9781936653027BorntobeWildArsuaga (12 page)
Read 9781936653027BorntobeWildArsuaga Online
Authors: Cynthia Arsuaga
Chapter 11
“Wow, you live here dude?” Jordan asked after
parking on the red brick paver driveway. “What poor unsuspecting human did you
kill to get this place?” He drew his glance up three stories of glistening
white stucco exterior glowing in contrast to the midnight black sky. The only
light illuminating the area came from the street lights several houses to the
right. The partially hidden full moon beamed light onto the glass windows of
the front façade of the massive structure.
“Jordy?
You’re
being rude,” Alex said.
“It’s all right Alexandra.” Stefan’s eyes were
dark brown, showing no signs of anger. She smiled knowing he was only teasing
with Jordan. Stefan practiced his vamp humor, although somewhat poorly, on her
gullible big brother. “No, Jordan, I didn’t take out a human for this house. I
bought it legitimately. I only killed my human prey after I moved in and stashed
their bodies in my wine cellar.” He opened the interior door from the garage
and they stepped inside.
“Huh? He’s kidding right?” Jordan asked Alex.
“Yes, of course he is, you big
gullible dope.
It’s his idea of humor.
Sick humor, but
humor nonetheless.”
“The elevator or stairs?”
Stefan asked, looking at Alex and grinning.
“Elevator?
Cool. I vote
for taking the elevator,” Jordan said.
“You two take it, I’ll take the stairs,” Stefan
said.
Alexandra grinned, and shook her head.
“I’ll meet you two upstairs.”
Thirty minutes later after consuming a couple of
bags of Cheese Doodles and several beers, and a few glaring stares between the
men, the topic of the vamp rogue came up.
“Can we move on to finding out about Ecaterina?
It’s getting late and I’m tired,” Alex said.
“I’m comfortable sitting here. You two can do
the research. Call me when you find something. I’m enjoying relaxing here in
this chair. I’ve had a long couple of days. I didn’t get much sleep after
driving thirteen straight hours. I’m exhausted.”
“Jordy, why don’t you head on back to the hotel
and get a good night’s sleep. I’ll be along later.”
“And leave you alone here with this vamp dude? No
way. I’m staying here.
Even if I fall asleep.
I’m in
the same house to protect you.”
“Maybe it’s best Alexandra. He’s been drinking and
doesn’t need to be out on unfamiliar roads. You would be worried the whole time
waiting to hear he made it to the hotel. He should stay.”
“Thanks dude. Do you have a TV in this place? What
do you do for entertainment?”
“Jordy, there’s no TV and you’ll have to entertain
yourself,” Alex said.
“Gee, thanks sis. I guess I’ll just sit here. Call
me when you find something interesting.” Jordan leaned back and took a long draw
of beer.
“You’re insufferable.” She hooked her arm around
Stefan’s, and left the room with him. “So, do you want to tell me what happened
between us tonight?” As they entered the study, she released her hold on his
arm.
After a single step he grabbed her, closing the
door behind them, and pushing her up onto the wall. “Maybe, after I have you,
right here, right now.” His mouth came down hard on hers, tightly bracing her
hands above her head. He pressed his tongue firmly onto her luscious lips,
begging for entry.
Lips opened to him, tasting while emitting faint
moans. He pulled back, and smiled. “Is that what Cheese Doodles taste like?”
“Yeah, I told you they were good. Now, shut up and
kiss me.”
“Your wish is my command.” Pressing his lips hard
on hers, he drew her tongue into his mouth as deep as possible. The unfinished
business from earlier in the evening before Ecaterina intruded reasserted its
influence. The need quickly grew intense.
“Mmm.
What about Jordy?
He’ll hear us?”
“Don’t worry. He’s passed out in the chair. He’ll
sleep for several hours.”
Her eyes glistened. “You’re bad Stefan.”
“I never said I was a good vampire.” He grinned,
lowering her arms to remove her top.
Fumbling with the buttons on his shirt, she
unfastened them to the waist of his jeans then tugged on the shirt until the
hem fell out. Leaving the remaining buttons fastened, he slipped the shirt over
his shoulders, tossing it aside.
*
* * *
Voraciously, he wandered from her mouth to the
nape of her delectable neck. Alex tilted her head to the side to give him
better access. Her blood pulsed hard and fast in the artery in her neck,
beckoning him. The temptation to turn her right then and there so he could
possess her forever reared its ugly head as it did back at the club, and he
thought better of the desire. Now was not the time. The law and his moral
conviction required her consent for transformation. This wasn’t like the old
days, back in the sixteenth century when he could do as he wished without reprisal
from a Vampire Syndicate.
His cock pushed firmly into the zipper of his
jeans, clearly wanting release. His fangs throbbed with need for release as
well. He didn’t want to just taste her sweet and salty blood. No, he wanted to
fuck her until she screamed for him to take her beyond pleasure. He took in a
deep breath and continued kissing her delicious skin, working lower to her
breasts. Her rosy pink nipples called to him. He reached into the cups of the
corset and pulled the fabric down under her breasts, revealing his prize beckoning
him. Lowering his head, he swirled the tip of his tongue around one hardening
tip. She squirmed underneath, her hips grinding tightly against a growing
erection. Her movements flared the fire raging fiercely through him.
“You are so fucking beautiful, Alexandra.” He
latched onto one of her nipples with his mouth. His hands worked to unzip her
pants, dropping them around hips, legs, and then kicking them to the side.
Feeling his hot, wet mouth caressing an aching
nipple, drove her crazy with desire, filling the room with ardent moans of her approaching
ecstasy. He planned to keep her hanging a little more before allowing release.
His mouth switched to the other nipple, sucking
and licking it with fervor. His growls and groans fueled her own arousal until he
sensed her pussy was wet, crying for attention. Reading her open mind was
pushing his pleasure higher. He inched down her stomach and rested above her
mound seeking her heat. He grazed a finger under the lacy edge of her thong. He
went lower, hooking his finger on the strap and tugged, drawing it up tight
along her blood engorged labia, released it and yanked up again. His other hand
pinched and tweaked at her nipple. Her hips thrust in tune with his pinches and
tugs at the thong.
He unlatched from her breast and ran his lips and
tongue over her breast, up the nape of her neck to her earlobe, twirling his
tongue and nipping at her sensitive skin. He whispered, “Tell me where you want
me to touch you, Medena.”
Feeling the rock-hard erection pressing along her
belly, she strained to get words out. “I…”
“Yes, sweetheart?”
“I want you to touch me down there, Stefan.”
“Where’s down there?”
“Touch my pussy.”
“Touch my pussy what?”
Opening her eyes with a flutter of lashes, she
gazed deep into his and realized he was role-playing, “Master, touch my pussy,
please.
”
He smiled with his approval. “Good girl. Now
spread your legs for me.”
The scent of her arousal drove him crazy and
encouraged him to please her. He lowered his head between her thighs, teasing
her along the way with light kisses and nibbles of her milky flesh. His finger
moved the strap of the thong aside and he slipped his finger inside, feeling
her wet pussy. She flexed the muscles of her sheath around his long digit,
clenching and relaxing.
His mouth covered her pussy so fast she screamed
in surprise. The wetness and heat of mouth and tongue sucking and licking
across her slit was almost too much to bear. His tongue flicked at her clit as
his finger pumped into her. The sensations were intense as her orgasm gathered
deep inside her. She thrust her hips to meet his finger thrusting.
Desperate for release, holding her at the edge, he
denied her desire.
“I think you like this, don’t you Medena?”
Distracted whimpers laced through the heavier
sound of labored panting.
He pulled his finger out, paused, then slid his
mouth back on her clit, nibbled her erect nub and inserted two fingers,
pressing firmer along her sensitive interior walls.
“Should I continue your punishment or should I…,”
he continued pressing his fingers in her faster and harder, “let you come on my
face?”
Unable to give an answer verbally, she responded
by bucking against him and moaning, pushing his head into her pelvis.
“What do you want Medena?” he asked again.
“I…I want to come…master…please.”
“Come for me Medena, come all over my face.”
His words alone sent her over the edge. The orgasm
plummeted through her, so strong and forceful she was unable to stop the
thrusting of hips or the convulsing of the inner muscles on his fingers. He
didn’t stop his ministrations. Continuing to suck and lick her clit and swollen
folds, he milked every last drop of the orgasm until she panted, gasping for
air.
Stefan rose slowly, kissing the way up her body to
her lips. He continued to run his finger over her clit as he whispered, “You
tasted so good. Can you taste yourself on my lips, Medena? You did what I told
you. You’re such a good girl.” He pressed his body closer, the feel of his hard
cock rubbing mercilessly on her stomach.
“You’re so wet for me, so fucking hot and wet. I
want to bury my cock in your tight pussy right now.”
Her mouth opened to taste his tongue. His words
and fingers were bringing her to the brink of another orgasm.
“I can tell how close you are to coming again,
Medena.” He ripped the thong away with one tug of the flimsy fabric. He dropped
his jeans and boxers, kicking them aside. He lifted her up by her waist,
pinning her up to the wall.
“Put your legs around me.” Doing as he directed,
she enveloped his shoulders with her arms.
He lowered her down on his erect penis, impaling
her one inch at a time until her hot, tight pussy swallowed him to the hilt.
Her opening stretched to accommodate his length, as well as girth. Her moans
grew louder with every thick inch he inserted. Keeping her thighs propped open,
the last several inches ploughed into her as she pushed back in delighted
reciprocity.
Extremely close to another orgasm, he seemed to
sense it and increased the thrusting rhythm.
“You’re such a good girl. You listen to your
master and do what he says. Do you want to come again?”
Moaning, she opened her mouth to speak, but he
captured her lips with his, trapping and muffling the words in his mouth. His
tongue slipped easily in, dancing with hers. Breaking the kiss, he moved to
kissing and sucking on her neck, as he continued to slowly piston in and out of
her pussy. With every nerve ending on her skin arcing with electricity, she
whimpered and moaned as he brought her to the edge of another orgasm. At any
moment, she would burst into flames.
He brought his lips to her ear, “I’m going to make
you come so hard and fast you won’t be able to walk when I’m done with you.”
Her brow wrinkled up as she arched her back
feeling the wave of the climax overtake her. The lips of her weeping pussy
glistened from the cream flowing from her.
“Fuck me, master, hard and deep.”
He groaned from sheer ecstasy. This was more than
he could take. Complete thought of reason faded into the shadows of his brain.
Nothing mattered except quenching the beast raging inside, the bloodsucking
beast demanding to be fed.
His fangs burst forth without restraint, pain
shooting through his mouth. His heart slammed hard in his chest, the silky feel
of her hair fell around his face, and the smell of the light citrus scent of
her enveloped his thoughts at the moment his beast took control. Stefan bit
down, his fangs sank into her neck, and her blood spilled into his mouth.
In the back of his mind he warned himself to take
only a small taste of her blood. He had already tasted once tonight and there
was the blood loss from Ecaterina’s attack to consider. Too much more taken
without replenishing her would endanger her life. He didn’t want to deal with
the consequences of his over-exuberance. Closing his eyes, he lost himself in
the salty, sweet taste of her. Inhaling deeply, he let himself drown in the
sweet sanctity of her arousal.
Her soft mewing cry made his groin tighten. His
climax drew close and the bloodlust surged through his veins. He sucked
voraciously, drinking her blood into his mouth. Her flaming life essence rushed
over his taste buds. The thought of the delectable elixir pulsing into him as
he climaxed was the thing which broke his concentration and brought him back
from taking all of her.