Chained - Zara Novak Page 0,56

left me never wanting to be away from him.

Now I just needed that one last thing. His seed inside of me.

“Come for me,” I begged, clenching tight to try and milk his cock dry. “Fill me, master. Fill me!”

I was so delirious with need that I didn’t care what words came out of my mouth. I just needed to feel him explode.

And I did.

With one last swell I felt his cock grow and harden. A final thrust buried him all the way and he held there, kissing me while his cock erupted in my pussy. I came all over again, my entire body tensing up so tight that I felt like I had taken off into another plane of existence.

He pumped deep, filling me with bursts of glorious molten fire.

In that entire time I clung to his body, rasping my elation through my hoarse throat and keeping my nails clamped firmly into the broad muscle of his back. I hummed with pleasure; I savored the feeling of his fingers as they delicately brushed the matted hair from my forehead.

We kissed, both joined together as one, the outside world a mere shadow in our memories, our two bodies the only objects in existence.

Bliss.

It came to a stopping point as I felt the last dregs of tension float away from my body. Every muscle relaxed and I sank into the mattress, feeling as if I was glowing from head to toe. I was floating somewhere far above human realms. Contentment was my ship, and I was fixed to its mast, the strong arms of my master wrapped around me, holding me while we soared over magnificent golden waters.

He rolled onto his back, pulling me into his torso and putting his arm around me. For the longest time we just lay there like that together, staring up at the ceiling in a silence that had never sounded so perfect before.

I was the first one to break it.

“That was amazing,” I whispered. “Like, utterly amazing.”

I saw him look at me and smile. He traced the fingers of his right hand down my side. “It sure was. You are mine now, completely and utterly. Nothing can ever change that.”

For the first time I found myself liking the sound of that. There was no hesitation, no murmur of protest from the other girl in my head, the girl that I had been when I first got here.

I was his. He was mine. That was what I wanted now.

“Why am I so tired?” I said while stifling a yawn.

Vincent just smiled again. “Being with vampires isn’t so easy for humans at first. We are more physical, more aggressive. There is more force and speed. Each time is a real workout. You’ll develop a strength for it.”

“I’m ready to go again,” I purred, but even as I said the words, I felt my eyelids growing heavy. They pulled down, leading me with the temptation of sleep.

“I’m sure you are, slave,” Vincent said. “But there will be plenty of time for me to claim every inch of you, all over, over and over again.”

“Promise?” I said wearily. With each inhale I savored the scent of his body. That comforting musk felt like home now. He was warm against my skin. I was safe now. He would protect me.

“What’s the point in having a slave if you don’t use her?” he said with a smile. I nestled in against him and felt at one. At some point my fatigue overcame me. Even though I was tired I tried to stay awake because I wanted to savor that moment while lying there next to him. It felt strangely perfect, like I had always meant to end up here.

It was still dark when I next opened my eyes. I rolled over and realized I was still in Vincent’s bed, but he wasn’t there beside me.

I was alone.

I sat up at once and called for him. The room was almost pitch-black. Silver moonlight pitched through the large windows at the room’s end, offering the only source of light.

“Vincent?” I said, detecting the trace of worry in my own voice. It was weird, but it almost felt painful to be away from him now. I was already starting to feel panicked, but then I heard him respond.

“Here,” he answered. I looked across the dark room and saw the bright points of his red eyes, glinting back at me in the darkness like cat’s eyes. My vision adjusted to the dim light and just about