Full Moon Rising

“I want to be kissing you when I come inside you,” he all but growled

The words were barely out of his mouth, and I was there, kissing him, tasting him, my arms wrapped around his neck, holding him close as he moved inside me. My body quivered with the sensations tumbling through me, my thighs clenched against his sides as the pressure built and built, until I felt so tightly strung that everything would surely break. Then everything did break, and I was unraveling, groaning, with the intensity of the orgasm flowing through me. His kiss became as fierce as his body, and as he poured himself into me, his mouth left mine, his teeth grazing my neck. I jerked reflexively when they pierced my skin, but the brief flare of pain quickly became something undeniably exquisite, and I came a second time

When the tremors subsided, he took my face between his hands and gently kissed me. “Now that the edge has been taken off need, we can get a bit more serious.”

“Can’t get much more serious than what we just did.” My lips were close to his, and as he breathed out, I breathed in. It felt as if the very essence of him was invading every pore

The heat in his gaze lit fires deep in my soul, yet I had the strangest feeling that I hadn’t even begun to plumb the depths of what this vampire could do to me

He brushed another kiss across my lips, then said, “How much time do we have left to us?”

“All day. Jack doesn’t want us back until dusk.”

“Then I have time enough to seduce you as I’d originally intended.” He paused, and his devilish grin made an appearance, causing my heart to stutter. “And time enough to make you scream.”

I smiled. What a very male thing to say. “I don’t scream for anyone.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Then you haven’t been loved right.” He lightly slapped my hip. “Off, woman. I have a seduction to attend to.”

I slipped to one side and stretched out on the bed. He twisted around, retrieving the gossamer dress from the chair. “Let me tie your hands together.”

“Why?”

“Because this is about me pleasuring you. I don’t want you touching me just yet.”

Excitement surged, and I held out my hands. I’d tried restraints in the past and couldn’t really say that I’d tripped on the experience, but the dress was flimsy and I could tear free if I needed to. He tied my hands together, then sat back and spent a minute simply looking at me. The hunger in his eyes made me grin

“See something you like?” I teased, shifting my hips provocatively

“I see lots of things I intend to taste. But for now, turn over.”

I did as ordered, then watched him walk over to the spa. The man looked great from all angles, but he certainly had a fantastic butt. He leaned over the tub, giving me not only a view of great butt, but well-hung balls and lovely muscular thighs as he grabbed one of the essentials oils. “Ci

He’d picked my favorite scent. I smiled, watching him walk back, amazed to see that he was more than ready to go again. A vamp’s stamina was indeed every bit as good as a werewolf’s. He knelt at the end of the bed, poured a large dollop of oil into his hands, and rubbed them together

“Close your eyes,” he ordered

I did as he bid, and sighed in pleasure when his thumbs pressed into the arch of my foot. As he deftly began working the oil into my skin, the rich scent of warmed ci

When he finished one leg, he started the other. I was all but thrumming with pleasure, totally enjoying every nuance of this sensual pampering

“What happened here?” he said, his finger lightly tracing the bullet burn

“One of the cops tried to rearrange my rump.”

“Obviously he doesn’t know perfection when he sees it.”

“I think he was more worried about the fact his partner had just been knocked out by a scrap of woman.”

He was straddling me now, his fingers working their way up my back. If I’d been a cat, I would have been purring

“I don’t think anyone would call you a scrap of woman.”

As if to emphasize his point, his fingers brushed the sides of my breasts, sending tingles of electricity through every nerve ending

“Well, I’m certainly not an amazon.”

His smile was a warmth I felt rather than saw. “On the outside, no. But inside, there’s a warrior desperate to get out.”

“No warrior, just a woman ready and willing to defend herself and her pack.”

Qui

“Roll over,” he commanded again

I did. He drew my arms over my head and tied the free end of the dress to the headboard. Then he moved down to my feet and began the whole massage process again, this time holding my gaze every inch of the way and taking extra care, and extra time, once he’d got to my breasts. It was an erotic and sensual experience, and by the time he’d finished, every inch of me was quivering with the need to have him deep inside

But the carnal glint in his eyes, and his sexy, knowing smile, suggested he had no intentions of hurrying

“Now it’s challenge time.” His low, rich tones vibrated across my skin, as intimate as any kiss. “I intend to make you scream for me, Riley.”

“Not a hope in hell.” Yet even as I said it, I had a vague suspicion that if any man could, it would be this vampire

He reached across me, placing the capped oil on the bedside table, then leaned down and brushed a kiss across my mouth. “Then let the games begin,” he said, his breath as hot as the glint in his dark eyes

I gri

And he did. Using mouth and tongue alone, he left no part of my upper body untouched or unexplored. He discovered erogenous zones I had no idea existed, and exploited them to the full, bringing me to the crest of orgasm time and again, only to back away each time, until sweat sheened my body and every inch of me vibrated with the need for release

Then he moved down

When his tongue flicked over my clitoris, I jumped in sweet bliss, a whimper escaping my lips. He chuckled softly, his breath fiery against my moist skin. Then he suckled on me, and that was the end of any form of restraint on my part. I leapt over that edge with abandon, twisting and moaning and shaking as he continued to stroke and suckle me

The trembling had barely subsided when he said softly, “Are you ready to scream for me, Riley?”

His breath caressed my thighs, a kiss of air that had me quivering. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation, wanting him inside and yet wanting to prolong this lovemaking session as long as I could

“I told you, I don’t scream for anyone.”

It came out breathy, and he chuckled softly. “Then I shall continue as I am.”

He did. And every bit as thoroughly as the first time, only this time he used his hands rather than his tongue and mouth. He brought me to the edge so very quickly, but this time offered no release, backing away, claiming my mouth, kissing me fiercely and thoroughly, until the threatening tremors had subsided. Then he started all over again

I’d wanted foreplay, and now I was getting it—in spades. Only I wasn’t sure if I was going to survive it much longer

“Please,” I panted. “Oh, God, please… I need you… inside.”

He knelt over the top of me, his body as hot and as sweaty as mine, his grin wicked. “You know the price.”

“Yes, yes, anything. Just do it.”

He reached above me, undoing my hands, then shifted slightly so that the long hard length of his erection nuzzled me, seeking but not entering. “Shall we take it long and slow?”