...“As I remember, you always liked the tang of risk.” He settled her onto the narrow arm of the rail and she felt the wet, clinging drops of mist fasten to her skin. His hand smoothed down over her outer thigh, along the curve of her calf and he unwrapped her legs from around his torso, spreading her wide, staring down hungrily at her wet, glistening center.
“With you it was always dangerous. Always exciting.” She looked at him and felt her nipples screw into pebble tautness, her breasts swelled at the thought of him touching her, of his mouth and tongue questing over her skin. Of feeling him inside her. “Now, Keelan. Now.”
“Not yet.” He stroked a hand over the mound of her full breast, tweaking at a distended nipple. He plucked it between two fingers, twisting it between his thumb and forefinger. She gasped at the sensation which arrowed hotly down to her vagina. “It’s been too long and I want to savor you. Your skin always tasted like the dawn’s dew, drenching me with sweet anticipation. I could never get enough. Like midnight wine, heady and fragrant.”
“And you,” she whispered hotly, “tasted like the forbidden absinthe, addictive, decadent and delectable. Always making me want more and more. Kiss me, Keelan. I have to know this is real.”
He wedged himself between her legs and she felt the length of his thick erection, hidden by his pants. Quickly, she released his cock from the fabric, needing to feel the hard length in her hand, to re-acquaint herself with his flesh. She heard his groan of pleasure as her fingers surrounded him and she wanted to taste him. Would his cum taste differently than it had before he was made vampire? She wanted to find out. She acknowledged and eagerly embraced the dangerous edge of intimacy with a vampire, knowing she walked a very fine line.
He pushed her hands away, shoved her thighs wider and sank into her greedy channel. She was home, at last, yet the feeling was bittersweet. How long could she hold onto this pleasure? He filled her, and her sheath expanded and conformed to him, welcoming him inside her.
He cupped her ass cheeks and then suddenly she was weightless as he lifted them both from the balcony, soaring upward.
“Keelan,” she gasped. “What are you doing?” This was one ability he’d not had as a dark elf.
He pressed her to him. “Something exciting I couldn’t do before. Hold on.”
She gripped him as close as she could, feeling every inch of his cock buried inside her, the damp air surrounding her and whispering across her body, his hands cupping her buttocks. And then she felt the hard rock pressing against her back. He grabbed her wrists, yanked them up and locked them against the cold rock above her head.
Excitement built and curled inside her. She glanced at the ground far below and suddenly an orgasm swamped through her and she screamed with the unexpected pleasure as she convulsed around him, bathing him with her cream.
His unrelenting hands bracketed her arms against the hard granite as she arched against him, overcome with sensations. He felt so much bigger, so very rigid inside her, expanding her beyond what she had known before. Hot and cold magnified as her heart galloped in her chest.
He leaned forward and she felt the sharp edge of his teeth track across her shoulder and up along the column of her neck. The world spun away. The only thing she was aware of was Keelan. His body claiming her, his sharp teeth pressing against the pulsing beat at her neck, his cock spearing her, his hands manacling her. His earthy scent filling her as he possessed every inch of her.
“Yes, Keelan. Take me. Make me yours again. In every way. If it’s my blood you want, take it. Everything I am is yours. I can’t live without you again.”
The pressure of his incisors lessened and he raised his head to look at her, piercing her with their darkness. “Is that what you think? That all this is about your blood? And your permission?”
She rocked her head back and forth. “I don’t care, Keelan. I just need you so much. And I want to give you anything you want. I have to.”
He kept her gaze fastened to his as he circled his hips and the tip of his cock buried deeper inside, touching the heart of her.
“Yes, my love. Yes...”