Page 43 of Fangs and Family
I sat alone, looking out the window and listening to the incoherent buzz of voices while Leszek tried to force my rebellious friend into bed. Somehow, it helped me to decide. Sara was right, deep inside, I knew it already, but I needed this push. It was now or never, and I needed to see Adam.
I staggered to Michal’s room, knocking lightly. After a rather long pause, I heard a lot of shuffling until the tired shifter opened the door.
‘I’m so sorry to wake you up, but could you take me to Adam’s, please?’ I asked, putting my entire focus on clearly enunciating my words. His assessing stare didn’t make it easy, leaving me feeling like an entitled brat, my embarrassment growing as the seconds passed.
‘Give me a minute,’ he said, closing the door in my face.
I visited the bathroom, and my reflection told me I was a mess, so I washed my face and raked a hand through my hair, then returned to the living room.
‘Still want to go, pet?’ Michal asked, standing in the hallway, car keys in hand. I nodded, rushing outside before the drunken courage evaporated from my body.
I must have slept during the journey because the next thing I knew, Michal was parking the car in the underground garage. Luckily, he had access to the lift, otherwise, my grand plan of seducing Adam would have ended with me sleeping in the car park.
I thanked him profusely before stepping into Adam’s penthouse.
‘Lorelai, where is your Master?’ I asked the guardian spirit, and her answer came from the speaker above my head.
‘In his bedroom, sleeping. Do you want me to wake him up?’ She asked, and a moment later, the quiet sound ofSmooth Operatorfilled the air.
‘No, I want to surprise him. Just light the way a little, and what’s with you and Sade? You keep playing it each time I enter the house.’
‘It can help prepare humans for moments of passion,’ she said before ghostly fingers wrapped around my wrist, pulling me deeper into the house.Great, a household spirit is pimping me out, I thought, but tonight I didn’t mind and let Sade and the kikimora lead me through the apartment until we stopped in front of a heavy oak door.
‘They are locked, but I can sense my master is dreaming of you. I like those dreams. They are so full of life and feed me well.’
She disappeared, and I wondered whether Lorelai desired to see me in Adam’s bed purely for the energy such an encounter could produce.
A moment later, the quiet thud told me whatever locks protected Adam’s sleep were now open. I walked inside. The heavy curtains were drawn shut, and the only source of light came from halfway behind me, revealing Adam sprawled on the bed.
He looked so peaceful laying on his abdomen, arms holding the pillow in what I could only describe as a lover’s embrace. Dark hair shone with a blue iridescent sheen when the light caught it. Adam was beautiful in an ethereal, alien way, and my doubts melted when my gaze slid lower to where the blanket barely covered his pert backside.
The view sent a wave of heat and dizziness through me that ended when I grasped the door frame, whispering to the housekeeper.
‘Lorelai, is there a way you can brighten the room? Maybe a candle or something?’
As soon as I’d asked, the ceiling glowed with soft, warm light projecting the moon and night sky. It looked so realistic I gasped, moving inside, barely aware that the door closed silently behind me. There was just enough light to walk toward the bed without breaking a leg or hitting something on the way, but I was grateful it wasn’t bright enough to illuminate my features. I didn’t want Adam to see how scared I was or how vulnerable I felt, stepping out from behind the walls I’d so carefully built around me.
I undressed, discarding my clothes on the floor, but I couldn’t bring myself to remove my underwear. Not yet. If Adam said no, that would be my only protection as I retreated, preserving the shreds of my dignity. Taking a deep breath, I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the vampire. Adam could give me all I ever dreamed of, the complete opposite of the man I’d foolishly married who’d shattered those naïve dreams into pieces.
This is too good to be true, I thought. My resolve was fading, the memory of my past mistakes souring the moment, and I knew I had to make a move now.
‘Please don’t break me,’ I whispered, placing a hand on his back before I lost my nerve and changed my mind.
Adam’s skin was cool and so soft I shivered in delight. I remembered the pleasure his bite gave me, but this was different. This feeling was pure, not fuelled by the magic of a vampire’s venom, and I revelled in the sensation.
Before I knew it, I was sliding my fingertips along his spine, and he arched under my caress like a giant cat. My touch caused that, and his reaction sent a wave of desire through my body. My movements became more decisive, and I scratched his skin, my short nails barely scraping the surface, but this was enough to make him moan, and his low guttural sound raised the goosebumps on my skin. My nipples hardened, and painful pleasure radiated through my body each time they rubbed on the lacy fabric of my bra. For so long, Adam had been my forbidden fruit. Now, when I made my choice, I was trembling like a teenager before her first time.
Adam’s eyelid fluttered, and I knew it wouldn’t be long until he awoke from his dream. It was now or never. I brushed the hair off his neck and kissed the place behind his ear, inhaling the sandalwood scent of his aftershave.
‘I want you,’ I murmured when his eyes fluttered once more.
‘Nina,’ he muttered, turning onto his back and reaching for me. ‘I love to dream of you, baby. Come to me. I will do whatever you want. I need you so much. My beautiful, unyielding treasure, let me cherish you,’ he murmured, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me all the way onto the bed.
I could feel his sizable erection pressing on my hip, but before I could comprehend what was happening, Adam’s kiss erased all rational thoughts from my mind. Gods, he knew how to kiss. Slow, sensual, and enticing, his lips brushed over mine, teasing my senses. Adam didn’t rush, didn’t push me to open my mouth. He savoured my taste, his tongue barely touching me, and when I opened my mouth, he sucked at my lower lip. Pleasure bloomed inside me. It felt like paradise, and I wanted it to last forever.
‘Please, I want to be yours… I want to feel you inside me,’ I moaned, my tongue darting out to meet his, but as soon as I spoke, Adam stopped, licking his lips before pulling away. I saw the moment his eyes opened fully as he realised this was no dream.Why did he stop?My thoughts rushed in panic. I didn’t want to hurt him, not again. I just assumed he wanted this, but I should have asked….
‘What…? How…? Is this not a dream? I’m sorry, Nina, it’s all right, sweetheart, please stay,’ he said, his arms tightening around me when I tried to get away, his confusion sending me into a panicky explanation.
