Her eyes widened. “Who?”
“My cousin, Vlad.”
If possible, her eyes grew wider. “You mean, he…the Vlad is your cousin? That Vlad?”
“Don’t believe everything you read in a book, love. Almost every word he said to that old hack was a lie. Pure fantasy. But a little thing like that didn’t stop people from hunting us.”
“Okay, I was nervous before, but now… You’re family is famous. You—I…”
“Willow,” Seth interrupted.
“Yes, Seth?” She was clearly distracted by his revelations.
“You’re thinking too much.”
“Then help me to stop.” She lowered her head to his for a kiss.
“That, love, will be my pleasure.” He still felt hungry, still had the desire to drink from her, but the aching pain had ceased. And now that he knew he had an eternity to be with her, to taste and love her, his hunger seemed to ease.
Chapter Twelve
Willow smiled as she watched Seth bring in the final boxes of her clothes.
“I don’t think your sister likes me very much,” he grumbled, remembering the way Roxy had yelled at him.
“Of course she doesn’t. She’s scared you’re going to break my heart. You should have heard what she had to say when she found out I was moving in with you. She’s not going to believe that you proposed until she sees us actually getting married. She warned me that I was making a mistake,” Willow said, clearly enjoying being able to tease him. “And she couldn’t believe I wouldn’t take my job back. She wanted to know how you got my boss to admit he was lying.”
“What did you tell her?”
“I told her you showed him your teeth,” she teased again.
“Willow…” He scolded her menacingly, giving a mock growl.
“She thinks I was joking, calm down.” Putting the box in her arms down, she approached him. “I have a surprise for you.”
“You are all the surprise I could ever need.” Leaning down he kissed her lips tenderly.
“Then does that mean you don’t want to know what it is?”
“Hell no,” he laughed.
To his delight, Willow echoed the sound, giving the throaty laugh he loved. “You have to catch me first.” Without looking back at him, she turned and ran down the hall.
Looking at the box in his hands he smiled as he dropped it and easily caught up to her. Scooping her up into his arms, he carried her into their bedroom. No matter how many times he thought it, he couldn’t stop the smile that came to his face when that phrase came up. Their room. He wasn’t alone any more.
“No fair, you cheated.”
“Haven’t you heard, all’s fair in love, sweetheart.”
“Yeah, but you used your superpowers. And I don’t have any.” She pouted in his arms but didn’t struggle to remove herself from his embrace.
Seth had to fight to repress his chuckle. He knew she was only teasing. “Now that just isn’t true. You have much more power than I do,” he said, playing along.
“I do? What powers?” Her hands rested lightly on the back of his neck, her fingers playing with his hair.
“Well, you have total and complete power over my heart.”
“Good answer.” Leaning in, she rested her head on his chest.
“Penny for your thoughts. No, wait, that’d be wrong. Kiss for your thoughts?”
“Just thinking. I did have to finally fess up about what you were wearing at the bar that first night.”
“I always thought ladies didn’t play kiss and tell.”
“Yeah, but it’s one of the rules. And well, I didn’t tell them everything that happened between us.”
Even through his shirt he could feel her face heat up. “Anything else?”
“Yes. I was wondering how fast we could get these clothes off—without ruining them, Seth—so you could make love to me.”
That was all the invitation he needed. In one smooth motion he managed to pull her shirt off and lower his mouth to hers. As his tongue delved into her mouth, he freed her br**sts. Ending the kiss, he helped her stand. Lowering the blasted jeans she insisted on wearing, he paused to place a tender kiss on her hip a second before he started nibbling on it. He smiled against her flesh as her hands twisted in his hair.
Pulling her back to his lap, Seth removed the rest of her clothing, pausing only when she tugged on his shirt. Standing, he tore away at his own pants, uncaring if they were destroyed. They were ruined for a good cause. Willow joined him, her hands resting on his chest. Picking her up, he laid her gently on the bed before lying down beside her and kissing her deeply. His tongue thrust into her mouth, an imitation of what his body was screaming it wanted. He didn’t stop until she was moaning beneath him.
Lifting his head from her body, he ignored her whimpers. Tracing a trail down to her breast with his tongue, he teased her nipple, allowing his teeth to lengthen and graze against the tight bud before his tongue swirled around it.
Her hiss of pleasure was the only encouragement he needed to continue.
He trailed kisses between her br**sts, over to the other nipple, teasing it while his hand stroked then raised her leg. As he suckled on her, his thumb delved between her folds, circling and teasing her clit. Within minutes she was writhing beneath his hands and mouth. When his finger slid inside her, Willow arched her neck and back, trying to get closer to him. He teased her, bringing her body close to orgasm then slowing his movements, prolonging the moment, the torture.
Pulling his finger out, he slid his c*ck into her, holding himself still once he was buried deep inside, driving her crazy. He knew she was close, that his entry had nearly caused her to orgasm.
Clawing at his back, she tried to entice him to move, but he remained frozen, once again denying her orgasm.
When he finally began to thrust, he was slow and gentle. “What’s the rush, sweetheart? We have all night,” he whispered against her mouth. Hell they had all eternity.
As their pleasure began to increase, Seth didn’t try to hide the slight changes in him. He’d been surprised to discover that the subtle changes actually seemed to arouse his mate rather than repulse her. She seemed to revel in making him lose control. And he loved seeing that wild side of her.
Willow ran her tongue over his teeth, causing them to lengthen and sharpen as he kissed her then nibbled on her neck. Seth’s teeth slid easily into her flesh as he took a quick sip of her blood then closed the wound.
“You are so addictive,” he murmured against her flesh. “Gods, how am I supposed to control myself around you?”
Tangling her hands into his hair, she tugged until he was looking into her eyes.
“I want to taste you.”
“Sweetheart, as unbelievable as that sounds I have to decline. This time,” he added. “I’m quite happy where I am,” he told her, thrusting into her a little more forcefully and causing her grip on his hair to tighten as a moan of pleasure escaped her.
“Not like that. I want to taste your…” Her voice trailed off as she raised her head and bit his shoulder.
“Are you sure?” His body stilled.
“That was what I wanted to tell you before you distracted me. Your surprise. I’ve thought about it a lot. I want to spend the rest of your life with you, not just the rest of mine. And hey, just because it isn’t sexual doesn’t mean it can’t be. I want it to be…pleasant,” she told him. “So I’ll enjoy doing it. And I can’t think of a more appealing time.”
“If you’re sure…”
“I am,” she assured him.
Nodding, he allowed one of his fingernails to lengthen and used it to create a deep slash at the base of his neck, over his pulse.
As Willow lifted her head and began to drink from him, Seth thrust inside of her again. Both groaned deep in their throats as both her suckling and his thrusts became more forceful.
Unwilling to release his neck, even to scream with pleasure from her orgasm, Willow bit down instead. The action made him growl as he thrust into her then collapsed.
“Gods, is that what you feel?” he asked, his voice shaky.
Willow released his neck and kissed him, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. When the kiss ended she quickly licked his wound, watching in amazement as it closed before her eyes.
“It worked. Okay, that was cool,” she told him almost distractedly, before she licked the trail of blood that had dripped down his chest.
When she finished, Seth leaned his head against her shoulder and chuckled. “I love you, Willow.”
“Good, because I am completely in love with you. And just for the record, if I find you doing this biting thing with any other girl, you’re dead meat faster than you can say ‘all-you-can-eat-day-at-the-blood-bank’.”
“Never, my love. You are the only woman I will ever want for the rest of my life.”
“That’s good to know. Now, show me how much you missed me,” she told him, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
“Isn’t that what I’ve been doing?” he asked, playing along. “How much proof do you need? You were only away for two days this time…”
“No. That was just to ease the tension.” Smiling, she pushed on his chest then climbed on top of him. “You, sir have created an insatiable need inside of me. Now, you must suffer the consequences.”
Sighing deeply, he used his best martyred voice. “Well, if I must…” He knew his smile ruined the effect. “Or, you can show me just what you want.” Lifting her to her knees, he guided her down onto his cock. “Show me the wild lover that hides deep inside of you.”
Seth watched Willow’s head fall backward, felt her hair tickling his thighs. Placing both hands on her hips, he tried to keep her movements slow.
Groaning, he knew he was in heaven when she lifted her hands to her own br**sts. Cupping them, she teased him as she played with herself. His eyes were half-closed, as he enjoyed the show. One hand left her breast, resting behind her on his thigh. Above him, she arched her back, grinding against him as her golden hair fell between his legs. Long seconds later, he felt her nails scraping lightly against his balls. Her free hand moved to his and guided it to where they were joined.
Thrusting down, she guided his fingers to touch her, much as he had on their first night together.
“I love feeling you touch me,” she moaned, her movements speeding up as his fingers plucked at her clit.
She released him, her hands moving to score his chest.
“Please don’t ever stop touching me like this.” She cried out, her muscles tightening around him. “God, Seth, don’t stop.”
Her contractions pulled an orgasm from him. Thrusting as deeply as possible given their position, he growled as he came.
“Ah, love, you do not know what you do to me,” he whispered when he could speak again.
“Yes I do, because you have the same effect on me.” Snuggling down onto his chest she sighed. “I’ve never felt safer than I do in your arms.”
“I’m glad. You are truly a gift from the Moon Goddess to me.”