“Yes.” I breathe out as another orgasm presses down on me.
“Come for me,” he orders, dipping his head and sinking his teeth into me again. That’s all it takes to push me over the edge.
“Vincent!” I scream his name as the powerful orgasm rocks through my body. He groans and releases his teeth from my neck, growling out my name as he comes with me. His cock jerks, and he spills every last drop of himself deep inside of me.
His release is warm and almost endless. He fills me up but still keeps working himself in and out of me. I can feel his cum as it starts to spill out around his cock. That only heightens my pleasure. My mind is spinning as he collapses on top of me. I keep myself wrapped around him.
He rolls, taking me with him so I’m sprawled out on top of his chest. His cock stays lodged inside of me. I shift to sit up, gasping when his cock goes deeper. I’m amazed by the fact that he’s still hard. I wonder if this is a vamp thing or if it’s like this for everyone. I lose that train of thought when Vincent grabs my hips so I can’t move.
“I didn’t seal it. Fuck.” My mind is so foggy I’m unsure of what he means at first. Until he sits up, licking my neck where he sank those marvelous fangs into me. Once he seals the opening, he brings his mouth to mine to kiss me. I sigh at the gentleness of it. He takes his time, saying he loves me with his mouth before he falls back down on the bed to stare up at me.
He releases my hips, running his fingers up and down my thighs softly. “How are you still hard?” I wiggle on his cock. A rumble comes from deep inside his chest, making me laugh.
“You’re mated with a vampire and that’s the thing that’s hard for you to understand?”
I laugh harder, making his cock jerk inside of me. I swear I can feel him release more of his seed in me.
“Oh my God, the mattress!” I gasp when I realize the state of it. It’s ripped up on both sides of where my head had been laying.
“I’ll get us a new one.”
I fight another giggle.
“I don’t think you’re supposed to be laughing when my cock is inside of you.”
I rest my hands on his chest. “Sex is so much better than I thought it would be.” I drop my head back and lift my hips.
“Poppet.” He groans, grabbing my hips.
“Don’t tell me to stop.” I lift up and then slide back down on him.
“Never.” He brings his fingers to my clit, strumming me while I ride him to another orgasm, taking him along with me. I collapse on his chest again. His fingers start to drift up and down my back. Sleep is starting to pull me under.
“Do you think I could get pregnant?” I find myself asking. He tenses under me.
“I don’t know. I didn’t think a lot of things were possible until I found you.”
“I found you,” I correct smugly.
“With you, poppet, I think anything is possible.” I smile against his chest, knowing my Vinny would do anything to make me happy. It doesn't matter what might come tomorrow or the next day; I know he will always be enough for me.
19
Vincent
How did I get this lucky? I can’t imagine I did anything to deserve a mate, much less one as amazing as Everly.
Sleep settles over her like a warm blanket, her sweet breaths tickling my chest.
I close my eyes and try to join her in her dreams. It’s hard at first, my mind still racing with the feeling of our bond and thoughts of our future.
But slowly I succumb. I’m just so fucking happy to have her here with me, my one and only love. I send a silent thanks to whatever force in the universe brought her to me as I doze off.
I wake and breathe in her scent. But I realize instantly she’s not in bed with me.
“Poppet?” I sit up and look around. Buffy is at the bedroom door scratching to get out. I can’t see the sun, but I know it’s up.
In a hurry, I jump from the bed and throw on some pants, then hurry downstairs. She’s here. I can feel her. But she’s worried. Little waves of concern ripple down our bond.
“Poppet?” I avoid the strips of sunlight showing through the stained-glass windows on either side of the fireplace.
“In here,” she calls.
I find her, Ian, and Harry crowded into the powder room. Taking Everly’s hand, I silently scold her for leaving me.
She can feel it through our connection, but all she gives me in return is a sassy shrug. Damn. I need her again. On my cock. Screaming my name.