Part 29 (1/2)
Hannah felt as if her entire body had turned to hot liquid. She moaned and clutched his head closer. One of his hands dipped between her legs as his gentle lips, moist tongue, and marvelous teeth made love to her nipple. His fingers dipped into her p.u.s.s.y, gathering moisture that he used to stroke her c.l.i.t. He ran a fingertip along the sensitive side of the hard little nub, and she s.h.i.+vered with pleasure that was almost painful.
Seraphim 's mouth left her breast as he eased his body over hers and slid his ma.s.sive c.o.c.k into her quivering p.u.s.s.y. Hannah clutched him tightly with her arms and legs, slamming her hips up to meet his downward thrust. Since the change, her body was far stronger and more durable than her human one. There had been times before when his huge c.o.c.k might have been difficult to take, had he not used extreme care when they made love. Now she wanted all he had-and as hard and fast as he could give it.
She growled, her nails sinking into his back, as his hips drove into hers. She felt the bed moving and almost giggled.
”Come here,” he growled, rolling them off the bed. They landed with a thud on the floor.
Hannah might have laughed aloud had he not been pus.h.i.+ng her to a mind-shattering o.r.g.a.s.m. His movements were so powerful she realized why he'd taken them to the floor. The bed probably would have broken from the way he thrust and she bucked.
She would have screamed as climax broke over her, but Seraphim covered her mouth with his. Their teeth sank into each other's tongues and lips, and they drank of one another as their bodies throbbed in ecstasy.
Hannah lay curled beneath Seraphim's arm, feeling like she couldn't move if she wanted to. She'd felt like the most powerful creature in the world after gaining her vampiric power, but after making love with Seraphim from dawn until past noon, she was again awed by Immaculate strength.
In spite of her desire to continue making love, she'd finally fallen asleep with his teeth and c.o.c.k still hard inside her. Even now, she felt his fingertips stroking her shoulder and arm and wondered if anything could tire him.
A familiar scent touched her nose, but she was nearly asleep and didn't concentrate on it until tapping sounded on their door.
Seraphim left the bed silently, careful not to wake her. Moments later, light shone in from the hallway and she heard Seraphim whispering with Matthew.
”It's all right. I'm awake,” Hannah said as she forced herself to a sitting position, pulling the sheet over her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. She squinted toward the doorway where Matthew stood with Seraphim. The towering doctor, groomed to perfection, looked handsome in his sleek grey suit and pink tie. Still, she found Seraphim more attractive, though his wavy hair was messy from lovemaking and he'd only dragged on boxer shorts before answering the door. Her eyes raked his long legs scattered with dark hair before glancing at Matthew who had begun to speak.
”I just thought I'd come by to see if you needed anything before the meeting,” he said.
”Needed?” Seraphim asked.
”Conversation. Moral support.” The young vampire shrugged. ”Someone to run you out of town?”
Seraphim offered a slight smile. ”You should know better than anyone running and hiding isn't the answer.”
”True you can't run from yourself or your actions. I guess I just wanted you to know that no matter what you've been hiding, I don't like the idea of you being dragged before the Jury. I don't think you deserve it.”
”I'm not being dragged. I've volunteered to go.”
Hannah noted Seraphim's irritation, and apparently so did Matthew who nodded and folded his hands behind his back.
”I didn't meant to offend you, Seraphim. I should go, if we have nothing to say to each other.”
Hannah almost wanted to call to Matthew as he walked away, sensing his concern had been genuine. Seraphim's secrecy and strange ways could almost be considered offensive, and Matthew didn't deserve that treatment after all he'd done for them.
”Matthew,” Seraphim raised his voice, and moments later the doctor returned to the doorway.
”You really expect me to believe you came here out of kindness? That you don't hold any grudge after I refused to instruct you?”
Matthew's dark blue eyes held Seraphim's, and Hannah felt emotion between them. It was her first experience of closeness that could exist between vampires that wasn't exactly s.e.xual, yet somehow just as intense. Perhaps it wasn't vampire at all, but something to do with magic. Both Matthew and Seraphim were warlocks. She'd felt Seraphim's power first hand and had heard stories about Matthew.
”You're not the only pract.i.tioner in the world, Seraphim,” Matthew stated. ”Eventually, I'll find someone else to train with. I'm not saying I wouldn't prefer you. I'm comfortable with you, but just because you won't be my teacher doesn't mean I won't be your friend.”
Hannah felt Seraphim thrust up mental barriers, though she guessed it was out of habit more than genuine desire, and it was for Matthew's sake rather than her own.
”You're wise,” Seraphim told Matthew. ”Thank you for coming, but there's nothing you can do.”
”No matter what happens, when they get in your mind, don't feel you're to blame for what they take from you.”
”That boy you rescued last year. The Original.”
”Sage?”
”Yes. Sage. Your parents have been raising him?”
”Brett and Mercedes have adopted him, yes.”
”They're at Sir Edwards now. Is Sage close by?”
”He's staying with Jules. Why?”
”No reason.”
Matthew raised his eyes skyward and forced a laugh. ”Come on, Seraphim. You always have a reason, and I'm not used to being treated like I'm stupid.”
”The genius, stupid?” A smile played around Seraphim's lips. ”No one could ever imply that. However you are impatient.”
”Very.”
”Then you'll have to learn patience. At least until tonight.”
”Seraphim, why all the secrecy?” Hannah said. ”First with me, now with Matthew.”
”I have a lot to tell,” Seraphim said. ”And I only want to do it once.”
Matthew's eyes met Hannah's and he shook his head. ”G.o.dd.a.m.n, I hate it when he gets this way.”
”So do I,” she said.
Seraphim only smiled as he closed the door behind Matthew's retreating form.
”I think you like being a man of mystery.” Hannah stood and walked to Seraphim, looping her arms around his neck.
”What gave you that idea?”
”I don't care. I still love you.” She growled before nipping his throat.
”Good, because I wouldn't want to live without you.”
Hannah smiled as he swept her into his arms and carried her to the bed where he deposited her and stretched out beside her, stroking wisps of hair from her face.
”Seraphim.” Her humor suddenly faded as she stared into his eyes and caressed his cheek. ”I'm afraid for you. Everyone makes the Jury sound so terrible, and I don't want to see you hurt.”
”My love.” He kissed her lips then her cheek. ”Believe me, I'm strong. The Jury should pray that they will be as well.”
”What do you mean?”