Page 37 of Wicked Allure
Tomesha turned back to her, the hint of her smile flickering. She studied Dru.
“What are you, forty?” Tomesha asked.
Dru barked a laugh. Vampires lived very long lives compared to humans. She rested her hands on Tomesha’s waist. It was hard to concentrate on the conversation at hand when a beautiful woman was sitting naked on top of her.
“I just celebrated my two hundred and twenty-fifth birthday,” Dru admitted.
Tomesha’s mouth dropped open at the announcement. A couple of weeks ago, Dru had celebrated the anniversary of her birth. She’d received a letter from her parents wishing her well. She smiled at the thought of her parents still holding on to the older days. They refused to assimilate to the technology of today. She agreed some of the old ways were better, but with the state of the world right now, she had to embrace technology in order to protect her people.
“What? I mean…damn…um, happy birthday?” Tomesha sputtered. She reached up and tucked her hair behind her ears. She grinned wide and leaned forward to where her lips hovered above Dru’s. “Then allow me to give you a birthday gift.”
Dru gripped the back of Tomesha’s neck. Their kiss was soft and sensual. Tomesha scooted forward, placing her center against Dru’s stomach. The scent of her filled the room. Dru growled softly, wanting to taste her again.
Tomesha lifted her head and left a trail of kisses on Dru’s face and neck. She moved down and stopped at Dru’s breasts. Tomesha took her time suckling and licking both of Dru’s mounds. It would appear her human wanted to return the favor. She wasn’t going to argue with her.
Tomesha explored her body which left Dru in a painfully aroused state. Her core dripped with her honey by the time Tomesha had arrived there. Her body trembled, and she parted her legs for Tomesha. The human took her time exploring her cunt just as she did exploring her body. Her fingers, tongue, and lips all teased her.
Dru should never have let this much time pass between her sexual encounters. She had to keep reminding herself that Tomesha was a human and she couldn’t be as rough with her as she would her vampire lovers. Just the memory of the bruise forming on Tomesha’s neck was proof.
“Fuck,” Dru uttered.
Her breath escaped her; Tomesha’s lips closed around her clit. Her legs fell open completely to give Tomesha access to every inch of her center. She threw her head back while Tomesha’s tongue pushed against her slick opening. Her small fingers drew circles on her clit while her tongue slid through her folds.
“Miere, put those fingers in me.”
Dru threaded her fingers back into Tomesha thick hair. Tomesha covered her clit with her mouth and suckled it. She was just as unforgiving as Dru had been to her. Dru’s body writhed on the bed while Tomesha worked her. Tomesha’s fingers sank deep in her while she focused on Dru’s clit.
She hummed and tugged on Dru’s sensitive flesh until she had Dru screaming through her own climax. Dru blinked, unable to believe she’d reached her peak that fast. Her body tingled and shook as she lay back. She lifted her head and met her little human’s gaze.
“Come here, miere,” Dru growled. She reached down and practically dragged Tomesha over her. She flipped them over to where she rested on top of Tomesha. She took Tomesha’s lips in a brutal kiss.
Mine.
The word was whispered again in the back of her mind, but she ignored it.
This human was hers—for the night. Whatever she wanted, Tomesha would provide for her. The scent of sweat, sex, and sweetness clung to Tomesha’s skin. It overwhelmed Dru’s senses, but it didn’t hide the intoxicating thrum of Tomesha’s blood that called to Dru. It was the sweetest invitation that she couldn’t resist.
Tomesha tilted her head in a silent offer. That gesture caused something to snap inside Dru. She gripped Tomesha’s hair to hold her in place, then she bent down and sank her fangs deep into Tomesha’ neck. The rush of blood hit her tongue and filled her mouth. She drank deeply and moaned as if she hadn’t eaten in decades.
She swallowed, the blood sliding down her throat, providing the nourishment and power she needed. She immediately felt stronger, invincible, and faster. Tomesha gyrated underneath her, while her fingers dug into Dru’s skin. The hint of pain from Tomesha’s nails went ignored.
Tomesha’s moans and cries filled the air. Her hips undulated against Dru as if seeking her. Dru slipped a hand between them, met with Tomesha’s slickness. Her finger connected with Tomesha’s clit. It was swollen, and with a few strokes, Tomesha screamed through her next climax. Her heart raced, sending her blood flowing into Dru’s mouth in abundance. She drank deeply and almost lost herself in that moment. Dru lifted her head and stared down at the second wound she’d left. She couldn’t continue or she’d bleed Tomesha dry. Blood slowly seeped from the small holes. She quickly licked the skin; the enzymes in her saliva would seal the holes. Tomesha shuddered and fell back against the mattress, spent.
Dru stared down at Tomesha who was flushed, radiant, and beautiful. Dru closed her eyes and inhaled sharply. What was this between them? Two hundred and twenty-five years she’d walked this earth, and never had she reacted this way to a human. She swallowed hard, still tasting Tomesha’s sweet blood on her tongue.
This woman was dangerous. She’d be a distraction, and Dru couldn’t afford to fail at her mission.
She shook her head and knew what she had to do.
She must leave.
She winced as she turned over. Tomesha inhaled sharply and moaned. She opened her eyes and blinked. The lights in her suite were low. Someone had turned off the main ones and only left on the bathroom. Without checking, Tomesha already knew Dru was gone. The room was too silent. She reached out a hand behind her and confirmed what she already knew. When had she left? The sheets were cool, so it must have been a while.
Her gaze fell on her nightstand, where the general’s weapons had sat, and found them gone. In their place sat a stack of gold coins. Tomesha’s eyes widened at the amount of money left for her. She pushed up slowly. The skin on her neck was raw and ached. She carefully reached out and picked up the gold to count them.
Ten royal gold coins.
Tomesha stared at them in disbelief. Her hands shook. Tomesha had never received this amount of a tip from a client before. This was enough money to pay her rent and bills for a full year and more. The most she’d ever received before as a tip was one, maybe two gold coins. It didn’t include what she received from the club.
