing down between us and that was it.

  “Nate!” I cried out as I felt the waves of the orgasm take control of my body. He groaned loudly and started moving faster inside me, as he chased his own orgasm, finding it with my name on his lips.

  When we both came back down to earth, I was a puddle of mess in his arms. My brain was not functioning, and I couldn’t control my arms to come up and wrap around his body. Nevertheless, Nate appeared to know what I wanted – or simply wanted the same thing – because he rolled to his side and pulled out, before tugging me along with him to hold me in his arms.

 

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