Marcos choked on his wine. “Well, that’s the first time that I’ve heard that.”
Ramsey stroked his chin with his fingers and glanced around his kitchen. “That’s what I’ve been telling Marcos. Take out these cabinets and put in stone shelves. Get rid of that refrigerator and bolt chains to the walls.”
She nodded. “And repaint. You need darker colors. More evil-y hues.”
He used a hand to cradle his chin and concentrated on the wall. “I can see it all so perfectly now.”
Marcos pulled over a chair and sighed as he slumped into it. “Please don’t encourage him, young miss. I’m too old to repaint.”
She chuckled and shook her head.
Ramsey moved leaned against her, placing both hands on the island in front of her. So many things ran through her head, mainly how good he felt pressed on her. How right his body felt on hers. His heat caressed her. Suddenly the room was too hot, too small.
“Are you okay?” he whispered in her ear.
She nodded. “I-I’m just hot is all.”
“Blame that on Marcos. He gets cold and hardly ever turns on the air conditioning.”
Marcos ran his hands over his arms. “My bones get chilled easily. I can turn on the air if you’re uncomfortable, young miss.”
“No. I have something better.” Ramsey stepped away from her and tugged on her arm. She put down her glass and followed him, letting him lead her through the living room and out the back door. They walked across a stone patio and down to a sparkling blue pool. Crickets were heard in the bushes that surrounded the brick privacy fence. Besides that, the night was quiet.
“Do you swim?” she asked. A vampire that swam? The only thing weirder than that was meeting an actual vampire.
“Sometimes. It helps to relieve stress.”
Ramsey peeled his shirt off, and she sucked in a breath. Every muscle in his chest was on display just for her. His eight pack abs looked as though they’d been molded by a sculptor. Dark hairs led from his belly button and disappeared down his pants. She wanted to place kiss after kiss down that dark trail until she found the treasure that awaited her below his belt line. Her mouth suddenly went dry.
He kept his watchful eyes on her as he unhooked his belt and slowly lowered his zipper. She should’ve turned away. Really, really should’ve. But no way was she missing this show.
Then Ramsey’s pants dropped.
Good lord.
Was that all him?
Dark fitted, mid-thigh length cotton briefs hugged his legs and stretched across his…
“Are you getting in with me?”
She wanted to get on him, if that’s what he meant. She could straddle him, wrap her legs around his waist, and wiggle and bounce.
Oh, yeah.
She licked her lips. Her stomach tightened as wetness pooled between her legs.
“Danya?”
Was he talking? “Huh?” She couldn’t formulate her words properly. Just looking at him and all his glorious perfection was doing a number on her head, her mouth, her…
“Do you want to get in the pool with me?”
Whoa. What? And in a snap, she was back to reality. “Pool?” Every insecurity she had about her body came roaring front and center in her mind. There was the cellulite in her butt and some in her legs. Her inner thighs sagged and jiggled a little. Her calves really weren’t well-formed. Damn! She should’ve stuck with that thirty-day squat plan that Jamie had told her about. And her stomach? She didn’t even want to show anyone that. She’d eaten like a pig all day. She couldn’t hold it in if she tried.
“Um, I’ll pass. I didn’t bring a swimsuit.”
He stepped off the edge and fell into the pool with a splash. He went completely under and resurfaced a second later. The top of his hair covered his eyes. He threw his head back to wet it and pull it away from his face.
She may have orgasmed on the spot.
“It’s a private pool. You don’t need a bathing suit.”
She looked down at her body. She looked nice and curvy in her sundress, but naked she was a mushy mess. Dani chewed on her bottom lip. “I don’t know…”
“Keep your underwear on. I’m not asking for you to get naked or anything.” A mischievous gleam shined in his eyes. “Not right now at least.”
Shit! My underwear!
She was pretty sure that they weren’t even matching. She wracked her brain to remember which pair she wore. Nope. Strapless black bra and blue cotton panties that came six to a pack. Why couldn’t she be like Bride and wear something sexy just because?
When she wasn’t working or logged into her online class, she was sleeping, trying to re-cooperate from the previous night’s shift of running up and down the hospital hallways, answering call lights and passing medications. For that reason alone, she opted for cotton and comfort. Lace wouldn’t do anything but chafe and itch, and the thought of picking tight underwear out of dark places all night long made her cringe.
“I’ll make it easy for you.” He turned around and splashed in the water. “Waiting.”
“I only live once,” she mumbled. Before she could talk herself out of it she pulled her dress over her head and tossed it on one of the lounge chairs and stepped out of her shoes.
Why, oh why hadn’t she had the forethought to put on the sexy set that Bride had gotten for her?
Before he turned around and saw what a complete mess she was, Dani ran over to the pool and jumped in.
****
The water rippled as Dani hit it. He smiled when he heard her squeal when she came up for air.
“So cold.”
“Can I turn around now, or do I have to spend the rest of the night staring at the back wall?”
“I guess you can turn around.”
She’d immersed herself up to her chin. The lights alongside the pool made her green eyes glow. She stared at him timidly. The predator in him wanted nothing more than to rush her and take her where she was. He bit down on that instinct. “Come here.”
She hesitated. He could feel her debating against herself. If her lips were above water he was sure that he would’ve heard the discussion. Then she waded to him, stopping an arm’s length away. He took hold of her waist and pulled her to him. She didn’t resist.
“Don’t be scared.”
She lifted her chin. “I’m not scared.” Then she dipped her mouth beneath the water again.
He brought her closer. Their bellies pressed against each other. “Still not scared?”
She shook her head.
He roamed his hands around her back and down to her butt, cradling her. She didn’t make a sound as he hoisted her on his hips and brought her thighs around to hug his waist. “What about now?”
He had the perfect view of her breasts. Her bra, waterlogged, almost slipped from her chest. The heat from her pussy covered his responding cock.
She lifted her hand and pinched her finger and thumb, leaving an inch of space between them.
“Well, I guess I have to rectify that.”
Chapter Nine
Ramsey had Dani’s panties down, flung to a beach chair and her butt sitting on the edge of the pool with her legs over his shoulders within half a second.
“Wha—”
He glanced up to watch her through his eyelashes. The question on her lips hung in the air. She was scared. It was in her eyes. But there was something else behind her fear. Lust.
He took in a languishing breath, inhaling the scent of her heat. His canines elongated.
God, she smelled wonderful.
Ramsey’s mouth watered. There was only one thing that he wanted.
To taste her.
He leaned into her, slowly. His hands rubbed up her thighs, trying to still the quivering that began.
“Ramsey? Should we?”
“Most definitely.”
He delved into her sweetness and placed the first kiss on her inner thigh and worked his way to her succulent lip. He skipped to the next, pulling
that one in his mouth and sucking. Dani’s breaths quickened. Ramsey took that as a sign to explore more, kissing his way up her moist folds to her engorged clit.
He teased her, licking and tasting until soft moans and purrs came from her. A swipe here and a suckle there as she relaxed under his hold. Ramsey pulled her clit between his lips and sucked.
“Oh,” she whispered.
He looked up to see her head back and breasts heaving. He sucked more, careful to control his desire and let her find her release first. Her rolled his tongue around her clit, probing and teasing. The little blood vessels there wouldn’t sustain him, but he longed for the most erotic pleasure that a vampire could have. He nicked her with a tooth.
Dani let out another soft moan as a minuscule amount of blood seeped from the wound and mixed with her wetness. Ramsey swiped his tongue across her to taste the mixture. His eyes rolled back, and he groaned as her taste hit his tongue. He licked and probed, his fingers biting into her legs. She strained against him, riding the wave of pleasure.
“Ramsey,” she cried out.
He wanted more. He needed more.
He released her and held tight to the edge of the pool, locking her in place. He delved deeper into her pussy, his tongue taking in her slickness with a hint of blood. The taste was beyond anything that he’d ever had before. Hers was the finest delicacy ever offered. Dani clenched her thighs around his head and locked her knees behind him. He took his time to enjoy the feast of her, lapping her into ecstasy.
Dani’s moans were like music to his ears. Her hands were in her hair, tugging and pulling and cradling him to her. She bucked against him, riding his tongue. He ground his nose against her clit, and she shouted out his name again. When her legs shook he knew her release was impending, and he wanted nothing more than to taste every drop that she had to give him.
“Oh, God. Ramsey!” She clutched his head and bucked harder.
Ramsey darted his tongue in and out of her as her cum spilled. He came, shooting off into the pool. Even as the tension in her began to subside, Ramsey lapped and sucked, greedily, taking all that she offered.
Dani’s legs shook again, tension rising. Her legs gripped his head again, and with another cry her release came hard and strong. This time he did pull back. She lay on her back, unable to control her breathing, her skin flushed and a fine mist of sweat coating her body.
She was beautiful.
His cock hardened again.
“That was…”
He dipped his head in the water and came back up.
She watched him. “Amazing.”
He helped her back into the pool where he wrapped her legs around his waist. His cock jutted against her butt.
Dani widened her eyes. “Um, so wow. I thought vampires were impotent.”
“Impotent?” He let the side of his mouth lift and positioned his cock between her butt cheeks.
“Oh! So that myth is dispelled.”
“Yeah, I told you not to believe everything that you saw on television or read in a book. Vampires have a normal sex drive. Well, not really normal, normal. We can last longer, and it doesn’t take us as long to recover.”
“But do you need blood to … um … get it up?”
He buried his head into her hair. She smelled of jasmine. “No, we have our own blood. But we need human blood for sustenance. The same way that you need food to survive, so do we.”
She hugged his neck and thrust a hand through his hair, running her nails across his scalp.
He closed his eyes and enjoyed how good it felt to have her hold him. “Umm.”
“Do you have a condom?” she asked quietly.
He made his way to the steps, slowly as not to scare her. “Vampires can’t have children, and we’re immune to all sexual diseases.”
“What about Marcos?” she asked when he reached the back door.
“Well, we could either hope that he’s in the kitchen and out of our way or he’s going to get an eyeful.”
He put his hand on the door.
“Or,” she rushed out. “We could put back on our clothes and walk through the house like respectable adults.”
“You’re not putting on clothes until I make you come again.”
****
Her pussy tingled. She’d had two Earth-shattering orgasms on his tongue. It would be almost greedy if she wanted another. But lordy, did she want another one. Ramsey was one talented man. No, gifted was more like it.
“I—I don’t want him to see me naked.”
“Then I suggest that you hold tight.”
She knew what that meant. She squeezed her legs around his waist, arms around his neck, and buried her face against his chest. Ramsey had one arm wrapped around her body, but she’d never felt as secure as she did now. She closed her eyes tight as the air rushed past her. And just as it began, he stopped.
“It’s safe to look now,” he said. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“No.”
She peeked open an eye to find that they were in a bedroom. A large and tall four poster Victorian bed was positioned against the wall, the headboard taking up much of the space. A recliner sat in front of a television. It appeared like any other man’s room, dark colors and shiny mahogany wood.
The door clicked closed behind him, pulling her from her thoughts. Ramsey walked them to the bed and laid her down. As she moved back, getting comfortable, he positioned over her and crawled up her body. The intensity of his stare captivated her, and she couldn’t turn away. She didn’t want to turn away. Dani spread her legs for him, opening them wider.
Ramsey brought her legs up with him, bending her at the knees. He positioned over her, his cock pressed against her pussy. She throbbed in anticipation. She lifted her head to kiss his mouth, but his lips were pursed. He moved past her, burying his head in the pillow.
Dani wrapped her arms around his neck. “Now,” she whispered into his ear.
Ramsey plunged. His cock, thick and hard, rammed into her. She threw back her head with a yell. He buried into her, filling her up.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He didn’t move. He stayed inside of her buried to the hilt. “I hurt you.”
Hurt? Oh, God no. “I want more.”
He lifted only to ease into her this time. He pumped against her, regaining his control. She pulsated and throbbed around him. Her slickness coated him, allowing him to glide into her. She scraped her nails against his scalp. He was big, bigger than the few who’d come before him. The swell of his cock rubbed against her G-spot, sending ripples of pleasures up and down her spine.
She couldn’t move her legs, as his hold was too strong. She was pinned, held at his mercy. And she liked it. Ramsey pumped into her, slow and steady. He stoked the fire within her, building it into unimaginable heights. He held back, there was no mistaking it. The first thrust had been mind-altering. She. Wanted. That.
“More.”
Ramsey growled. His pace remained the same.
“Ramsey,” she moaned out. “Give me more.”
He relented, quickening his pace.
“I want to hold you.”
He released her legs, and she opened them, allowing her hands to roam down his neck to his back. His muscles flexed under her touch. She roamed them down to his butt and gripped him, holding him tight, encouraging him to move faster and to go deeper and harder. Ramsey took her cue and pumped.
“Oh, God. Yes.” It was all she could yell out as he fucked her, driving into her with such force that she rocked off the bed. The sounds of their lovemaking ricocheted off the walls. Their bodies slapped together. The tightness of her slick pussy worked as a suction, pulling him in. Her stomach tightened as the familiar tension coiled within. The band strengthened as he stroked past her most intimate spot. Ramsey took her higher and higher, and she rode the wave until her world exploded in a million and one bolts of lightning.
Dani screamed as the orgasm ripped through her body. Ramsey slammed into her, taking her
to the brink of ecstasy. Then he shook and cried out his release. His body jerked as he completed the last pumps. Ramsey dropped, and she wrapped her arms around him.
Chapter Ten
Ramsey couldn’t think of a sane reason as to why he’d invited a human back to his house. When was the last time that he had a woman over—vampire or human—that wasn’t on his payroll? He couldn’t even remember. He avoided getting romantically involved with human females at all costs. The last fling he’d had with one was … he tried to think hard.
Ah, Shirline.
What year had that been? The years all blurred together now. It’d been sometime in the seventeen-hundreds.
Shirline had been the daughter of a wealthy aristocrat in England. The fling had been a tumultuous affair. She’d known what he was and was convinced that he would turn her. He made no such promise, and she eventually become obsessed with him and the idea of becoming a vampire. She had visited him one evening telling him that she had swallowed deadly poison thinking that he would turn her, rather than to let her die. He smelled the poison coursing through her veins, slowly killing her. Her blood rotted as she screamed and professed her love for him. What Shirline didn’t know was that he’d been there and done that before with an ex who was more adapt at manipulation than she was. He had visited Shirline’s grave four nights later.
Nothing good came from getting involved with humans.
Then why had he pursued the one snuggled against his side?
Because I almost killed her.
And what? He thought to make it up to her by fucking her?
Even he didn’t believe that lie.
Dani stretched and let out a groan. Possessively, he pulled her closer, not wanting to lose the heat from her body just yet. “Are you sore?”
She moved her arm that she had thrown across his stomach, to his chest where she circled his nipple. “I’m pretty sure that when you grabbed the back of my thighs to push my knees to my shoulders that you tore the ligaments in my hips. But I won’t know for sure until I try to walk.”
He exhaled sharply and raised his head to study her. “I’m so sorry.” How could he have been so careless?
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