I stuck my hands on my hips as my cheeks flushed. Every sculpted inch of him bristled with strength, but underneath lay terror, which threw me off-kilter. I had yet to see Sam frightened of anything.
I wasn’t exactly elated over my pregnancy. I wasn’t sure I could wrap my mind around the concept. “Talk to me, Sam.”
A shaky laugh escaped his full lips.
I pressed my naked body up against his, my tits mashing into his hot muscled flesh.
He set the empty bottle on the granite island, his green gaze never wavering from mine. “I can’t think with you naked.”
It was my turn to laugh as I unzipped his jeans. “You need relief and to relax, and I know how to take away your troubles. We can analyze us later.” I inched back a step, plastering on a flirty smile as I tweaked my nipples.
He bit his bottom lip and kicked off his boots then his jeans, keeping his focus on me. “Play with yourself,” he ordered as he removed his boxer briefs.
I squealed as warmth radiated throughout my body, doing as he commanded.
His fangs lowered, and on a blink, silver banished the green in his eyes.
I circled my finger around my clit as my gaze took a slow, sensual hike up and down his muscled body. How did I get so lucky? The draw to him was more than boy meets girl, more than a simple attraction. His pull was magnetic, an enticing craving feeding an addiction I never knew I had.
He pumped his massive cock, and on the upstroke, he stopped, closing his eyes briefly as if trying to ward off an orgasm. He let out a strangled sigh as he closed the distance between us. Then he whisked me to the living room, where the fire crackled and the music of the waves trickled in through a small opening in the glass doors.
There was no place I wanted to be other than right there with a man I was beginning to fall for—or maybe I already had.
He skirted the couch and set me down behind it. “Bend over.” His dominant tone sent waves of ecstasy rippling through me.
I hesitated for a beat before I planted my hands onto the buttery leather sofa.
He shaped my hip with one hand and positioned his dick at my entrance with his other.
I widened my stance as I lifted my butt in the air.
Then he slid his dick inside me and stilled. “You okay?”
I whimpered, savoring the moment, the tightness, fullness, him, us, and the way we fit together. “Perfect.”
He thrust into me slowly at first, saying, “So fucking wet.” Then he stopped.
I glanced over my shoulder to find him staring at something ahead of us.
My heart dipped as fear suffocated me. I followed his line of sight, thinking someone was watching us or Roman had found us. But all I saw was a tranquil scene sprinkled in beauty. The early afternoon sun glistened off the Atlantic. Then something occurred to me: he had better vision than I did.
“Do you see something?” I asked.
“Just enjoying the view and how fucking good you feel.”
“Then fuck me, vampire. Like you mean it.”
He threw his head back and laughed, and the glorious sound filled me to the brim with happiness.
He started thrusting. “I don’t know what happens when we leave here or over the next nine months, but I will do everything in my power to make sure you’re safe and no one ever hurts you again.” His tone was low, as if he was chanting a mantra to himself.
Then he became a madman. He drove in and out. The sound of flesh slapping together echoed around us while the ocean raged in the distance. The waves were high as they crashed ashore, the soothing sound trickling in through the opened doors. I closed my eyes, enjoying the music, the scenery, the myriad of feelings running through me, and Sam. I couldn’t believe how my life had changed on a dime. But at that moment, I didn’t want to be anywhere else except in Sam’s arms.
As he continued to fuck me, groans and moans peppered the beautiful room. Our breathing was heavy. Then… on his last thrust, he pulled out, spun me around, lifted me so my butt was on the back edge of the couch, and shoved his cock inside once again. “Wrap those gorgeous legs around me.” He clutched my ass, sank his fangs into my neck, and fucked me like a man possessed.
My heart raced. My mind shut down. I’d never thought I could feel anything greater than a mind-blowing orgasm, but I was wrong. With his blood running through my veins, I could actually feel his emotions—lust, love, and happiness. Or maybe I was feeling the same. Aside from a high school crush, I’d never fallen for any guy, but Sam wasn’t any guy. The alpha vampire oozed power, passion, confidence, and so much more. I had no doubt he would protect me with his life, and that was both frightening and liberating. One part of me would die if he died, and the other part of me would fight to the death if anyone dared to come between us or hurt him in any way.
I had a strong desire to please him, to make him feel like he was my world, like I would give my soul for him.
He removed his fangs and kissed me, tenderly but sloppily. The tanginess of my blood had activated a wild hunger I didn’t know was possible.
He broke the kiss, his hands traveling through my hair and down my back until he grabbed my butt cheeks. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me over to the fireplace. The warmth of the dying flames commingled with the cold air seeping in through the doors, but I couldn’t feel anything other than the heat from his body.
I flattened my hands on his bare chest then slid down his sweat-slicked skin.
He looked confused and angry until I dropped to my knees, my gaze glued to his. When I gripped his thick shaft, his eyes glowed a luminous silver.
We stared at each other for a long second, or maybe a minute, until he said, “Suck me off, baby doll. Take all of me. Take all you need.” His husky tone spurred me into action.
I licked the head of his cock as he combed his long fingers through my hair and groaned. I squeezed around his erection and teased the tip with light licks and gentle kisses.
He rolled his hips, coaxing me to do more than tease. When I sucked him into my mouth, the head touched the back of my throat, and he bucked like a wild bronco.
I gave him a blow job that I was sure he would never forget. He growled, groaned, and fucked my mouth.
Just seeing the powerful, arrogant vampire come undone was almost enough for me to orgasm. He roared his release, and I swallowed every last drop of him, salty and sweet.
Now, we were ready for that tough discussion, and I was ready to face the world with Sam Mason at my side.