A week ago, Alice hadn’t given the future a second thought. Not one for herself. Not until... She looked at Sebastian, at the clear innocence on his face. Not innocent in deed, especially not after the amazing sex they’d just shared, but his naiveté about her. Was it fair to drag him into her problems, especially when he had so many of his own?
“Alice?” he queried, his voice soft.
“It’s nothing,” she said, her voice a little shaky. Not today. Not now. She wouldn’t ruin what had been an almost perfect sunrise by telling him what little she knew about her illness. It wasn’t like the seizures could be cured. Only possibly prevented or monitored if one happened to occur anyway. “I...I’m often restless after sex. You’ll get used to it. In fact, this is probably a good way to let go of some of that energy.” She moved her focus between him and the laptop, pulling up Google as soon as the browser was ready. Her fingers flew over the keys as she spoke. “We said wings, fire, heat, smo—no, not smoke for this. Maybe add in supernatural.”
“Wait. Are you telling me that I didn’t tire you out? Even a little?” Sebastian genuinely sounded confused.
She’d hit Enter, but his tone pulled her attention from the screen. “Nothing personal, dude. I just get kind of fidgety afterward. It doesn’t mean anything.”
“Of course it means something. You’re hitting me in my male pride here. I’ve never left a woman unsatisfied.”
Alice leaned forward, coming so close to Sebastian’s face that when she spoke next, her lips brushed his. “Does it look like I’m unsatisfied?” After she lowered her mouth, intentionally leaving him with a kiss that left her breathless, she pulled back just far enough to stare into his eyes. “I’m just trying to be polite by giving you a break, and then I want more. Not unsatisfied, lover. Greedy.”
Sebastian pushed his hands into her hair. “Fuck being polite,” he muttered before branding another kiss on her lips.
She giggled against his mouth before it melted into a moan. He was already hard, his readiness pressing against her thigh while he stretched Alice against the bed. Their fingers twined as their tongues danced, and the feelings he’d stirred within her came rushing back to life, never having expired truly in the first place.
He did things with his tongue that made her forget herself. There was little to do but succumb to his touch. His tenderness. His attention.
If the outside world disappeared right now, she would stay here with him, so very replete and unwilling to give a second thought to everyone and everything else.
Alice parted her legs, making room for Sebastian to cover her body with his. Sizzling kisses burned against the skin of her jaw and then down her neck. She tilted her face away from his, allowing the burn to consume her.
It was instinct that guided her to arch into him, to let her fingers crawl over his back. To touch and learn his sensitive areas. Reveling in the ones that caused him to inhale sharply.
“Once wasn’t enough, huh?” she asked, barely above a whisper.
“I can’t explain how you make me feel when you touch me. When I’m inside you. It’s like...” Sebastian shook his head, apparently at a loss for words.
He pushed into her, the stretch of sensitive tissue a delicious sort of burn. Alice took a long, deep breath, trying to ignore how sore he’d made her when she smelled the same thing as before coming from him. The familiar aroma of a smoldering fire, woodsy yet pleasant, filled her nose and she turned to him, breathing in this new iteration of the scent coming from his skin.
She held on to him as he rocked his body, filling her so completely before leaving her empty for far too long. A pause that stole her breath. With each slow return, a low moan rumbled to life. Whether it began with her or him, she couldn’t tell.
It was difficult to remember the sad state of her life when he loved her body so well. That for them both, tomorrow was a gift and not a guarantee.
He lowered his head to her neck, nipping lightly at the skin. “A kiss?”
The way he nuzzled against her, breathing her in, she knew what permission he sought. A kiss so dark and sweet as to be addictive. One only a vampire lover could deliver.