Embrace the Night

by Caris Roane

  As her blood left her body, the fullness in her chest began to ease. Although, hearing Jude suckle her wrist and watching his lips move in a steady rhythm started making her feel things she’d been repressing for months. She wanted his lips on her breasts doing the same thing, then down low working her with the same tugging motion.

  Hannah, he pathed, dragging her gaze from his lips to his beautiful smoky gray eyes. They were dark with need. What are you thinking about?

  I’m just feeling so much.

  I can tell. Your perfume is getting to me, like roses and the seashore.

  She smiled. Is that what I smell like to you?

  Much more than that. I can smell your desire.

  She nodded. Can’t help myself.

  I’m feeling it as well. There’s always a sexual component to feeding like this. But with you, sweet Goddess—!

  Movement by her hips drew her gaze to his well-defined arousal pushing against his pants. The snug battle leathers he wore left nothing to the imagination, and right now she wanted what he had to give. And he was a big man, in every way.

  Her mind moved swiftly to what it would be like to unzip his leathers and have a look, a feel, a taste.

  Deep within her body, sexual need began to pulse like nothing she’d experienced in her entire life, an intense desire that demanded release.

  Do you like what you see? His deep resonant voice, even within her mind, sent new waves pulsing within her abdomen. She slid her gaze back to his eyes. He had a desperate look now, and she felt the same way.

  This isn’t easy, she pathed. I’ve wanted you for months. I’ve tried not to show it. Dangerous words. She should pull it back, stop feeding this fire.

  I’ve wanted you as well. I’ve craved you, Hannah.

  She was losing control as she nodded. It felt very mutual, both of us pretending.

  He sucked harder now, and his breathing had grown rough. Hannah, I know this isn’t right, but I’d give anything if you would touch me. Do you think you could do that?

  Yes, I can. I want to so bad.

  Even within her mind, he sounded as desperate as she felt, but the position was awkward. Her other hand was caught between her body and his, so she began to maneuver, freeing her arm. When she had her shoulder planted against his side, she was at a good angle. He helped by holding her wrist higher.

  She slid her hand downward and the next thing she knew, she connected through the leather with what was hard.

  The groan that came out of Jude was heavy and prolonged. Her own desire rose like a heavy, ocean wave, lifting her up, then casting her onto the shore. She wanted this, she wanted him, and she wanted it now.

  She began massaging him, while at the same time arching her hips against his thigh. God, she needed some friction.

  I’m in agony. Jude, I’ve wanted you so badly. My body is on fire. And your beautiful chest, your pecs, your abs –

  Hannah, look at me.

  Feverish now as he sucked on her wrist, as he drank her blood, she shifted her gaze back to his eyes.

  His voice penetrated her mind once more. Hannah.

  She heard the pleading tone in his voice, and she knew she shouldn’t, but she’d been holding back for months. They were alone; all the doors locked up tight.

  Hannah, I want to make love to you.

  Her rational, sensible reasons for keeping her distance somehow vanished. Then she nodded, her voice betraying her. “Yes.”

  He released her wrist, swiping the wounds to heal them. He was still breathing hard as he leaned up on his elbows. She moved onto her knees positioning herself at his waist, then worked at his leathers.

  When she started to unzip he said, “Careful. I go commando.”

  Hannah’s fingers trembled, but not from fear. She’d never been so overcome in her life, her whole body aching to do this with Jude. She slid her fingers beneath the zipper so that as she pulled the tab down, she protected his cock.

  It felt so strange to feel his hardness beneath her fingers while she unzipped.

  This was Jude.

  She looked back at his face, at his swollen lips and glazed eyes. His nostrils flared. His clasp had come undone and with his massive hair hanging around his shoulders and down to his waist, he looked wild and ferocious.

  She felt dizzy and aroused beyond anything she’d ever imagined. Reverting her attention to his zipper, she carefully peeled back his pants and freed his arousal.

  She took a moment to just look at him, then glided her thumb and forefinger from the top of his crown over his ridge, and all the way to the base of his stalk. He groaned.

  She leaned down and took the head in her mouth, loving the velvety feel against her tongue.

  Jude’s hips moved in a slow familiar rhythm. His breathing had grown even more ragged. “Hannah, wait.”

  She understood and released him. Getting back to the task at hand, she moved to his thigh boots, the ones she’d been wanting to touch for months now.

  She slid her fingers down both sides, touching each of the silver medallions. They bore the stamped image of the eagle, a prominent predator in the Pacific Northwest. She found the zipper on the inside and peeled the boot off his right leg then the other.

  Her heart pounded now as she slowly worked his leathers off. He reached for her often, grazing her shoulder, her cheek, her hair with his fingers. The whole time he remained aroused, calling to her. She ached with need. But she didn’t go fast, knowing she would probably never do this again with Jude.

  It was a one-time-only deal.

  His beautiful scent filled her nostrils as she stared down at his warrior’s body. She drew close and with her hand took a journey up his left leg, his thigh, his groin, his abdomen, his pecs. Then she leaned close and caught his chin in hand. “Jude, will you let me do something for you?”

  His brows rose, questioning, but he nodded.

  She smiled. “I’ll be right back.” She wasn’t sure what had prompted her to do this, but she moved into the bathroom, ran the faucet over several washcloths, wrapped them up in a towel, then returned to his bunk.

  Setting the towel next to him, she began bathing him and his whole body relaxed. “Damn, that feels good and I’m not even sure why. What made you think of it?”

  “I don’t know.” She made a pass over his muscular chest, savoring not just his physical body but all that he was. “I just had a feeling this would be the right thing to do. And … well, it’s my way of thanking you for saving my life and for sacrificing for your people every night of your life.”

  Chapter Three

  Jude watched Hannah work her way down his legs with the damp terry-cloth. Even though he wanted her beneath him, her body writhing with each thrust of his cock, he wouldn’t have missed this for the world. It felt sacred and beautiful, more Hannah than she knew.

  Watching her bathe even his feet, eased something deep inside him. He’d been making war for so long without a woman at his side that he’d forgotten what it could be like.

  When she was done, she took the towel into the bathroom and busied herself for a moment, probably hanging out each of the cloths to dry separately. She’d get after the men for not keeping the bathroom in order.

  But when she returned, his heart almost stopped.

  She had nothing on.

  He rose up on his elbows as she approached the bed slowly, her nipples peaked, the way they’d been in the stockroom that day. He wanted to be suckling her.

  He could feel that bathing him had aroused her, which kept him hard as hell knowing that she enjoyed touching him. Maybe this had been a fantasy of hers. He’d had plenty of fantasies himself since that supply-room day, and she’d just fulfilled one of them.

  She stopped at the foot of the bunk. He looked her up and down slowly and she let him look. “When you finally fall into bed after a night’s work, do you think of me, Hannah? Did you once imagine doing this with me in the bunkroom?”

  She met his gaze, her lips parted and swol
len. “Not the bathing part, but groping you, yes. Does that shock you?”

  He smiled, and his hips arched. “I’ve imagined doing the same thing to you, usually when I first wake up.”

  A soft moan left her throat, and for a moment she closed her eyes as though seeing new images she’d want to remember later.

  “Oh, Jude,” she murmured, as she opened her eyes. Her gaze fell to his cock once more. “And would you be touching yourself when you thought of me?”

  “Uh-huh.”

  She moved to stand next to the bunk. “Show me. I want to watch.”

  He settled his left hand on her waist and with his right took hold of his cock. He stroked slowly, his hips undulating, but his gaze was fixed on her.

  Her eyes fell to half-mast as she leaned down and took him in her mouth again.

  “Oh, Hannah. Sweet Goddess.” He could come like this, one hand on his cock, her lips on his head, and his hand now drifting to fondle her ass.

  “Spread your legs. Let me feel you.”

  The moment she responded, he slid his hand even lower and gently began touching what was wet and smelled of roses and the ocean. He wanted his mouth there.

  “I want to taste you while you’re sucking me. Straddle me, Hannah.”

  Jude, slid through his mind. But she didn’t hesitate.

  She climbed up on the bed, facing away from him. And right then, he was glad she’d had the bunks built with a lot of clearance.

  He caught her right leg, easing it to the far side, so that she faced away from him. With her legs spread, her beautiful scent hit him full force and he grunted, anxious to taste her. He caught her hips, bringing her down to him.

  At the same time that he laid his tongue over her clitoris, she took his cock in her mouth once more.

  He arched. The dual sensation of his tongue licking what was wet and swollen and her mouth suckling him, brought his balls up tight. He could come so easily, but he controlled himself, forcing his body to settle down. He’d imagined doing this to Hannah, just as he’d said, but he’d never dreamed that he’d actually get the chance.

  When he drove his tongue deep inside her well, she lifted up, crying out, “Jude, oh God!”

  He realized she was close and he wanted her to come. He added a soft realm vibration through his tongue, which set her to writhing. Using his hands to hold her hips in place, he plunged in and out vampire fast. She shuddered then cried out repeatedly as she released.

  He kept working her, savoring the pulses deep within, and that she panted, her hips rocking in swift jerks until the last of her ecstasy faded.

  After a minute, she finally eased down. “Jude, that was amazing. But did I actually feel a vibration? I mean I’ve heard the gossip.”

  “Yes, you did.”

  He smiled as he caressed her bottom, kissing her all over. The thought went through his head that he could stay in this position, loving on her, for a long time.

  She spoke quietly. “So, how do you want me?”

  Here, for the next twelve months.

  “Oh…” The word came out breathless. “Sounds like a plan. But you know what I really want right now?”

  “Anything. I’ll do anything.” And he meant it.

  “Your cock, buried deep.”

  Her words launched him.

  With a generous distance to the upper bunk, he was able to rise up, half-levitating to make the move. He held her in the same position, coming up behind her so that she landed on her hands and knees. He pushed her hair away from her neck. “I want to feed from you here, Hannah, from this vein.” He stroked her neck. “And I want to do it while I make you come.”

  “Jude, I would love that.” Her body writhed against him. “I didn’t know donating would feel as good as it does, as sexual, but it’s amazing.”

  He took his cock in hand, positioning himself at her entrance. “Do you like how this feels? My cock right here, ready to penetrate?”

  “Yes. Oh, God, yes.”

  He smiled as he took her hips in his hands and began to push. He’d imagined this as well, but the reality was a thousand times better than the fantasy, and the fantasy had rocked.

  He drove into her, then pulled back. She moaned and made soft shuddering sounds. “You’re so big. You fill me.”

  He loved that he could please her like this.

  Once he was fully seated and had established a steady rhythm, he leaned over her and murmured against her cheek, “I’m going to bite you again, Hannah. Would you like that? Then I’m going to add some vibration right here.” He gave her a solid thrust.

  “You can do that?”

  “Yes. I can.”

  ~ ~ ~

  “Oh, Jude.” Shivers traveled up and down her body. She’d been aching for this kind of contact for months. Now here Jude was and then some.

  She might have imagined his size before in her frequent fantasies, but he’d not only exceeded expectation, he just told her he could add vibration deep inside her.

  She clenched hard at the thought.

  She was on her hands and knees and Jude was thrusting, continuously hitting her just right. Her lips were parted as she dragged in air between pants. With one hand, he smoothed away her hair to expose her throat.

  She felt his body angle over her back and with one arm pressed against her breasts, he supported her. His tongue swept over her neck repeatedly. He made a hungry sound with his mouth, guttural and coarse, more animal-like than man, and she loved it.

  When he caused her vein to rise, only something a vampire could do, she pushed back with her hips.

  I’m going to bite you now.

  Yes. Please, yes.

  The sting was brief and the moment he began to suck her blood once more, a wave of pleasure hit her like nothing she’d known. The passion came from the depths of her being and flowed into her mind. She soon felt drugged and euphoric at the same time.

  And still he thrust, a steady powerful drive, full of mastery. Was this really happening?

  His sucking became agitated.

  What is it?

  I’m so damn close, Hannah, but I want you to come again.

  Just slow things down a bit, okay?

  She felt him take a deep breath, and move into her with gentler thrusts. Yes, that’s better. And when you can, how about that vibration?

  Absolutely.

  But he surprised her when suddenly she felt a vibration not between her legs, but at her neck where he fed from her.

  Shivers once more chased each other down her neck, ramping up her need and intensifying the feel-good between her legs. I love that your world is full of vibrations. I just never thought … this would happen … to me … oh, you’re doing it now. My God. She’d barely been able to get the words out, because he’d just added an intoxicating vibration through his cock. At the same time, she felt a wonderful warmth that added yet another layer of sensation.

  She moaned heavily. “Jude, the heat and vibration together. I won’t last long.”

  Good, because I’m ready. I want to fill you up, Hannah.

  I want to be filled.

  While still suckling at her vein, he drove with purposeful, deep thrusts and the vibration kept getting stronger. She gulped in air, panting hard. She felt her orgasm hovering, but she wanted to hold back, and was unwilling to let go just yet because of all the exquisite sensations.

  But when he began to move his hips fast, curling them in quick thrusts, her body took over. A great swell began inside her, taking her breath away. Pleasure unfurled as she pulled hard on Jude’s cock, intensifying her desire. The heat and the vibration grew stronger, amplifying what she felt, building to a pinnacle.

  Suddenly, the release flew from her, and she cried out as a warm, heady flush engulfed her body, forcing her to writhe heavily against Jude. Her heart felt lit on fire. She moaned, then once again cried out over and over at the intensity of the orgasm.

  Hannah, what you’re doing to me!

  It’s unbelievable. Th
e sweet, gripping sensation kept rolling, and just when it peaked and she thought she was through, Jude began to release, igniting pleasure all over again.

  His cock, still vibrating, pistoned within her, and another orgasm swelled, streaking through her, gaining in size and heat, then once more flooding her body with so much pure ecstasy and so many sensations that this time she screamed. She could hardly catch her breath as he continued to drive into her, as he shouted into the air, as his cock released his seed in pulses.

  The orgasm swirled through her, forcing small cries from her mouth again and again, until at last she began to ease back from the pinnacle.

  It was some time before she came to an awareness that Jude was no longer moving and that he’d released her neck and was now kissing her over and over above her vein. Thank you, Hannah. This was an amazing experience. I swear, I’ve never had a release like that before.

  Her mind felt muddled. She wanted to tell him she hadn’t either, but this made her laugh softly because nothing about making love with him was exactly in her catalog of prior experiences. Nothing could compare.

  Of course, now her arms shook from staying in one position so long. She chuckled again. “I need to lie down.”

  He lowered her slowly and because he was big, he remained connected to her which she thought absolute genius.

  “Let me know if I get too heavy.”

  “K.” She drew in a deep breath. She still felt drugged out and sleepy at the same time. She really needed to head to bed for the day.

  She closed her eyes, reaching for Jude’s hand. When she found it, she clasped his fingers tight. “Thank you.”

  She felt him sigh. He was a solid weight on top of her, even though he held himself up on his forearms. He felt so good. He’d remained half-aroused, which made her wiggle a couple of times just to feel him.

  But as she lay there, sweat began to trickle down her forehead. She was really perspiring, something that made sense given what she’d just been through and yet didn’t. In fact, she felt warm all over, and she could tell her temperature was climbing in a very bizarre way.