don't
want to hurt you,” he whispered, licking her again.
“You
won't,” she managed, desperate to feel him moving again. Her clit was so
swollen she knew that just a little bit of teasing would push her over the edge
again. She wanted to rub against him, force him to fuck her.
“This is
going to feel strange,” he murmured.
She
nodded.
“Don't
move,” he snarled, the tone going straight to her core.
She clenched
her fingers on him, knowing it probably hurt, and ground her teeth.
“Jasper,
come on .”
He
growled, the sound low and deep, and then suddenly sharp pleasure hit her. She orgasmed , her whole body arching as he suckled at her neck,
lips and tongue hot and sexy. He licked at her and she climaxed again, keening
with the heat-pain-pleasure of it and the next thing she knew he was shoving
his wrist at her lips. She latched on and bit down, belatedly realizing that
he'd somehow cut his skin for her and his blood tasted like the best drink
she'd ever had: ambrosia and salt and sweet all at once. She swallowed and he
bucked, his cock spearing into her so deep she felt him against her womb like a
mallet ringing her bell and she came again, screaming into his skin. He
climaxed too, in hot, thick jets, hips jerking uncontrollably. She held him
tightly, legs locked around his hips.
When he
finally collapsed on top of her, she let her head fall into his hair. She
licked her lips, chasing the last of his blood with her tongue. He smelled like
cinnamon. He tasted sweet. The hole in her psyche was gone, filled with the
knowledge that Jasper was there. Would always be there.
Several
long minutes later she realized they'd fucked on his steps. And she wasn't a
virgin anymore. Jesus .
“I hope
you're not regretting it already,” Jasper murmured against her neck.
She shook
her head. “No. I'm just kind of … well, stunned. Or stoned. I'm not sure which.” Gingerly, she let her legs fall down. Her head felt like
someone had stuffed it full of cotton.
He
chuckled and slid out of her, his half-hard cock slicking past sensitive
tissues. She controlled a wince and let him gather her up, making sure his ass was the one on the hard steps.
“It's too
late, you know,” he said mildly, easing her hair out of her eyes.
She
sighed and looked at him. “I know.” He had the tenderest expression on his face—she would never have thought him capable of it if she
hadn't just had sex with him in the grand foyer of his house. This was the man
who'd ripped the head off of a vampire. Wait,
no, a revenant , she reminded herself.
“I lost
my virginity on your stairs,” she muttered, blushing.
He
laughed and rubbed her arm with a warm palm. “Yes.”
She
rolled her eyes. “Oh please, drop the innocent look. I can tell you're all
proud and ridiculous, just like a man.”
He
grinned. “I can't help it.” He kissed her, then his
face sobered. “You realize we're bonded, yes?”
She
licked her lips as her heart knocked against her ribs. Oh, that, she thought, semi-hysterically. “Yeah, well, I kind of
figured that's what the whole sharing blood thing was about.” She poked at that
space inside, amazed yet again to find it filled all the way up with him .
He stood
up, holding her in his arms. She squeaked. “Jasper!”
“Hush.
Let's go to bed.”
A thought
suddenly struck her, ice skittering down her spine. “We didn't use any condoms.
You said your brother and his wife had a son, so I know you can get me
pregnant, even though I'm human and you're not.”
“Don't
worry.” He juggled her closer. He sounded completely indifferent.
“Are you
kidding?” she asked, voice shrill. “I'm not really
ready to have a kid, you know.”
He gave
her a look. “The males of my people can control their fertility. We don't have
children unless we want to. Calm down.”
She stared
at him, relieved, not sure whether to hit him or kiss him. She let out a
breath. “You could have told me sooner,” she grumbled.
He
want to hurt you,” he whispered, licking her again.
“You
won't,” she managed, desperate to feel him moving again. Her clit was so
swollen she knew that just a little bit of teasing would push her over the edge
again. She wanted to rub against him, force him to fuck her.
“This is
going to feel strange,” he murmured.
She
nodded.
“Don't
move,” he snarled, the tone going straight to her core.
She clenched
her fingers on him, knowing it probably hurt, and ground her teeth.
“Jasper,
come on .”
He
growled, the sound low and deep, and then suddenly sharp pleasure hit her. She orgasmed , her whole body arching as he suckled at her neck,
lips and tongue hot and sexy. He licked at her and she climaxed again, keening
with the heat-pain-pleasure of it and the next thing she knew he was shoving
his wrist at her lips. She latched on and bit down, belatedly realizing that
he'd somehow cut his skin for her and his blood tasted like the best drink
she'd ever had: ambrosia and salt and sweet all at once. She swallowed and he
bucked, his cock spearing into her so deep she felt him against her womb like a
mallet ringing her bell and she came again, screaming into his skin. He
climaxed too, in hot, thick jets, hips jerking uncontrollably. She held him
tightly, legs locked around his hips.
When he
finally collapsed on top of her, she let her head fall into his hair. She
licked her lips, chasing the last of his blood with her tongue. He smelled like
cinnamon. He tasted sweet. The hole in her psyche was gone, filled with the
knowledge that Jasper was there. Would always be there.
Several
long minutes later she realized they'd fucked on his steps. And she wasn't a
virgin anymore. Jesus .
“I hope
you're not regretting it already,” Jasper murmured against her neck.
She shook
her head. “No. I'm just kind of … well, stunned. Or stoned. I'm not sure which.” Gingerly, she let her legs fall down. Her head felt like
someone had stuffed it full of cotton.
He
chuckled and slid out of her, his half-hard cock slicking past sensitive
tissues. She controlled a wince and let him gather her up, making sure his ass was the one on the hard steps.
“It's too
late, you know,” he said mildly, easing her hair out of her eyes.
She
sighed and looked at him. “I know.” He had the tenderest expression on his face—she would never have thought him capable of it if she
hadn't just had sex with him in the grand foyer of his house. This was the man
who'd ripped the head off of a vampire. Wait,
no, a revenant , she reminded herself.
“I lost
my virginity on your stairs,” she muttered, blushing.
He
laughed and rubbed her arm with a warm palm. “Yes.”
She
rolled her eyes. “Oh please, drop the innocent look. I can tell you're all
proud and ridiculous, just like a man.”
He
grinned. “I can't help it.” He kissed her, then his
face sobered. “You realize we're bonded, yes?”
She
licked her lips as her heart knocked against her ribs. Oh, that, she thought, semi-hysterically. “Yeah, well, I kind of
figured that's what the whole sharing blood thing was about.” She poked at that
space inside, amazed yet again to find it filled all the way up with him .
He stood
up, holding her in his arms. She squeaked. “Jasper!”
“Hush.
Let's go to bed.”
A thought
suddenly struck her, ice skittering down her spine. “We didn't use any condoms.
You said your brother and his wife had a son, so I know you can get me
pregnant, even though I'm human and you're not.”
“Don't
worry.” He juggled her closer. He sounded completely indifferent.
“Are you
kidding?” she asked, voice shrill. “I'm not really
ready to have a kid, you know.”
He gave
her a look. “The males of my people can control their fertility. We don't have
children unless we want to. Calm down.”
She stared
at him, relieved, not sure whether to hit him or kiss him. She let out a
breath. “You could have told me sooner,” she grumbled.
He
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