Mastyr vampires had stamina.
A marble bench ran along the entire side of the shower, which gave her an idea.
She crooked her finger at him. “Come, let me get you clean.” She then leaned down and patted the bench.
She didn’t have to ask twice. He moved in swiftly and sat down. He sprawled for her, throwing his legs wide and giving her room. She left the shower for a moment and grabbed a towel which she threw down on the tiles for her knees. She wanted to take her time.
She sank down and made herself comfortable. Using the soap, she smoothed the foam up his cock and slowly massaged, rimming the crown, and using her palm all the way to the base. She did the same for his balls, exploring the heavily ribbed skin and the vulnerable jewels within.
His hips rocked more than once.
She told him to stay put as she rose up and directed one of the heads over his groin. With the water flowing, she cleaned away the soap. After she’d adjusted the water away from him, she once more dropped to her knees then lowered her lips to him.
She heard him hiss as she surrounded the head and sucked lightly then licked and played with him. Her fingers spread up and out, searching the muscles of his abdomen then falling along his hips and down his powerful thighs. She kept sucking and occasionally worked his cock with her hands as well. But mostly she felt him up all over, reaching as much of his amazing body as she could while still using her mouth to pleasure him.
His tattoos called to her. Especially the vine that travelled down his leg. She left his cock to kiss and lick her way to his ankle then all the way back up. His pecs were thick and as worthy of her lips as his cock. She sucked on one nipple then the other, using her hands to caress and massage.
He had swirling knife-point tattoos all across his chest that looked like a tangled mass of weaponry. It was sexy as hell. She licked each black-ink blade and ended up straddling him, her arms around his neck.
He grabbed her bottom and lifted her up. She could feel him reaching for her well so she took his cock and guided him in. She held his gaze as his tip found her wet opening and began to push inside.
“I’m going to ride you, Stone.” Never in a million years would she have imagined saying something like this to the Mastyr of Tannisford. But it felt wonderful. As Aralynn, the wolf, she was much bolder than the queen would have been.
Once he was seated inside her, she rode him, up and down. He helped with his powerful arms and his hands still planted on her ass. “You’re riding me, Aralynn.”
“Yes, I am.”
He slid his arms around her fully and drew her against his chest. “I’m loving this,” he whispered against her ear.
“Me, too.” More than she could say, more than she even understood. She felt as though all the loneliness of her life descended on her in this moment and she let the tears fall, let the emotions swell over her, through her, then out of her.
This was what Vojalie had with Davido, what Delia had with Elias, what all the happily married realm-folk of Ferrenden Peace had.
The water washed the evidence of her sadness away and she returned to the pleasure of feeling Stone inside her. She felt like a normal woman and it made her so happy.
He drew back and pushed her dripping hair away from her throat. “I want to feed from you, but not in the shower. Come back to bed?”
She nodded then lifted her hips up, easing off him.
He turned the wonderful warm spray of water off then led her from the shower. He took what turned out to be an oversized towel and started drying her off.
It was such a tender gesture that she leaned up and kissed him.
His lips curved as he finished his task then made short work of his own massive body.
While he hung up the towel, she took another one and wrapped up her ridiculous hair, then leaned over and towel-dried as best she could. Stone did the same for his own long black mane.
When she was done, he once more picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. She half expected him to toss her and let her bounce.
Instead, his expression grew solemn as he laid her down gently then climbed between her legs.
“You’re beautiful, Aralynn, and I feel blessed to be with you. The whole time we’ve been here together, my mating frequency has been on fire. And there’s only one way to say this: I’m in love with you.” He smiled softly. “I love you.”
She was stunned as she touched his face with the tips of her fingers. “You love me?”
“I do.”
She saw the sincerity in his eyes and responded from her heart. “I love you, too, Stone. I have ever since you saved that busload of kids. And when we were in the restaurant and Marny got