He stared at me without moving, his gaze all vampire, a rim of red that spoke of his monster visible for me to see. Faster than I could have anticipated, he darted closer to me. Still, he made no move to bite my neck. “That’s interesting, isn’t it? That I need, and so you are in pain.”
I’d said it as sort of an off the cuff remark from my train of thought, but did he think it meant something? “Are they connected?”
“Well, the only way to know is to track it. See if that continues to happen. Is it just me or Caesar, too? You were withdrawing before I got to you, before Caesar was, so unless it changed for some reason, then I don’t see logically how it can be. Still, I’ll think on it.” He rubbed his nose against my neck, taking a deep breath. “You should know I hate to feed. I hate the need. It gets in the way of everything. I’m trying to accomplish something, and it all has to stop to feed.”
I took his hand in mine and squeezed our fingers together. “You had to eat when you were human, too.”
“I did, but I could actually do other things when I ate. Talk. Study. Watch television. I didn’t have to be totally consumed by eating, so that I couldn’t even think about anything else except that which I was doing.” He breathed in again. “But while I hate the need to feed, I love to feed off you. Obviously, the things feeding off you does to my body play a role, but it’s more than that. I like how you taste. I don’t mind not thinking when my mouth and my teeth and my tongue are on you.”
I caught my breath, my body vibrating from his words. “Griffin.”
“I think that I won’t ever stop hating the need, even if I really like how you smell.” With those words, he bit me. I cried out, not in pain, but as pleasure took away all my discomfort. I closed my eyes and leaned into the experience. I didn’t have to support my own weight, I just leaned against Griffin.
He didn’t feed for very long—maybe just a minute or two—but by the time he finished, I panted with a different need. I wanted him to take me, to push me down on the couch and make love to me until the ache formed between us found release.
As if he could read my mind, when he’d licked my wound closed, he pushed me down on the couch so that I lay beneath him. Griffin stared down at me. “You want this or is it just the chemicals that happen between us?”
“I want you. I always wanted you.” Right in that moment, I could have been a vampire in my inability to lie, and yet I left things out. We didn’t need to talk about my overall vampire issues right then, not when I wanted Griffin so much. I didn’t care what he was.
Caesar wasn’t far from us, but I couldn’t have cared less. I wanted Griffin, and we were going to have each other.Right this very second.I’d sort out other issues later. There was only Griffin. He was all that I wanted in the world.
We tore at each other’s clothes, and he stopped, but just so that he could make love to me with his gaze. I’d never thought a vampire could look at me like that, but he didn’t look like just a vampire; he was Griffin, and the way that he practically touched me with just his gaze was as intoxicating as his hands.
“Your skin is healed where I fixed you.” He grabbed my pants and tore them in half, throwing them over his shoulder. The car drove steadily, and I was easily able to pretend we weren’t moving right then. “And you are very much fucking alive.”
I guessed that was a good thing, because it spurred him onward. My underwear was a thing of the past. Gasping, it occurred to me what he was about to do just seconds before he did it. With one hand he pushed my knees aside and the other grabbed my other thigh.
Griffin wasn’t gentle. He licked the outside of my pussy with a determination that spoke of the focus he had in both lives. There was nothing ginger about the velvet stroke of his tongue. I grabbed the top of his head, holding on to his hair, not sure if I wanted more or to push him away. It was very different than my minimal previous experience, almost too much.
Despite my insecurities, I couldn’t bring myself to tell him to stop. Ididwant his mouth on me. Griffin went for it, not pausing until he found my clit and sucked on it. Hard.
I cried out.Yes, I like that.It was so much, I couldn’t even give it any thought. I just had to ride the wave that was my orgasm. It hit out of nowhere, struck me almost instantly, and released all the tension I carried since that monster tore my neck the night before. Griffin had saved me, and now he was giving me what I needed, over and over again.
I dug my hands into the bare skin of his back. I wanted to mark him, to own him in any way I could. He didn’t even flinch. Instead, he lifted his head to stare at me. “That didn’t take long. I was hoping to have to work at that for a while.”
“Guess I was ready for you from the blood sucking.”
He ignored my description of it, tilting his head before he scooted us both back a little. Griffin pulled off his own underwear and I almost laughed at the abrupt motion. Vampires didn’t have a lot of finesse, but he was sort of hot in his own, unique way. At least I knew what he wanted.
But he surprised me by smirking. “I’ll suck you any time, Maci.”
I rolled my eyes but quickly stopped because he pulled me on top of him. “This will go better with you on top.”
I didn’t mind that idea. I needed to take back some control, if for no other reason than to preserve my own sanity. I rolled on top of him, which was awkward on the couch, but my lack of grace didn’t matter.
“I don’t have that much experience, so tell me if I do something you don’t like.”
Griffin shook his head. “I doubt that’s possible. Tell me if I hurt you. I forget that you’re so fragile.”
“I’m not fragile for a human.” And I really didn’t want to discuss it right then. I wanted his cock deep inside of my body, and from the looks of how hard he was, I’d say he wanted the same thing. I shifted around until I could climb on top of him, straddling his body. The position meant I could control how fast I took him inside me.
He was big, and I needed to stretch to fit him. Inch-by-inch, I did just that. It was staggeringly slow, and by the end, he hissed out a moan that told me he was ready to move.Looks like the vampire doesn’t have more control over this than me.And I loved that.
Griffin lifted his eyebrows. “Ready?”
“Are you?” I lifted my hips a bit then pushed back down to give us both a jolt of pleasure.
“Oh, Maci. More than ready.”