the lips.
When she wrapped her arms around his waist he moved his hands to her shoulders where the maille was still laying. Opening his mouth over hers and feeling her respond he grabbed the chain, jerked it down her back and dropped it on the floor, gathering her as she fell forward unconscious.
~Chapter 9~
Sara came tumbling into the room just as Nathaniel was carrying Tess to the shower. Sara fell to her knees before her mate, tears falling freely from her cheeks. Aaron reached out and touched her cheek. He had not moved from his position in the chair; the silver had cut him deep and only she would be able to help him.
“Could you all leave us for a few moments? I believe my mate needs some reassurances.”
“Mistress said not to leave you until the Fates arrived. And we only answer to her. I’m sorry, sire, but that is the way it is.”
Aaron looked up at the fae who had not yet put his sword away. His face was determined and fierce-looking. “I see. Do you think your mistress would want you to watch me make love to my mate and feed from her? Because that is exactly what I plan to do as soon as she comes close enough for me to pull her into my lap. As a vampire sex goes hand in hand with feeding and healing, but I’m sure you know that. I’m not going to wait for your mistress to return. I need this.”
Aaron watched as the men looked at one another then headed toward the door. He grinned when he realized that they were really torn about which was the lesser evil, watching him have sex or their mistress’ wrath. Aaron thought the woman must be one hell of a leader to have such loyal men.
“We will be right outside. We are doing this under protest, sire. If she asks you, you will tell her this, will you not?” Shamus said, and Aaron could have sworn he saw a hint of a smile playing on the fae’s face.
“Yes, she will know that I forced your hand. Thank you, gentlemen. Oh, and if you hear screaming, do not open that door. My lady Sara tends to scream when she has her…when she is very happy. And I intend to thrill her hoarse.”
The men moved faster out the door. Aaron hurt, but not enough to not find the humor in the situation. He sobered when he looked at Sara. “Ah, love, it could have been much worse. The silver is gone now and the blood did not touch me thanks to our savior. I will heal once I feed from you.”
“Oh, Aaron, I was so terrified when those men materialized in front of us. They didn’t say a word, but grabbed us right out of the van and brought us here. Mac of course thought it was a great adventure and Lizzy is, as we speak, flirting with one of them in the kitchen. Brent nearly went wild when the man grabbed him; he had to put the poor boy to sleep so he wouldn’t hurt himself. They wouldn’t tell us anything. He kept saying that you were with their mistress and you would not be hurt. Now look at you. You are hurt.”
“Yes, hurt, but not dead. Had that acidy blood hit these open wounds it would have gotten into my bloodstream and killed me, immortal or not. That woman, the one you’re looking for, Tess, saved me at great harm to herself. She could have let it hit me, but she threw herself in harm’s way. I owe her a great deal. Come here, love, I need you desperately.” Aaron pulled Sara into his lap, careful of his wounds, and kissed her. The kiss was meant to comfort her, but it turned needy quickly. He wanted to bury himself deep into her as he fed, healing both his wounds and his heart. He loved her more than he ever had anyone and needed her more.
“Feed first, and then I’m going to ride you until I really scream.”
Aaron felt his cock harden more at the thought of her riding him and moved his mouth lower to her throat. Inhaling deeply, he savored her scent and rocked up as she straddled his lap, legs open over his groin. Licking a path down her vein he found her beating pulse with his tongue, lapped at it, and felt it speed up. Need for her surged into him,
When she wrapped her arms around his waist he moved his hands to her shoulders where the maille was still laying. Opening his mouth over hers and feeling her respond he grabbed the chain, jerked it down her back and dropped it on the floor, gathering her as she fell forward unconscious.
~Chapter 9~
Sara came tumbling into the room just as Nathaniel was carrying Tess to the shower. Sara fell to her knees before her mate, tears falling freely from her cheeks. Aaron reached out and touched her cheek. He had not moved from his position in the chair; the silver had cut him deep and only she would be able to help him.
“Could you all leave us for a few moments? I believe my mate needs some reassurances.”
“Mistress said not to leave you until the Fates arrived. And we only answer to her. I’m sorry, sire, but that is the way it is.”
Aaron looked up at the fae who had not yet put his sword away. His face was determined and fierce-looking. “I see. Do you think your mistress would want you to watch me make love to my mate and feed from her? Because that is exactly what I plan to do as soon as she comes close enough for me to pull her into my lap. As a vampire sex goes hand in hand with feeding and healing, but I’m sure you know that. I’m not going to wait for your mistress to return. I need this.”
Aaron watched as the men looked at one another then headed toward the door. He grinned when he realized that they were really torn about which was the lesser evil, watching him have sex or their mistress’ wrath. Aaron thought the woman must be one hell of a leader to have such loyal men.
“We will be right outside. We are doing this under protest, sire. If she asks you, you will tell her this, will you not?” Shamus said, and Aaron could have sworn he saw a hint of a smile playing on the fae’s face.
“Yes, she will know that I forced your hand. Thank you, gentlemen. Oh, and if you hear screaming, do not open that door. My lady Sara tends to scream when she has her…when she is very happy. And I intend to thrill her hoarse.”
The men moved faster out the door. Aaron hurt, but not enough to not find the humor in the situation. He sobered when he looked at Sara. “Ah, love, it could have been much worse. The silver is gone now and the blood did not touch me thanks to our savior. I will heal once I feed from you.”
“Oh, Aaron, I was so terrified when those men materialized in front of us. They didn’t say a word, but grabbed us right out of the van and brought us here. Mac of course thought it was a great adventure and Lizzy is, as we speak, flirting with one of them in the kitchen. Brent nearly went wild when the man grabbed him; he had to put the poor boy to sleep so he wouldn’t hurt himself. They wouldn’t tell us anything. He kept saying that you were with their mistress and you would not be hurt. Now look at you. You are hurt.”
“Yes, hurt, but not dead. Had that acidy blood hit these open wounds it would have gotten into my bloodstream and killed me, immortal or not. That woman, the one you’re looking for, Tess, saved me at great harm to herself. She could have let it hit me, but she threw herself in harm’s way. I owe her a great deal. Come here, love, I need you desperately.” Aaron pulled Sara into his lap, careful of his wounds, and kissed her. The kiss was meant to comfort her, but it turned needy quickly. He wanted to bury himself deep into her as he fed, healing both his wounds and his heart. He loved her more than he ever had anyone and needed her more.
“Feed first, and then I’m going to ride you until I really scream.”
Aaron felt his cock harden more at the thought of her riding him and moved his mouth lower to her throat. Inhaling deeply, he savored her scent and rocked up as she straddled his lap, legs open over his groin. Licking a path down her vein he found her beating pulse with his tongue, lapped at it, and felt it speed up. Need for her surged into him,
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