Her blood tasted like her pussy, cherries and cream, my own personal ambrosia. I couldn’t wait to sink my fangs into her neck and officially claim her for all eternity, but not this time. She’d conceded to be mine, and that was enough for now. A claiming was too special to happen without preparation and proper reverence.
I focused instead on the feel of her inner walls massaging my dick as I filled her over and over. Her body had begun to stiffen, and her cries had escalated to screams, indicating she was close. I was grateful because my own spine was tingling, warning me of my impending climax.
“Narkissa,” I grunted as I pushed harder, faster. “You are so perfect, my sweet consort. Fuck! Fuck! Oh, yes! Squeeze that pussy, sweetheart! Yes! Oh, fuck!”
Narkissa shattered just as I lost the battle to hold back my own orgasm. I roared her name as rapture blew through me and my cock exploded, filling her with jet after jet of hot come until it was leaking down her ass.
I gathered her close to me, and we rode out the storm together, as we would for the rest of our lives. Narkissa would always be my safe place, my home, and I knew right then that I was completely, desperately, hopelessly in love with her.
7
Narkissa
With the way Jareth had insisted that I admit I belonged to him before we had sex, I’d expected him to push to complete the claiming as soon as possible. Instead, he’d surprised me by backing off quite a bit. Or at least as much as he could when we spent every minute together.
We’d lived in our own little bubble for the past several days, just the two of us, getting to know one another. Seeing him drink blood had been a little unsettling at first, but even that had faded quickly. Unfortunately, our alone time was coming to an end tomorrow night. Jareth’s family had a big New Year’s Eve party planned, and I was a little nervous about meeting them. Okay, more like a lot. After three mind-blowing orgasms, I should be completely relaxed, but I was still obsessing over what I should wear to the party.
Turning over in Jareth’s arms, I pressed a quick kiss over his heart before tilting my head back to smile up at him. “Any chance you’d like to teleport me to my home so I can pick out a dress for tomorrow night?”
“Nope.” He gripped my hips and lifted me on top of him, cradling me in his strong arms.
I nipped at his chest. “How come?”
“Because you’re already home.” He cupped my cheeks and lifted up to claim my mouth in a deep kiss. “Right here with me, sweetheart.”
How quickly my view of Jareth had changed. When we first met, his high-handedness would’ve driven me up the wall. But his domineering, bossy ways had grown on me. Big time. We’d already grown so close, I couldn’t imagine spending even one day without him. “How about instead of teleporting, we drive over to my old place so I can pack up some of my stuff and bring it over?”
“Now that's a plan I can get behind.” He tangled my hair in his fist and tugged my head back to scrape his fang over my birthmark. “I’m eager to take the next step in our lives together.”
Pushing against his chest, I sat up until I was straddling him. He’d come inside me only ten minutes earlier, but he was still semi-hard, and I had to fight to keep myself from grinding against him. I wanted to talk about something serious, so I scooted up before I got more turned on. There was a knowing gleam in his bright blue eyes, but we’d gone well past the point of me being embarrassed by my never-ending need for him. “I think we should start the new year off with a bang.”
His lips curved into a grin of pure masculine satisfaction. “Isn’t that already how we start every night?”
“That’s not what I meant.” I playfully slapped his chest and shook my head. “Well, I guess it kind of is...but more.”
“Whatever you want, sweetheart. If it’s within my power to give to you, consider it done,” he vowed.
“After we’re done moving my stuff in here and come back home from the New Year’s Eve party, I want you to claim me.”
His fingers dug into my hips hard enough to leave bruises as a huge smile split across his gorgeous face. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”
The claiming ceremony would bring huge changes to my life, making me immortal. But I didn’t have an ounce of doubt about my decision. “Then we definitely need to head over to my old place. I already wanted to look my best for the party since I’ll be meeting your family, but now I want to pick out an extra-special outfit because this is going to be a night I’ll remember forever.”