I’d sensed her strength from the moment we met, inside and out. I had no doubt she would be amazing, but it didn’t make me feel much better since she would be in high demand.
It would be hard as fuck to handle my desire for her, my possessiveness, and my jealousy. They would ease up some once I’d claimed her, but daywalkers were notoriously protective of their mates and selfish when it came to sharing them with anyone but their children.
Kids...fuck. We hadn’t even touched on that subject. The thought of seeing my consort with a swollen belly, growing the life we created together...it intensified my craving for her.
You’ve waited half a fucking millennium, Braeden, you can damn well last a little longer to make your consort happy.
We’d work all this shit out. Somehow, I was going to convince her that she could have the best of both worlds. I wouldn’t make her choose between me and the dream she’d worked so hard for.
Right now, I couldn't stand another second without tasting her. “I may not be able to claim you yet, baby,” I growled, “but I’m going to make sure you remember who you belong to as much as possible until you’re officially mine.” I grasped her chin and brought her face directly in front of mine before tilting it back and sealing my mouth over hers.
Knowing Callie would be spending every night in my bed made waiting to claim her a little easier to deal with. But I gave in to the growing desire to mark her in some way.
I didn’t break our kiss as I laid her back on the couch, covering her body with my own. She moaned as I pressed her into the cushions, and my cock nestled into the apex of her thighs. I could feel the heat of her center through all the layers of fabric, and thoughts of how amazing it would feel to thrust into that hot, virgin pussy were enough to have me on the verge of coming.
Groaning, I rocked my hips, and when Callie gasped, I swept my tongue into her delicious mouth. After a few minutes, I angled my head to deepen the kiss and glided the hand resting on her hip up to cup her plump breast. The rounded globe fit perfectly in my hand, and her stiff nipple poked my palm enticingly.
Tearing my mouth from hers, I licked my lips in anticipation as I stared into lust-glazed, liquid gold eyes. With our gazes locked, I gripped the bodice of her dress and ripped it down the center. With my vampiric strength, it was like pulling apart tissue paper.
Callie sucked in a breath, and though she looked shocked, her back involuntarily arched, causing the fabric to separate and fall to the sides. “I loved this dress,” she panted with a frown.
“Like you don’t know I’ll buy you as many as you want,” I replied dryly. Then I smirked. “And don’t pretend that didn’t turn you on, baby. I heard your pulse spike, and your body is practically begging for more.”
“Okay,” she breathed. “So that was pretty freaking hot. Don’t let it go to your head.”
“Oh, it’s already gone to my head, baby,” I said with a wicked smile as I rocked my hips once again. “It’s already painfully swollen.”
“That’s not—oh my gosh!” Callie cried out.
I dropped my head and took one of her pink nipples into my mouth, sucking it gently while my hand massaged the globe. Then I braced my knees on either side of her to help alleviate some of my weight and cupped her other breast. After loving on one for a few minutes, I switched to the other and gave it equal treatment. The possessive beast inside me needed to mark her, so I left little love bites all around her breasts.
The buds were just as sweet as her mouth, and I was desperate to find out if her pussy was even sweeter. I kissed a trail down through the valley of her breasts and to her navel, where I stopped to lick a little circle around it. Then I scooted back until I could grab fistfuls of her skirt and shove them up to her waist.
Her sex was covered with pale pink lace, and the center was soaked through, making them almost transparent. I inhaled sharply when I saw the bare folds of her pussy. “Fuck,” I grunted. Daywalkers were frozen in a perfect state, except for the hair on our head (and face for men) and nails, which grew as they would on a human. The only other place a female daywalker had hair was on her pussy, and since I had zero experience with this area of a woman’s body, I’d never thought about whether or not they’d choose to remove it like Callie had. I didn’t care what anyone else did anyway. I only knew that I found it sexy as fuck, and my mouth watered.