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I fuck her brutally, fiercely, cruelly. But I can’t stop. With each thrust I grind into her so I can force my cock even deeper as she feeds. So deeply my stones strike the disk at the end of the butt plug each time. Using the spacing bars as leverage, I tug on them to pull her body down against me, making each drive even harder. And through all this violence, she keeps her lips latched as she sucks on my throat, and the pleasure is astounding. She is taking me in, consuming me, in every possible way, even as my body continues to take hers.
The instant she releases my vein, I plunge my fangs into hers, and yet another surge of power and need throbs from inside me, driving my hips even faster and harder as I drink.
Pulling back from her throat, I look into her eyes. As soon as we make eye contact, we both erupt on a rocket that simultaneously shoots from inside us, lifting us both to the stratosphere.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Ember
Wakingin Zuben’s warm arms, I’m already smiling. After he released me from the spacers, we alternated between making love and sleeping for hours and hours. An entire night and day have passed and the sun is up again. The only thing that could make me happier at this moment would be if Axe, Ryker and Mom had come back last night.
Beside me, Zuben’s body twitches, like he’s emerging from a dream, and then his eyes slowly open, gazing into mine.
“I have never awoken to such a beautiful sight.” He kisses me softly.
“I was just thinking the same thing.” More or less. I arch into him, loving the feel of his hardness against me.
He moans, but then glances toward the bedroom curtains. “It is daytime and I have not yet been outside to test my ability to withstand sunlight.”
“You didn’t go out yesterday, either. And you’ve fed from me countless times.” I reach down to take him into my hand. Each time we fed from each other, both our bodies were instantly eager for more rounds of sex, never tiring, quickly healing every time a body part got bruised or chafed.
His eyes flutter shut, then he reaches down to still my wrist. “As tempting as you are, I have already done enough damage to the experiment.”
“You and your obsession with science.” I fake a pout.
Laughing, he slides out of my arms, and I watch as he dresses, choosing an elegant pair of black slacks and a deep gray cashmere sweater. I know Zuben misses his custom tailored suits, but he looks just as sharp, if not more so, in the slightly more generic clothes he has now.
He turns toward me. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I’ll never get over how handsome you are. Beautiful, really.”
His lips curve slightly. He’s clearly pleased with my answer but holding back the grin that’s teasing his lips.
Then he tips his head to the side. “I have another experiment in mind. But this one might involve pain.”
My insides tighten and dampen. I’ve been wanting to ask him to spank me, but keep getting distracted by his great ideas.
“Do tell.” I shoot him a lusty look. He hasn’t hurt me once, even when he had me trapped with those spacers and he could have done whatever he wanted. Given his past, I’m not surprised if he’s craving some things he’s more used to. And I’m all up for that.
“Do you want to spank me? Whip me? I’m game.” I lick my lips. “We always have baseball.”
His eyes widen, but he shakes his long index finger. “No, not that.”
I draw up to sit on the bed, and trace one hand down between my breasts. “Then what do you have in mind?”
“I am curious whether your ability to take sunlight has altered.”
Dropping my hand to the mattress, I sit straighter. “Do you really think…?” My heart rate accelerates at the idea. “I mean, I burned in sunlight after Ryker fed, even back when I was human. And I actually tried a couple of times since I started to turn you guys lambent.”
“You did?”
I nod. “Just pulled back the curtain a little.”
He nods, his long fingers now stroking his chin in that way they often do when he’s thinking. “Clearly the effects of your blood on vampires changes over time. I am wondering whether the reverse may be true, or whether drinking the blood of a lambent vampire—or three—might be what allows you to walk in the light.”
I push over to the side of the bed. “Let’s try then.” I’m kind of shocked that he’s willing to test this without devising a huge experiment with tons of controlled variables, and I want to try before he changes his mind.
My time without sunlight is so short compared to what the men have endured, but I can’t believe how much I crave the feeling of even the winter light on my skin.
