Apparition by C.L. Scholey

me,
we will both die.”
    Zoe smiled at him. “Then we should work on your
foreplay,” she said and winked. Doss visibly relaxed.
    “What should we do first?” Doss asked. “Kiss?”
    Doss kissed her lips tenderly, then her eyelids and
cheeks. He moved down her body until he came to a high breast. He licked the
nipple and blew on it. When his mouth closed over her taut bud, Zoe moaned. The
secretions in his mouth slipped into the milk ducts and Zoe tasted his passion in
her mouth. The idea was startling. Passion had a flavor.
    Doss lifted his head and chuckled in a sexy way. His
hand continued to rub at her breast and he moved higher to suck on her tongue.
Again Zoe tasted him. His moist body covered her completely and Zoe absorbed
his secretions. She had no choice. Moisture slipped into her skin and mingled
with the blood that was surging through her veins. He engulfed every fiber of
her being. He knew exactly what to touch, what to lick, what to suckle because
of her emotions he could scent. They were one. It was like they were extensions
of one another.
    “Oh Doss!” She gasped.
    When she looked up at him, his eyes were a storm of
moving passion. His fangs were dripping tiny drops from their sharp ends and he
was panting. His hand fisted into her hair as his cock impaled her and Zoe
cried out from the force. She couldn’t decide if she wanted him slower and
gentler or faster and harder, and Doss growled into her ear.
    “Both ways.” The words were dragged from his mouth.
    Doss plunged and slid slowly from her. He plunged
harder connecting their hips in a hammering thump that rocked Zoe’s teeth.
Again, he pulled out agonizingly slow. When he plundered her depths once more
Zoe cried out and came hard. Doss inhaled her scent.
    “Shit, you smell so good, my cock wants to taste more
of you,” he said before rolling her onto her belly.
    Zoe knew he meant it. Zoe felt him grow huge. She was
filled with him. His hands on her back were wet with his desire to flood his
secretions into every inch of her. He was inside her, outside her. Her orgasm
fluid seeped into his cock. He expanded further and Zoe was begging him to bite
her.
    Doss lifted her higher and gripped her throat. His
fangs buried into her neck and he gentled his thrusts until he was rocking
against her. His teeth remained buried in her and Zoe knew it was because his
cock was huge and when he plunged he went hard and deep. He pulled from her
slowly and plunged again, hard and deep.
    “This is why we will never be apart,” Doss said,
leaving her throat for a brief second, his voice was a groaning growl of
contentment. “We are joined with emotion and scent. My secretions run through
your veins. I have absorbed your fluid into me. We belong to each other.”
    His fangs again buried deep giving her a wonderful
feeling of euphoria. His secretions were like ecstasy, Doss was like a drug
with the only aftereffects being love. She was addicted to him, her mate—her
forever lover. Zoe’s insides were slick and hot and wet. Her body shuddered
when she came again. Warm liquid trailed down her throat both inside and
outside and Zoe felt her blood mix with his saliva. There was no pain only
pleasure as another orgasm gripped her and she screamed. When Doss finally
pulled from her Zoe slumped. Doss picked her up and took her to the healing
water where he bathed her.
    “I love you, Zoe,” he said.
    “I know. I love you, too.”
    “I know.”
    Doss pinned her to the side of the pool. Zoe was eager
for him when they started all over again.

 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
    Chapter 8

 
    Zoe knew she was dreaming. She always knew when she
was dreaming. Her slender arms were wrapped around her knees as she rocked
herself. She was a Tonan captive. When the shielded
male hunkered down before her, Zoe cringed until a tender hand, void of talons,
cupped her chin. It was Doss.
    “You don’t need to be here,” Doss said.
    “Yes, I do.”
    “Let me take you