Page 32 of A Vampire Bewitched
He gave her nothing but a whole lot of silence in answer to her question. No way in hell he was answering that. Hanging his head, his hair hid his features as he stared at the floor, trying to think of a way to change the subject.
She repeated the question. “Nik. What did you mean?”
“Nothing. I didn’t mean anything.” He raised his head, and felt like a bastard as he saw doubt, confusion, and finally self-loathing pass over her face along with a myriad of other emotions.
She swallowed hard. “Are you not affected by me at all?” she asked softly.
The despondency in her voice was all it took to break down his resistance. Her anger he could deal with. Her standoffishness he could deal with. But knowing he was causing her pain, of any sort? He couldnotdeal with that.
Grabbing her hand, he slammed it onto his aching erection. The constant, fucking painful erection he had whenever he was within six feet of her. He groaned aloud at the feel of her touching him even through his jeans. “Does this feel like I’m not affected by you Emma?Doesit?”
Chapter 18
Nik held her hand hard against his cock as he braced himself on the cabinet behind her with his other arm and curled his hips forward, rubbing himself up and down her palm. His head fell forward until his forehead rested on her hair and he drew a ragged breath. Her answering arousal filled his nose until there was nothing else between them. Her heart pounded in his ears as her blood rushed through her veins, just as hard as his.
The taste of her was sharp on his tongue, in spite of the fact he’d just fed. He needed to stop this, before he was unable to. Removing his hand from atop hers, he made to back away, but Emma grabbed him around the waist and pulled him back toward her while that other hand—oh yeah,that other hand—rubbed down his cock to his balls. His head fell back on a gasp as she gently squeezed them.
Holy shit. “Sweetheart, we need to stop.”
“I don’t want to stop,” she said huskily. Moving both hands to the front of his jeans, she undid the button and grasped the zipper with shaking hands, but managed to get it down. As she slid her hands under the waistband and along his hips to push them down, Nik grabbed her wrists, effectively halting her progress. His skin felt tight and his lips were pulled back from fully extended fangs.
With a sound of frustration, she looked up, her eyes widening.
He gritted out, “We have to stop. Now. Or I’m going to bend you over that counter and fuck you.Hard.”
Instead of the effect he was hoping for, his words brought on a fresh surge of the scent of her sex. He felt her trembling, and knew she’d be soaking wet for him. He ached to touch her there, to feel her desire for him. To taste it. A deep growl rose up from low in his throat at the thought.
Leaning forward, she put her nose to his chest. Inhaling him deeply, she whispered, “Nikulas. Please.”
He was losing his inner battle. She was like a soft, curvy 12 gauge, blowing away all of his arguments. Her whispered plea screamed at him to take her. Take her and make her his, and never let her go.
Releasing her wrists, he wrapped his arms around her head and shoulders and pulled her to him, struggling with the war raging within him between his desire and his fear. He heard her soft exhale as she slid her arms around his waist, her slender arms pulling him tighter against her.
A loud pounding at the door made them both jump away from each other. Nik grit his teeth as her face paled with guilt.
“Nik! Let me in!” Aiden shouted from outside.
Back in their own corners, they stared each other down.
Aiden pounded on the door again, “Come on! Open up! The plane is ready.”
Giving Emma a look of betrayal she couldn’t understand, he strode over and entered the code to let Aiden in.
Emma turned around and put her back to the door. Closing the cabinet, she scampered off toward the bedroom just as Aiden climbed up the steps to come inside.
“Hallo, you two! What’s going—”? He stopped as he lifted his nose and got a good whiff of the lingering scents in the air. “Ahhhh…” Smiling from ear to ear, he watched Emma hurrying to the back and then turned to Nik, staring pointedly at his unzipped pants.
“Interrupt something, did I?” His grin widened, and Nik stormed off to the bathroom without a word. The click of the lock echoed through the interior as he heard Aiden say, “Was it something I said?”
Turning on the water as hot as he could stand it, Nik yanked his shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. He let out a hiss as pants and boxer briefs slid over his still raging erection. It sprang free, hanging heavily at the juncture of his hips as he kicked them away and got into the shower stall. He moaned aloud as the spray of water hit him, his abs tightening and his cock kicking up in response. He needed some relief from this, or he was never going to make it to Seattle.
Palming his thick length, he slid his hand up and down the thick shaft. The water made it slick and he squeezed the head as he came to the top. He thought of Emma’s small hand covering him, and his hips started pumping faster of their own accord, his grip tightening as he imagined it was her holding him. His breathing grew harsh and his heart pounded hard and fast.
Nik closed his eyes, and remembered the feel of her perfect little ass in his palm, her soft breasts pressed against his ribs as he kissed her the first time. He remembered sinking his fangs into her lip, her blood on his tongue…
Out of his mind with lust, he turned his head and sank his fangs into his own arm, feeding from himself. Bracing that arm against the wall, he continued to drink as he felt his balls tighten and his cock start to pulse in his hand. He came almost violently, exploding onto the wall in front of him as his whole body surged forward, instinctively looking for his witch.
Nik bit down hard on his arm to smother the roar that erupted from his chest. He rode out his orgasm for long minutes, until finally, with a few last strokes, he released himself. Removing his fangs from his arm, he licked the wound closed and dropped his head. His legs shook as he steadied himself against the side of the stall.
