"First bubble baths. Now Disney parks. You're shattering every creepy vampire myth I've ever heard."
Mencheres shrugged. "It is an easy landmark to find, and we're meeting people here.
Plus, you needed a safe place to rest. These theme parks have labyrinths underneath them, with many unused rooms such as these to keep the cleaning and running of the park away from guests' eyes."
Kira digested this. She hadn't known there was anything underneath Disneyland, which probably meant a lot of other people were unaware of that, too. This was safer than sleeping in a car or on a park bench, that was for sure. "Who are we meeting?"
"My co-ruler and his wife," Mencheres replied.
"Co-ruler." Her brows rose. "Does that mean he's a partner in a big vampire corporation you both oversee?"
His mouth quirked. "In essence."
"And you trust him?"
Kira felt his emotions flicker between sadness and resolve, an odd combination to feel at her question. "I trust that he will do what is best for our people and that he will speak the truth about his intentions, whatever they are," he replied at last.
"Why does that sound like you're not giving me a straight answer to my question?" she murmured.
Mencheres's slight smile deepened. "Because you are perceptive."
She glanced down to see that she was lying on his coat, several towels, pull over hoodies, and other soft items with various Disney character logos. They were the only buffer between her and the hard concrete floor. She shook her head. Her first trip to Disneyland was as a vampire hiding out under a roller coaster with another vampire. All of a sudden, Alice's adventures in Wonderland seemed normal by comparison.
Mencheres held out his hand to assist her up. Kira took it, used to the natural energy emanating from his flesh. The first few times she'd felt it might have seemed like mild electrocution, but now, she enjoyed the tingling sensations that touching Mencheres elicited. His pulsating power certainly had its unexpected advantages. After last night, Kira knew that his tongue felt like a vibrator set to the speed of Oh Hell Yeah.
His hand tightened on hers, and his mouth was suddenly brushing her neck as he inhaled next to it. Mencheres's scent intensified as well, that rich natural cologne of dark spices deepening and increasing. Something clenched inside her.
"You tempt me more than you can imagine." His voice was low but resonating.
"Whatever your thoughts were at that moment, keep thinking them. They sweeten your scent in the most enticing way."
Kira almost sighed at the sensations running through her. He didn't even need to kiss her for her to feel aroused. Just being near him was enough to make her want him.
She traced her free hand along Mencheres's arm. "How long do we have until we're supposed to meet those people?" So much more than a question about their appointment hung in her words.
His mouth slid along her neck again, making her shiver at the additional tingles. "You deserve better than this," he said softly.
Kira could feel his lust battling with his sense of honor - and she wanted his honor to lose. "Dingy equipment room it may be, but for once, we're alone," she whispered back.
"Let's not waste that."
His mouth teased her skin while more tingling ripples traveled over her body. She let out a short moan. She knew it was his power caressing her with a thousand invisible strokes, some of the touches shockingly intimate. Her fangs extended of their own volition, and a shudder went through her.
"Is that a yes?" Kira managed.
His lips slanted over hers in reply. Her mouth opened at once, stroking his tongue with hers and matching the urgency in his kiss. She moaned again as those phantom touches increased, the sensations fueled by the feel of his hands beginning to travel over her as well.
She reached for the buttons on his shirt, ripping them because she forgot to tone down her new strength. Mencheres stripped his clothes off without taking his hands from her, all the seams separating and pulling away from themselves until the remaining pieces dropped to the floor. Kira felt her own clothes fall away in the same manner, until the two of them stood naked with their ruined clothing at their feet.
A primal sound escaped her when she felt the hard length of him pressed to her belly.
Then an almost painful clench of desire flooded her when she closed her hand over him and felt him grow even bigger. After all the starts and stops, the interruptions, she wanted him inside her now. The need was too great to delay with foreplay.
"Take me. Don't wait," she got out in a ragged voice once he freed her lips to trail his devastating mouth down her neck.
His fingers found her depths in the next moment, making her cry out at the sizzle of sensation. He stroked her far more slowly than she did him, her faster rhythm wringing deep, throaty groans out of Mencheres that spiked her lust.
"You are not ready yet. I would hurt you," he rasped.
She felt his need as if it were a living thing trying to claw its way out of him. The intensity, the overwhelming force of his desire fueled her impatience. Yes, that was how she felt. Like she'd die if he wasn't inside her right now.
"Wanting you hurts even more," Kira choked.
A harsh noise came from him right as she felt his careful control snap. The coolness of the wall met her back in the next moment, Mencheres parting her legs and lifting her. His mouth claimed hers in a torrid kiss as his hard, thick flesh pressed against her core.
Her nerve endings electrified at that intimate touch, then a cry wrenched from her when his thrust burned into her like a brand. She was wet, but not enough, not for his size. Still, Kira lashed her arms around him and arched toward him, her need rivaling the initial ache she'd felt.
"More," she moaned into his mouth.
The muscles in his back bunched beneath her hands, then another searing thrust brought him deeper inside her. She whimpered as the bliss combined with a quicksilver flash of pain, yet still, she didn't want him to stop. Nothing had felt this incredible as Mencheres raked her mouth with his tongue while his body stretched hers to its limit.
Another thrust made her head fall back as the pleasure drowned out those initial twinges of pain. She felt every rasp of the wall against her back, each stroke of his tongue, hands, and power while that hardness moved deeper inside her. Her hips twisted with a compulsion she couldn't control, urging him deeper still, until a groan tore through him and he buried himself completely with a hard arch of his hips.
She didn't need to breathe, but Kira was almost gasping at the bombardment of sensations. Mencheres's skin crackled with energy, every touch sending more tingles through her, until her body felt like it was vibrating with the same pulsating power his contained. That full ness inside her was overwhelming, making her nerve endings throb even as that hungry urgency demanded more.