by Renee Rose
Sasha moaned, a noise somewhere between protest and encouragement.
“Give me your wrist,” he commanded.
She looked over her shoulder, confused as she reached one wrist behind her, leaning on the three points of her shins and one forearm.
He gripped the wrist. “Now the other.”
Her eyes widened as she realized what he wanted. She had to rely on his hold on her captured wrist in order to lift her weight off the other arm. She leaned into it tentatively, lifting her arm reaching it back with a look of slight panic. He held both wrists in one hand, her torso suspended over the floor. If he let go, she would fall on her face. With his other hand, he gripped her hair and pulled her head back. In this position of complete dominance no part of her could resist him without paying a steep price.
Sasha mewled, but the scent of her arousal had grown so strong it filled the room. She wanted this as much as he needed it. He pumped in and out of her, fucking her ass as both punishment and penance, knowing this was the path back to all that had been good between them.
He moved slowly. Even though it was punishment, he took care not to be too rough. Sasha’s cries grew more insistent and he picked up speed, sensing the surging of cum, and remembering he was capable of orgasm. Thanks to her. He let himself go, pumping in and out, her tight channel hugging his pulsing cock until he lost control and shot his load with a groan. “You may come,” he remembered to say and she let out a high-pitched cry and orgasmed. He sat back on his heels and pulled her up to sit back on him, gently releasing her wrists and hair. He lifted her off his cock and she groaned and collapsed on him, her head falling back over his shoulder.
After they caught their breath, he finally spoke. “I don’t know what to think of all this, Sasha,” he said, the weariness of his sleepless days sounding in his voice. “But I do know that you are mine. Nothing can change that fact.”
Sasha’s body began to shake and he tightened his arms around her, smelling the salt of tears. The depth of his response to her pain answered any remaining doubt he might have had about her or them. He couldn’t walk away from her, no matter what challenge they faced—even having Anka between them.
“I think you have as much hold on my heart in this life as you had on my balls in the last.”
“No,” she sniffed. “Charlie, you were always in charge then, too. Didn’t you know that? She only needed to be told no by you. To be punished and put to rights. She never thought you would leave her. I think the reason I panic every time you disappear is from the depth of her pain when you walked out.”
He stiffened, still finding it difficult to talk about Anka or accept that Sasha spoke on her behalf. “So what were the other men?”
“Games. Nothing. She—I—only cared for you.”
His emotions tangled again with resistance at feeling anything other than hatred toward Anka and disgust that the purity of his relationship with Sasha’s was now sullied with Anka and their past.
Sasha twisted, craning to see his face. She touched his cheek. “Forgive her?” She shifted her bottom on his lap to turn more. “Forgive me. Let the past be healed. Please?” She took his face in her hands and kissed him. He felt love pouring out of her and into him—the same sensation he’d experienced when she’d floated the soft pink bubble to him.
His remaining anger slid away as he realized Anka could not hurt him again, even if she lived on through Sasha. His little fairy loved him with a heart so big it could heal all wounds. His eyes burned as he kissed her back, releasing his last reservations. He stood, lifting Sasha to straddle his waist and carried her to the shower, where he turned on the water and stepped in.
The droplets ran over their heads, cleansing them of the burnt smell from the crisped vampires. Knowing Sasha had the power to destroy him so easily and yet still knelt at his feet, making him her master made him ache with love. He pulled off his shirt, soaked now, and tossed it over the curtain rod. Running his hands across Sasha’s shoulders, he worshipped the magnificent curves of her lithe body. He picked up the soap and ran it over her skin, lathering circles around her breast, down the cleft of her ass.
Control slipped away and he shoved her up against the shower wall, pinning her there and forcing a knee between her thighs. “I might have to take you again, Sasha,” he murmured in a dangerous voice. “Now that you’ve released me from the curse, I might be taking you ten times a day. Or more.”
Her mouth opened and she arched into his hands, water running in rivulets down her golden skin.
He bent his knees to fit his cock to her cunt, sliding into her without needing to prepare the way. He tucked his palms behind her shoulders to cushion the shock, then began to thrust hard, trapping her between his body at the tile wall. His fangs had lengthened and he longed to strike again, but held back, knowing he could not drink from her every time he had his way.
The wall seemed too hard to slam her little body against, so he wrapped her in his arms, keeping close and using his muscles to protect her from the force of his passion.
She lifted one leg and wrapped it around his waist, changing the angle of her tunnel. He pounded into her until she gasped, “May I—?”
“Yes,” he choked, losing control and finding his own peak at the same moment she convulsed against him.
Charlie traced them back to her place after their shower. When he noticed the bruise appearing on her cheek from where the vampire had smashed her against the wall, he hissed, baring his teeth. Pushing her to sit on the bed, he vanished, and she almost cursed before she heard him in her kitchen, opening the refrigerator door. He flashed back, holding an ice pack wrapped in a kitchen towel. She jerked her head back instinctively when he tried to touch her bruise, so he pressed the ice in her hands. “You do it,” he said softly, still looking grim about it.
He picked up the dresser he’d overturned and replaced it. “Sorry,” he muttered. He stood with his hands on his hips and looked around. “What are we going to do, Sasha? A fairy doesn’t belong downtown. You need to live in nature with room for a big garden so you can do things fae do with plants.”
She blinked, surprised.
“Let’s buy some land and build a house. With a basement for me and a light-filled ground floor for you.”
She trembled, hardly believing how well he seemed to understand her and her desires. “Do you...how would we pay for it?”
“I have lots of money,” he said dismissively.
“What about my job? How will I get there?”
He considered her. “I have a car you can drive. I won’t make you quit, but I think I’ll have another discussion with Edith to reduce your hours. Or perhaps I’ll get a job there too.”
“What?” she asked, laughing.
“Yeah. Why not? I was good with that kid.”
She giggled. “I can’t decide if you’re serious.”
“I don’t know—why not? What else do I have to do? I might as well be of some use in this world.”
She gaped, hardly able to assimilate it all. “So...does this mean you’re my boyfriend?”
He grinned. “I am most definitely your boyfriend, along with your vampire, lover and master.” He moved closer and wrapped his arms around her, sliding his hands down to cup her ass. “Do I get to meet your friends now?”
She bit her lip. “I suppose I’ll never be able to tell them, will I?”
His expression sobered. “It’s better if you don’t.”
She looked up, seriously contemplating how life would be, mated to a vampire—the difficulties of his nocturnal restrictions, or of her mortality. ”Is it done much? A vampire with a mortal?”
“There’s another vampire in town who is married to a mortal about your age. They even have a baby—no one knows how. Probably artificial insemination. We could hang out with them see how they do it.” He smiled down at her warmly.
The idea encouraged her. “I guess we’ll...figure it all out?” she said uncertainly.
He kissed her
forehead. “Yes, love. I don’t know how, exactly, but we’ve established the main points.”
“Which are?”
“You’re mine. And I’m not going to walk out on you.”
Tears filled her eyes in a rush.
“What?” he asked softly, his face showing concern.
She shook her head, trying to duck her gaze.
He put a finger under her chin and lifted it until she looked at him again. “I have something for you,” he said softly. “I bought it for you when you were Anka. I kept it all these years, but I never knew why.” He smiled. “Now I do.”
He pulled a silver chain out of his pocket, from which dangled dozens of red gemstones.
“Garnet?”
“Rubies, love. They’re supposedly good for blood and circulation.”
She giggled. “Ah. This is really a gift for you. Kinda like the corset and stockings.”
He made a twirling motion with his index finger.
She turned and lifted her hair from her nape, waiting as he fastened the incredible necklace. “This must be worth a fortune.”
“I’ll buy you any and every stone or crystal you want. They each have special powers, or so Anka believed.” He kissed her neck in the place he’d bitten it earlier.
The necklace buzzed on her neck, and she sensed the truth of his statement. Excitement about continuing to develop her powers in partnership with Charlie made her pulse quicken. “You’re really sticking around?”
“There’s no getting rid of me. You’d have to drive a stake through my heart.”
She giggled, sniffing. “I’ve tried that. I already know how that ends.”
He gripped her ass and squeezed. “Want to try again?” he asked in a low seductive voice.
She laughed, her eyes still moist. “I love you, vampire.”
His face grew serious and he stroked her cheek with his thumb. “I love you, little fairy.”
The End
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Renee Rose is a naughty author who loves writing about hot alpha males, Dominance/submission and power exchanges. She also writes BDSM under the name Darling Adams. If you enjoyed this book, please contact her at [email protected] to let her know or consider leaving a review.
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
About the Author
