She writhed against him, pushing against his chest.
Quinlan, that feels so good. Everything you do feels so good.
Love your voice in my head.
Slowly, as he worked her br**sts he started adding his vibration. She gasped, then moaned.
He nuzzled her hair as he massaged her, licking a line at her temple, flicking his tongue. I want to do this between your legs.
She cried out and he gave her a jolt of vibration.
Then he took the vibration in a line down her stomach, lower and lower, like he had so many times while standing across the street from her loft.
She lifted a hand to caress the side of his face, her body turning slightly in the water, her breathing harsher.
He plucked one of her ni**les and took the vibration straight to her sweet spot.
“Quinlan. You’re here. Oh, do it please.”
He closed his eyes, flicking his tongue against her cheek and drifting toward her ear. His hands pulled and pushed her br**sts and his vibration now stroked her deep between her legs.
Do you want to come like this?
Yes, but don’t let it be the last.
Sweetheart, we’re just getting started.
He ramped up the vibrations and she cried out. I’m coming. Sweet Goddess--
He kept everything up until her h*ps grew quiet. He dialed down the vibration and let his hands rest on her br**sts. He took careful breaths because he was closer than he wanted to be. He knew when he wanted to come and it had to be inside her this first time.
She shifted slightly to look up at him. “I want to feed you, just a little right now. I know you need blood. I can sense your hunger. Take some at my wrist.” She met his gaze. “And you can feed me at the same time.”
His c**k jerked against her. He forced himself to breath and once more, showing intelligence, he nodded.
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Batya turned inside the tub so that she was on her knees. She’d seen the built-up lip at the back of the tub and knew exactly how this should go.
She extended her arm. “Now rise up and balance yourself on the ledge behind you because I’m really hungry.”
His eyes had fallen to half-mast. His beautiful full lips were swollen and parted. His breathing seemed rough, which made her smile.
She inched closer between his knees. His c**k was right in front of her and straight up, ready for what she wanted to do.
Planting her left hand on his hip, she slid her other palm up his chest taking a moment to play with his thick pecs, to caress his muscles, to feel the curves of him.
When she reached his chin she drifted her fingers over his lips. “Open.”
He parted his lips and she slid a finger inside.
“Now suck.”
He obliged her.
“And that’s what I’m going to do to you.”
His eyelids fluttered.
After a moment, she withdrew her finger, but held her wrist close to his face. “Turn your head to the side, get a good angle, and when you’re ready, bite me.”
His whole body shivered, like he was cold but she knew it was just latent energy leaking out of every muscle because he had to sit there and hold himself together.
He closed his eyes and licked over her wrist several times. His nostrils flared.
She watched, waiting for the moment. She’d had vampire lovers over the years and this part always got to her, straight into her core where all the good things happened.
He pulled back his lips and his fangs emerged. She watched as he struck.
Her body arched with intense pleasure.
Then he started to suck.
As her blood began to leave her body, more pleasure followed, different this time, invading her chest, intensifying her lower pleasure.
Yes, she’d had vampire lovers, but not a man like Quinlan, not such a big man, a powerful one, a dominant creature, sucking and lapping and moaning as he took her blood.
She eased toward him now and looked at his cock, at the thick staff and broad head.
She leaned near and once more swirled her tongue, easing over the head first then drawing him into her mouth, the soft skin, thickened and toughened with desire, full of purpose and strength.
She sucked, a long savoring draw of her mouth, her tongue rippling at the same time. She moved her head to take as much of him inside, drawing back with suction, then descending once more.
She accessed her own vibration this time letting it flow through her tongue. She didn’t suck hard, just enough, and let the feathery vibrations float over him
Oh, f**k. I didn’t know you could do that.
She added a little more.
Fuck. Me. That feels incredible.
He drew harder at her wrist.
She didn’t do anything more than that. She just wanted to work him up, to let him feel the pleasure, but she didn’t want him to come, not yet.
When she felt his agitation increase, she let go of his c**k and leaned her head against his abdomen.
He stopped drinking at the same time, but moaned in short grunts. “Don’t touch me.”
She’d taken him straight to the edge, just where she’d wanted him. He deserved to be there, suffering a little, because that’s what he’d done to her for weeks.
She smiled.
When his breathing seemed more normal, she drew back, took his hands and pulled him back into the warm water.
He slid down into the tub and she stretched out, floating on her stomach, her legs behind her.
When he was settled with that half-smile of his on his lips, he stroked her arms and shoulders.
“Good?” she inquired, almost taunting.
“You know it was. Nice vibration, by the way. Never had a woman do that before.”
“Someone taught me the trick.”
“Somebody smart, I take it.”
“Too smart for his own damn good.”
He caught her arms and pulled her toward him.
She snuggled against his chest, sliding her arms around his waist. He lifted her chin and as she leaned back to look up at him, he kissed her, a soft plucking of her lips at first, then deeper until he possessed her mouth with his tongue.
But he used no vibration, at least not yet, he just entered her, searching her mouth, then plunging a few times, making the age-old promise of good things to come.
He kissed her for a long time, then paused, waiting, calming down perhaps, or maybe just savoring, taking his time. A slow build could be extremely erotic at the end.
He held her chin this time and looked into her eyes. “My turn to do as I want with you.”
“Uh-huh.” Like she’d argue with a man who could bring her to cl**ax with just a vibration.
Her internal well seized with anticipated pleasure at the idea that soon what she’d taken into her mouth would be inside her body.