Part 17 (1/2)

When the phone rang again, she ignored it and walked through the apartment to her bedroom. She undressed, took a quick shower and then slid into the Jacuzzi. Closing her eyes, she tried to allow all the worries and fears of the last few months to dissipate. Instead, she found her thoughts centered on the impertinent Jason Makefield.

She was far too old to be obsessing over a male not even a third as old as she was. She gave an angry shake of her head. Why couldn't she stop thinking about him? h.e.l.l, now she was even imagining she could feel him when he wasn't there. Her nostrils quivered with the remembrance of the wonderful masculine scent that belonged exclusively to him.

It was so strong, he could almost be... Her eyes snapped open. She shot upright from her reclining position. Jason, naked, with his fully erect c.o.c.k jutting out in front of his body, stood in her open bathroom doorway. In one hand he held a bottle of wine. His other hand held an elaborate gold box with the words Marsh's Ancient Delicacies embossed in s.h.i.+mmering red letters.

She licked her lips, her nostrils quivering anew.

He smiled, advancing slowly into the room. ”I come bearing gifts, prepared to beg forgiveness.”

Instead of getting out of the Jacuzzi and kicking his a.s.s out of her condo, she lay back, resting her head against the cus.h.i.+oned neck rest. He knelt beside the Jacuzzi, placing the bottle of wine in one of the refrigerated cubbies on the wide ledge to her left. He opened the box and extended it.

Inside were dark chocolate mounds, which she knew contained chilled, sweetened and jelled cow's blood. If he thought she would be bribed into forgiving his sorry a.s.s so easily...

”I come bearing sweets for my sweet.”

If he thought that line, albeit smooth, would soften her up...

He lifted one of the b.a.l.l.s from its gold foil wrapper and placed it against her mouth.

Despite herself, she parted her lips and bit down. Dark, rich chocolate and jelled blood touched her tongue. She closed her eyes as the decadent dessert sent a chill of delight through her. Although she had been addicted to the delicacy for some fifty years, it had never tasted this wonderful.

As she swallowed the last mouthful, she opened her eyes. His lips were a breath away from hers. He lifted another ball, licked it and placed it against her lips.

She ate the second one with greater enjoyment, her pleasure heightened by the taste of his saliva. As she swallowed the last mouthful, she felt a tingle between her legs. By the time he pressed the next mound against her lips, her p.u.s.s.y was moist and aching to be filled with his c.o.c.k. She had to clench her hands into fists at her sides to keep from reaching out and wrapping them around his hard length.

He lifted another mound, licked it and lifted it near his mouth. ”Do these taste as good as they look?”

She nodded silently, licking her lips in antic.i.p.ation.

He tilted his head. ”Hmmm. I think it's time I found out for myself.”

He put the box next to the bottle of wine on the ledge. Instead of popping the mound in his mouth as she expected, he dipped his other hand in the Jacuzzi, found her p.u.s.s.y and parted her wet folds.

She caught her breath, but let it out in a quick exhalation when he eased the chocolate mound between her c.u.n.t lips.

”What are you doing?”

He smiled. ”You had yours with saliva. I'd like mine covered with p.u.s.s.y juice.”

As if they had a mind of their own, her legs parted.

He rose and slipped into the Jacuzzi with her. Positioning himself between her thighs, he eased his hands under her body. With his palms cupping her a.s.s, he lifted her hips out of the water and buried his mouth against her body.

He licked and nipped at her flat belly before kissing his way over her wet skin to rest against her pubic hair. He inhaled deeply. ”You have the most incredible scent when you're aroused. I can't wait to taste you.”

To encourage him, she pushed her hips higher.

He licked the length of her outer lips, sending chills all through her. His warm, firm lips nibbled at her c.l.i.t.

She moaned.

He slid his mouth down her slit, parted her and bit into the chocolate. She felt some of the jelled blood ooze into her p.u.s.s.y. Antic.i.p.ating his shooting seed there soon, her nipples hardened.

She resisted the need to s.n.a.t.c.h his body up hers, grab his c.o.c.k and stuff it deep in her p.u.s.s.y so she could f.u.c.k him until he was too limp and sore to stay hard.

With his tongue, teeth and lips probing at her swollen lips, she cried out, pressed her hands against the back of his head and came. Settling against her, he kept his mouth on her c.u.n.t, eating what was left of the chocolate while licking her juices.

He didn't lift his head from her body until she moaned and slumped back against the Jacuzzi.

”Hmmm,” he murmured, lifting his head to look up at her. ”They're delicious mixed with p.u.s.s.y juice.”

She parted her legs further and stared up into his eyes, allowing her expression to tell him what she wanted.

”That's my woman. Prepared to give me some of the p.u.s.s.y that belongs exclusively to me?”

She nodded, her hunger to feel him inside her leaving her bereft of words.

He slid up her body, moved his hips against hers and pressed downward.

The first inch of his c.o.c.k sliding into her p.u.s.s.y sent a shock of delight so strong through her it left her almost breathless, while simultaneously sending a chill of dread through her. She'd had more lovers than most human woman could imagine. There was no reason for her to need s.e.x with him half as much as she did. This man had done his best to kill Vladimir. Knowing that and yet allowing him to f.u.c.k her again was outrageous. Why did all her self-respect vanish the moment he waved a stiff d.i.c.k at her? Why- All thoughts were chased from her head as Jace slid b.a.l.l.s-deep inside her. He groaned then grabbed her a.s.s again, crushed his hungry lips down on hers and f.u.c.ked quickly, roughly in and out of her, treating her p.u.s.s.y as if it was his personal possession to be used however he liked.

Returning his demanding kisses, she wrapped her legs and arms around his body. She arched her back, driving his c.o.c.k deeper in her p.u.s.s.y. Each delicious stab of his d.i.c.k sent a corresponding jolt of almost unbearable pleasure through her. Her p.u.s.s.y radiated with a joy that quickly spread through her entire body.

No other male, human or vampire, had ever created these intense feelings or this level of pleasure in her. Breathing was difficult, nearly impossible. His c.o.c.k became an extension of her body...a vital part of her internal system she couldn't survive without.

A gigantic rush of satisfaction thundered through her p.u.s.s.y, setting it on fire before quickly spreading down to her toes and fingers. She tore her mouth away from his and sobbed as she experienced the most amazing climax of her long life. A powerful thrust of his hips sent his c.o.c.k deep inside her. Feeling the jets of his seed blasting into her p.u.s.s.y prolonged her release.

He held her tightly as he continued to thrust into her, pumping the last of his c.u.m into her c.u.n.t.

”Oh s.h.i.+t,” he groaned, burying his face against her neck. ”That had to be the most incredible f.u.c.k...” He lifted his head. ”Open your eyes and look at me.”

Feeling as satisfied as a cat in heat, she forced her eyes open and gazed up at him.

He shook his head. ”That wasn't a f.u.c.k. Anyone can f.u.c.k, but only two people destined to spend eternity together could make love as we just did.” He licked her lips. ”I love you and I don't care what you say or how much you deny it, I know you love me too.”

Shaken by what had just happened between them, she was in no mood for any of his s.h.i.+t. She pushed him off her. His c.o.c.k came out of her with a popping sound. Some of their combined fluids oozed out of her body. She set him on his feet beside the Jacuzzi and rose. ”Don't be so d.a.m.ned dramatic. If I were you, I wouldn't let one f.u.c.k go to my head, Jason. You live long enough, you'll have better.”

Ignoring the tightening of his lips, she stepped onto the tiles beside him. She reached for a towel from the warmer and wrapped it around her body. Or at least she started to.

He grabbed the edge and tossed it aside. He swung her around to face him. ”You've lived close to four hundred years. Have you ever had better?”

She swallowed hard and averted her gaze, unwilling to lie about something that had touched her so deeply.

He cupped her cheeks between his palms, pus.h.i.+ng her chin up. ”Don't look away from me. You maintain my gaze and tell me you've had better with any of your lovers.”

She jerked away from him, putting several feet between them. ”Don't forget yourself or who you're dealing with, Jason. I'm not some human wh.o.r.e whose will you can bend to your own.”