But Kaja wasn’t going to wait. Her lower body was humming. Her pussy, her ass, and her clit were vibrating, and it sent her into shockwaves of pleasure. Her whole body shook as she let the orgasm run its course.
Dante’s hand ran down her back to her anus. “Bad girl. I would spank you again, but your ass is the most perfect pink. I don’t want to ruin it. No more orgasms until I get into your ass.”
He pulled the dildo out. Kaja bit her lip as something even bigger than the dildo began to invade. Dante’s thoughts battered her.
So good. He’d waited so long for this. For her.
He pressed his cock to her ring and pushed inside. “That’s right, baby. Open for me. Let me in.”
It felt so good. She was tight around him. Different. Darker.
Kaja closed her eyes and let Dante take over. His cock was squeezed deliciously. The pounding pulse of the vibe hit him like a rocket. He was caught between the vise of her anus and the vibration in her pussy. He wasn’t going to last.
He gripped her hips. The sight of her naked and bound and submitting filled him with satisfaction. She was beautiful. So fucking gorgeous. She was his, and he wasn’t going to let a bunch of hack reporters make her feel like she was less than she was.
What was she? Everything. She was his fucking everything.
He fucked into her ass. “Do you hear me, consort? I know what I’m thinking. I mean every word.”
Tears blurred her eyes. More than his words, she felt him.
I am a better man for loving you, Kaja.
He was close. So close. She felt his orgasm start, but he kept pushing his feelings at her.
She saw a picture of herself in his brain. She glowed. She was love and light and healing to him. She was comfort.
“I love you, Kaja. I love you.” He gave over and let the orgasm take him.
Kaja felt herself surrounded by Dante. His strength, his power, his love flowed through her system. He overpowered her. All of his thoughts, his feelings, his memories hit her as strongly as his pleasure. Her vision faded, and the world blinked off.
She came to with the most languorous sense of awakening. And the feel of someone biting her thigh.
She looked down her body, which was now on their bed. Her hands were free. She was spread out.
And Dante was feeding.
Such pleasure. He flooded her with it.
He released her. “I was right. I like it because I can smell your pussy.”
There was just a little bit of blood on his lips. He licked it up, but didn’t move beyond letting his head nuzzle her pussy. He laid his head down on it as if it was a pillow. “Although, I swear, Kaj, I can smell you all the time. I can smell everything, actually. And my eyesight is better. I have a little theory.”
She let her hand find his hair. Peace, blessed peace. “What’s your theory, my love?”
His head came up. A little smile crinkled his face. “I like that. Anyway, I noticed that I’m stronger.”
She’d noticed, too. He carried her around like she weighed nothing. He was faster than he used to be.
“I can see better than before. Everything physical about me is better.” He kissed her pussy, an affectionate gesture. “Pretty pink parts.”
He was easily distractible. “Dante.”
“Fine. I think it’s you. I think it’s your blood.” His arms surrounded her thighs. “When we’re connected, I see the world the way you see it. Experience it through your eyes, so to speak. You have better senses than I do. Feeding from you makes me stronger than I could have imagined.”
“That’s good,” she said, but she wasn’t really listening. She was thinking about fitting in. She couldn’t leave. She couldn’t ever leave him. Now that she’d felt his love for her, he would have to deal with her for the rest of his preternaturally long life. He would never be rid of her. She was good for him.
“The fat lot of good it’s going to do me behind a desk.” He sat up, a frown on his face. “I have to meet Lodge. If I hurry, I can still make it in time.”