Page 34 of Rock Bottom
“I found a local place with indoor walls, and they have another location with outdoor walls in the middle of downtown, which is pretty cool. They close at ten, so you can go with me once the sun goes down. I have a membership, but you can buy a day pass.”
“How often do you see Benji? Are the two of you still close?”
“Benji is on his way to being a billionaire. He’ll say he does venture capital if someone asks, but he’s deep into all the latest tech, investing in people who have great ideas without the funds to see them through. A lot of real estate, too, since that’s how he started, but he’s having a lot of fun with the tech. I’m on his appointment book at noon on Tuesdays, and he calls me like clockwork. Sometimes he only has ten minutes to spare, but most of the time he has me down for a full hour. Three times a year, we go on vacation together — skiing in the Alps, sail boating in the Caribbean, hiking parts of the Appalachian Trail, scaling glaciers in Alaska. He noted once that he was spending time mostly with his little brother, and he missed his little sister, but all the stuff we were doing brought out the boy side of me. Now, the last two days are almost always at a spa, so he can spend time with his little sister, too.”
“I hope I can someday meet your brother, though I understand there will be complications, since you won’t be able to tell him I’m a vampire.” He moved to sit beside me, and he cupped my cheek in the palm of his huge hand. It was cool, and somehow more intimate than heat could ever be, his gentle, cool strength stark against my warmth — and a blunt reminder of what he is, but it only made me want him more.
“I’ve wanted to taste you since I first saw you walking into the after-party,” he told me, his feminine voice calming me, reminding me this is Julian, the man I love. “But I need to understand your reason for wanting to be bitten.”
I’d already told him the reason. I didn’t want to lose the chance to do something so crazy! So fuckingintense.
But was that it? I mean, I wouldn’t do it if I didn’t trust him, right?
Looking into his eyes, I realized trust was a big part of it, but there was more. I wanted to be close to him in a way that went deeper than anything else I’d ever done.
The look on his face, as if there was some reason I should be wary, made me ask, “Is there something I should know? Does biting me give you more control over me?”
“I’m not a powerful vampire, so there isn’t a whole lot I can do, but yes, having that blood connection means I’ll be more tuned into your emotions.” He closed his eyes a second, as if realizing something else, and opened them to say, “My master will have that connection as well, but mostly I believe it will only allow him to find you from a distance. He’s powerful enough, he can do pretty much anything else with or without a blood connection, so it won’t give him more power over you, I don’t think, other than the location thing.”
“Okay, two things. First, I want the experience of it, and maybe that’s crass, but it’s the truth. Second, though, is that I trust you. If you weren’t sure you could do it without hurting me, without taking too much, you wouldn’t do it to start with. So, I can relax and say I want to because of that trust.”
He cupped my cheek in the palm of his hand again. “I value your trust, and since you watched Marco and Cora, I feel you understand the intimacy of it, but it’s important I make absolutely sure we’re clear on what you are and are not consenting to, dear Silver.” He kissed my forehead, and then there was no touch. No contact. “For many vampires, feeding and sex are intertwined. I can feed without sex being involved, and often do when I have a packed schedule, but I want to give you the full experience. Your choice, though, whether you want to be bitten with or without sex.”
My dick throbbed in my jeans. My breath came faster. “I want it all. The full experience.”
Chapter 12
Silver
Julian picked me up, carried me to bed, settled me on it, and dragged my jeans off with that non-nonsense efficiency that made my pulse trip over itself.
I’d been fully in male mode earlier, but that’d dissolved when Julian started talking about making his bite sexual. I’d wondered, before, how he’d always picked up on when I switched in mid-course, going from having an erection to feeling my pussy empty, and now I got it.
“Smell. That’s how you know what kind of horny I am.” It came out breathy and girly because he jammed two fingers in me right as I started to speak, and I couldn’t help the sharp gasp that turned into a long, low moan.
“Wow. A whole sentence. Let’s see if we can keep that from happening again. Who am I?”
“Sir. Julian. You’reSir.”
“Damn straight.”
I was wearing men’s underwear, but Julian peeled it off in one smooth motion, his knuckles brushing coolness over my thighs while I yanked my shirt over my head. The compression shirt smashing my boobs flat was tricker to get off, so he helped, his hands rough, strong, and certain.
The second I was naked, without warning, he slid two fingers into my pussy, and out of nowhere, I moaned in complete bliss all over again, my muscles clenching around his fingers, my spine arching off the bed, mouth open on a cry that wasallgirl.
Without their own body heat, a vampire’s fingers are cool, so nothing else in the world feels like Julian’s touch — part of me wanted to rebel, realizing it was something I should’ve noticed before, but I didn’t much care in that moment, with his fingers sliding into me — not like having ice inserted, they’re more room temperature, way cooler than ninety-eight degrees, and my pussy wason fire, so the cool fingers added to the whole experience.
But nothing prepared me for the sudden press of his face into the crook of my neck, sniffing me like prey. He licked a long stripe that made my whole body tense. I braced for his fangs, expecting him to bite me, but he kissed his way down my body, over my chest, past my belly, and he took my dick in his mouth and sucked slow and deep, his tongue working the underside until I thought I might lose my mind.
Somehow, I’d completely forgotten about the whole biting thing, so when he lifted his mouth from my dick and sank his fangs into the tender flesh right beside it, my brain simply turned inside out.
I expected pain, but all I got was raw, shocking sensation — sharp, but not painful. Penetration where no one should be bitten, and the hot, swelling rush that followed, coursing through my veins, heat travelling everywhere, but especially to the head of my cock and my nipples. Boththrobbedwith desire.
The shockwave of pleasure punched through me so hard my pussy clenched on the emptiness. I needed to be filled rightthen, or I was going to fall to pieces from the overwhelming desire and arousal. My heart crashed against my ribs, and every nerve ending in my body vibrated with an overarching, feralneed.
But not just my pussy. My dick was harder than it’d ever been, andpulsing.
His teeth came out and slid into the other side of my dick, and now when I felt heat entering my body through his bite, my pussy was suddenly empty and needy. If it wasn’t filled soon, I might unravel into nothingness.
