Dangerous (Courting the Darkness Saga) by Karen Fuller

reached between her legs and wrapped her fingers around his hot flesh, guiding
him in and squeezing as she ran her hand up and down the length of him. A smile
touched her lips at his approving growl. “I could get used to this.”
    “So could I,” he said
as he rocked his hips forward.
    She felt the size of
him stretch and fill her as he slid in to the hilt. She swallowed hard,
shuddering at the sensation. He only paused for a moment before he thrust his
hips, pulling out only to enter again and again. She brought her hips back to
meet his, with each stroke fully penetrating, fueling the need until it
consumed them both. The climax took her by surprise as her entire body quaked
with the sensation, her core pulsating around him. He pulled her hips back one
last time, forcefully, bringing her upper body up against him. He ran his
tongue over the vein at the crook of her neck, and she felt his fangs pierce
her skin, but strangely there was no pain associated with it, only an intense
feeling of euphoria. She came again with him as she felt him feed and his hot
cum fill her.
    ***
    The heavy wooden doors
opened on their approach. The two guards at the door bowed as Drake and Sherry
crossed the threshold. Sherry pulled Mica closer to her as she looked around.
The place was full of vampires, and most compared in size to Drake. Sherry
noticed that the majority of them refused to make eye contact and bowed their
heads. “Stay close to me. I don’t want you to wander off in here, it might not
be safe.”
    Mica’s
eyes saucered as he gawked at the huge men. “Uh huh,” he said weakly. “Not much chance of that.”
    “You are both safe
here,” Drake said. “No one would dare harm you.”
    Sherry took a deep
breath then nodded. “Let’s get this over with.” She looked around the room. The
large open area was tastefully decorated in bright Marti Gras colors. The room
contained many chairs and couches. The furniture was deep brown leather, the pieces
large and apparently specially made to accommodate the warriors. The colorful
carpet stretched the length of the room, its main pattern the fleur-de-lis . Matching pillows were scattered about the room. The
photos and paintings on the walls were of New Orleans in different stages in
history. “Looks are deceiving. I would have never guessed this place existed
from outside. It rivals Mica’s mansion.”
    Drake smiled. “It’s
nice to hear the approval in your voice. We’ve made a great many improvements
since Hurricane Katrina. As with everyone in New Orleans, we lost a lot when it
flooded.”
    “Desiree was so adamant
about not wanting to come here, I thought it must be
like a dungeon or something…you know, dark and dank. It’s actually quite nice.
It’s very…colorful, for lack of a better word.”
    “I find it comfortable.
Ah, there’s Sean.” Drake motioned for Sean to approach. “Sean is one of my
bodyguards.”
    Sherry studied Sean as
he approached. As with all the vampires she had noticed since coming in, he was
gorgeous, tall, blonde, and built, but not nearly the size of Drake or Mica. “Bodyguard?”
    “Gopher, lackey, errand-boy….”
He chuckled.
    Sherry hid her smile
behind her hand as Sean approached.
    Sean bowed to Drake.
“Sire, Mica, Desiree, and Caleb are waiting for you in the library. I would add
that Caleb is a bit nervous. I believe he thinks that he is in trouble or
something.” Drake nodded. Sean studied the boy. “I have also laid out an
assortment of clothes in the library for the boy. I’m sure something in there
will fit him.” Sean looked to Sherry. His eyes widened a bit with a look of
surprise, then he bowed. When he rose he looked back
to Drake. “The new queen has a son?”
    “I can speak for
myself,” she huffed. She now had both their attention. “Why does everyone deem
it necessary to talk around me like I’m not even in the room?”
    Sean bowed again, then spoke to Drake. “I meant no disrespect, sire. I