“Stop denying me!” I am getting mad now. “You said you would give me anything I wanted.”
He grabs my wrists tightly. “But the two things you want are the two things I won’t give you. I’m sorry, my love, I don’t want to deny you anything, but you can’t ask me to hurt you and you can’t ask me to allow you to kill.”
I howl in frustration. “I’m not asking you to hurt me.”
“But I will. I told you last year that next time you ask me to do that I won’t be able to hold back. Is that what you really want? For me to do to you what he did?” Again, I know he is saying these things to deter me, but I am not going to let that stop me.
“Yes,” I say to his absolute horror.
“No!” he yells at me as he pushes us back over, “You are just saying that to be defiant. Don’t be a stubborn fool, Aefre.” He pins my hands to the ground painfully tight and I struggle out of reflex. “I love you,” he says softly. “Please just come back to me. Whoever this is, it isn’t you.”
And again, he takes me but this time hard and fast, as the mood requires. I forget all about my unreasonable demands as I just want him. Everywhere. I roll us back over and he is wary this time, but he moans as I swivel around so my back is facing him. He runs his hands down over my Dragon and She flutters across my back under his touch. He pays Her special attention and I giggle inwardly as I know it’s because he now knows that Cole does this. Men are so competitive, it’s so silly. I feel myself coming back, the power rush has died, and I cast a quick glance over my shoulder at the terrace and the mysterious figure has vanished. I make a mental note to ask if it was either Cade or Nico, but something tells me it wasn’t. I lean forward so that my hands are in the wet grass and my wet hair falls into my face. It is raining. Bad mojo always happens when it rains. Or is it the other way around? Either way, I am more convinced than ever my dream manipulator is manifesting itself into a menacing presence. I lift my hips and he knows exactly what to do. He knows where I want him to go and he doesn’t hesitate. They never do. He pushes against me with a rough shove that makes me cry out. “Oh, Aefre,” he growls low, “I love it when you let me do this.”
Yeah, yeah. It does little for me, but my lovers think they are in heaven, so I allow it, every now and again. He is so caught up in his own pleasure that he has forgotten all about me, so I bring my own fingers to myself and try to play catch up to him, but to no avail. He comes quickly and I am left wanting, but not for long as he pulls out of me with muttered apologies and he enters me lower down and brings me to a satisfactory ending. Once again, I am grateful for Vampire constitution that he is ready so quickly to please me after pleasing himself.
He shoves me down roughly and turns me over to face him. “One more,” he says. “I am taking every last part of you for myself.”
“Allow me,” I say as I push on his chest to get him to lie under me. We are soaking wet from the rain that is now bouncing off the floor. I kiss him, running my hands into his wet hair, and smile against his lips. “So, fucking sexy,” I murmur and track little nips and kisses all the way down his chest, his stomach, and lower, until I take him in my mouth. He sighs in pleasure as I work my way up and down. He runs his hands into my tangled hair, gripping me roughly as he loses control and comes in quick bursts into my mouth. I swallow quickly and crawl over him, kissing him so he can taste himself in my mouth. “You owe me one,” I say with a pout and I find myself under him again. We have moved so far away from our original spot that we are now practically rolling down the other side of the hill. He bites my bottom lip viciously. “Don’t look at me like that, Aefre,” he says before he plunges his tongue into my mouth. I am on fire as he repeats to me what I did to him. Little nips and kisses all over me. He pauses to pay special attention to my breasts. He cups the small mound of flesh, pushing it up high, causing my nipple to stand up close to his mouth. He drops his fangs and bites me gently and slowly and enters me at the same time as I start to throb.
“So easy,” he says, pulling back. “Always so easy.”
“You like to work for it?”
“No. I like you ready for me, all the time. Whenever I want you, wherever I want you, however I want you, I want you wet and ready.”
“That’s just being lazy,” I tease him.
“Eager,” he corrects me. “Eager to be inside you, to feel you so slippery. I want to slide into you with ease. I want to know that I turn you on with just the thought of what is to come.”
Oh, holy crap. I feel myself getting wetter as does he and he smiles down at me, pleased. “Good girl,” he whispers. “I wish I could go back to our first time in the barn. Do it all over again.”
“I’m sure I could take us back there,” I say.
“No, I don’t want to see it, I want to feel it. To feel you, so innocent, so cautious. I want my first time with you again.”
“I don’t,” I say. “It was so embarrassing. I was so naïve, it was ridiculous.”
“No, it was beautiful. You made me feel something again.”
He locks his arms around me tightly as we both give into the pleasure and we lie breathless and completely satisfied in each other’s arms.
“Will you still love me when I am fat?” I ask him.
“I beg your pardon?” he asks. “When will you be fat?”
“When I am pregnant. I will be fat and ugly,” I say and pull my face, remembering the feeling from my dreams.
“Oh, Aefre,” he laughs at me. “You won’t be fat, and you could never be ugly. You will be with child, our child. You will be perfect. More than perfect.”
“Say more things like that,” I tell him as he stops.
“You will be the most beautiful creature in all the Realms. And the sexiest. I will worship you and adore you. I will tell you every day how much I love you and how much I desire you.”
“I will hold you to that. In my dreams, I feel slow and fat and very unsexy.”
“Your dreams are lies,” he says, sitting up suddenly. “Everything about them is a lie. Pay them no mind.”
I can see he is upset about my dreams. Can’t say that I blame him, I am dreading going back to sleep in case there is another one. But we can’t ignore them. Not anymore.