She released a high-pitched cry. “I need you,” she whined.
“My what? My fingers?” He eased his middle and ring fingers into the depths of her cunt. His fingertips found the swollen glands he hoped would give her pleasure and massaged, reveling in the new flow of moisture over his palm. He breathed the scent of her arousal into his very soul. Starting slow, he rocked his hand up and down. Her whimpers and gasps spurred him on. He fingered her faster, making sure the heel of his hand rubbed her clit, until the wetness of her juices around his moving fingers formed a raw, decadent sound track. “Is this what you want?” he bit out as the walls of her pussy tightened.
“Yes,” she cried. “No. No, I want…”
“What? Say it, angel.”
“I want you to…oh, my God, Nikolai…I want you to fuck me. I want your c-cock inside me.”
Damn it all to hell, this shy innocence together with what he knew of her courage and bravery was a combination so appealing, so arousing, it nearly took him to his knees. Bracing himself on the mattress beside her, he pumped his hand faster, harder, willing her body to let go.
The velvet walls of her cunt clamped down on his fingers. Katherine screamed and went boneless, falling back against the bed. He stroked her through the orgasm, milking out every last ounce of pleasure for her.
Katherine lifted her head, her eyes coming back into focus, and licked her lips. Her toes curled into the waistband of his pants. “Off.”
“Yeah?” He pushed them to the floor, then crawled onto the bed between her knees. Hands under her hips, he guided her body higher on the mattress. A small soft palm wrapped around his cock. “Fuck,” he said, surprised and pleased by her firm, sure grip.
Goddammit, he needed in her. He wanted in her. Hand aching, fangs throbbing, dick leaking in her grasp, Nikolai stared wide-eyed at the incredible site of her jacking him off.
He was about to cross some cosmic line. He knew it. He felt it in his gut. But he couldn’t pull back, couldn’t resist the incredible seductiveness of Katherine Bordessa. He pulled her hand away and brought it to his mouth for a long kiss on her palm. That she smelled of his maleness caused his cock to twitch against his stomach.
“Katya, there’s something you need to know about what is going to happen between us.”
She tilted her head against the mattress, strands of her chocolate hair spread in a dark halo across the plush comforter, and stared at him a long minute. “You’re going to bite me.”
Hands braced on either side of her shoulders, he leaned over her. “How did you know that’s what I was going to say?”
“Nikolai, I trained as a Proffered, but, more than that—” she released a shaky sigh “—I want you to bite me so damn bad I can barely lie still.”
“You…what?” His brain was so scattered he couldn’t pull his thoughts together to respond, to absorb the significance of her revelation. On top of everything, she was a Proffered? Groomed to be a vampire’s mate? Emotion barreled through his veins—that dark rage from before reemerged at the thought he might’ve lost her to another, soul-deep gratitude warmed his chest as each new evidence of her rightness for him filled his heart, convinced his brain. All this, it felt so much bigger than him—magical and fated, even. “But you didn’t serve?” he finally managed to say.
“I…no.” She shook her head. “The whole thing scared me. I don’t know.”
“And now?”
“Come here,” she whispered, cupping his face in her hands. The touch was so gentle, the voice so sweet, she lured him in as surely as if magnets resided in the center of their chests. “Before, it was an abstraction. Now, it’s just you. And, everything else aside, I want you, Nikolai.” She lifted her hips and rubbed herself against him.
“Jesus,” he said, taking his dick in hand. He was so hard, so sensitive, his own touch was nearly painful. “It may hurt, Katya, for a moment, but I will make it go away. Yes?”
She nodded. “I need you in me, Nikolai. The emptiness hurts already.”
“I will take care of you,” he murmured, his heart making plans his brain hadn’t yet approved. But, in that instant, none of that mattered. Her words beckoned him in, welcomed him home, seduced him to believe they could have a chance.
*
Kate moaned and dug her fingers into the muscles straining with leashed power all down his sides. The steel length of his erection pushed into her, filled her with a heavy pressure that made her hold her breath.