Page 83 of Night of the Vampire
This witch was mine. And she wasn't leaving me again.
My body came alive as her blood filled me. I turned to press her into the wall but the wall wasn't there. With a snarl I rushed to the back bedroom. I hadn't made it there, yet, and the bed Kenya had occupied for so many weeks was still there, but it stunk like a sickroom and I couldn't take Lizzy there. My eyes shot around the room, desperately searching for a place, until finally I released her vein and licked the wound closed. The musk of her desire rose around me, driving me mad as her soft lips pressed against my throat.
"Yes, Killian," she breathed. "I need you so much."
With my hand wrapped in her hair I pulled her face to mine and kissed her mindlessly, tongues and teeth clashing. In my haste, I nipped her lip, drawing blood, and I fell to my knees with Lizzy on my lap. Desperately, I pushed my hips up into her core, but it wasn't enough. I needed to feel her wet heat on my cock.
She was yanking on my shirt. I broke off the kiss to help her get it off. Her hands were all over my shoulders and chest as I tugged her coat and shirt off. Her bra fell in pieces on the floor and then her beautiful bare breasts were exposed, the nipples hard. She arched her back, begging silently for my touch. I took her into my mouth, teasing one hard nub with my tongue and then the other. I was so hungry for her I was about to come in my jeans.
Rising up on my knees, I set her down and tugged at the fastening of my pants with one hand while I pushed hers down with the other. She helped me, kicking off her shoes and managing to get one leg off before I was pulling her back on my lap.
Lizzy held herself up, denying me as my fingers dug into her soft hips. "Lizzy," I growled. "I need to be inside of you."
"I know," she whispered as her hand wrapped around my cock.
I almost lost it. Even though she'd said she would come back, I honestly thought I'd never feel her touching me again. I had planned to sit in the hallway of this ruined shack of a house and do nothing until I starved to death.
But now she was here. Her hands were on me and she was sliding me inside of her, her body tightening around me, hot and wet and so, so, sweet.
"Oh, God! Killian," she moaned.
As I guided her with my hands, I couldn't take my eyes off of this perfect woman of mine. My mate. My lover.
My friend.
She threw her head back, arching her back until her long hair brushed my knees, allowing me to sink deeper inside of her. With a hiss, I bared my fangs, then sank them into her breast.
Lizzy cried out, rolling her hips faster, but it wasn't enough.
Holding her still so I wouldn't lose my bite, I curled my body and increased my pace, going deeper, harder, until she was crying out my name, her hands on the back of my head, holding my mouth to her breast.
I growled low as I felt my cock swell to the point of pain. Releasing her breast, I held her tight in my arms as I chased the pleasure she promised me, one arm around her back and the other under her rounded ass.
"Bite me," she moaned. "Please, Killian."
Lizzy exposed her throat. Unable to deny her anything, I did as she asked, hanging on to my control for dear life. I drank, every cell in my body coming alive, charged with her blood until I felt like I was indefinable. A god. Something not of this world. Something that couldn't be contained in this skin. I drank until I felt her entire body tighten, and I growled my encouragement, the little sounds she made right before she was about to come like music in my ears.
I bit deeper and she cried out as her body tightened almost painfully on my cock. With a roar of pleasure, my own orgasm crashed through me.
We sat there for a long time as I rocked my hips against her, not wanting to be apart from her again. I moaned as I removed my fangs from her throat and licked her wound, but I didn't release her from my arms. I couldn't.
"What are you doing here?" I finally asked her.
Her head was heavy on my shoulder. She sighed. "I missed you," she whispered.
"What about your part? You're supposed to be in Austin."
"I didn't like Austin."
My heart beat heavy in my chest. "Why?"
She lifted her head and met my eyes. "Because you weren't there."
I think it stopped beating altogether. I definitely stopped breathing. Only her sudden look of concern made me remember to start again. "I think I lied to you."
The concern in her eyes turned to fear. "About what?"
"I don't think I can live without you, Lizzy. Actually, I know I can't. Because I think I'm falling madly in love with you. And when you were gone…" I trailed off, unable to put into words the hell I’d gone through. “I can’t do this again.” I wanted to tell her more. To tell her what she meant to me, but I didn’t have the words.
