head. “No, I don’t want you to go.”
A sweet smile swept across his face as he began to lean in. “That is all I need to hear.” Then, he laid his lips against mine.
I let him explore my mouth. The familiarity of it was something I had missed too.
Kellen knew how to kiss me. He understood what it took to build me up until I couldn’t think of anything except being consumed by his body.
After a swirl with his tongue, he slowly backed away and opened his eyes just an inch away from my face. “You may keep a consort,” he said gently.
I laughed quietly at the word. I doubted Chase would appreciate being declared a consort. I’d known many vampires who did keep one or two around. Some were humans they had grown comfortable with, some lovers they just considered meals.
As much as I doubted Chase would agree to this, it surprised me even more that Kellen would offer such a thing. “That wouldn’t bother you?”
Kellen arched an equivocal brow as arrogance flashed through his eyes. “Am I threatened by a mortal, is that what you ask?”
“Knowing that I love him?” I wasn’t sure what his take would be on this. He was never partial to me having mortal lovers. He had them himself. Centuries of being alive called to stir up the sheets on occasion and I knew he wouldn’t object to my being with Chase. It was the feelings I gained for him that caused me to question if Kellen would be willing to accept.
He ran his fingers gingerly up my arm and it tickled all across my skin. His fangs had released from his gums and showed his mind was not on this conversation and instead on my body being so close to his. “Your heart has the ability to love many, I know that of you. If it pleases you to share time with this mortal then why would I object to that?”
With those few words, I understood why this wouldn’t bother him. Chase was a mortal. It wasn’t eternal. If it was, I doubted Kellen would be so tolerant. But before I could respond, he grabbed me by the arms and yanked me over the gear shift and onto his lap as he began to lavish my mouth with his talented kisses.
Nothing in me would refuse him. Hearing those words pour from his mouth filled my heart immensely and to be reunited with him burned in my body. I squirmed against him, rubbed against his hard erection, which caused Kellen to growl in response. He reached forward and pulled on my jacket.
His vampire strength was no match against the cotton suit. Quickly, the coat was shredded around me.
As he placed his mouth on my neck, I angled my head back and moaned at the familiarity of it.
He knew every spot on me that increased my pleasure. He didn’t miss a single spot now. He licked his way along my neck while his fangs trailed in its wake and sent an edge of pure desire through me.
I knew what he wanted, what he craved. I angled my head slightly to the side to allow him the right and he immediately nudged it further with his forehead. His breath grew raspy, and with a final lick, he sank his fangs deep into my neck.
My breath rushed out at the initial intrusion, then changed entirely. I felt like I was reborn. I began to grind against him harder, swirled my hips so that his cock could connect with my body. He groaned deeply as he greedily drank from my neck and soon I was spiralling in glorious sensual gratification. It’d been so long since anyone fed from me—too long.
After a long, hard pull on my blood, he licked my throat to close the penetration marks and I shuddered above him. He drew away, met my gaze and retracted his fangs as a dribble of blood rested on his bottom lip. I leaned forward and with a slow long lick, I lapped it up. His eyes flared to burn red-hot.
“I cannot wait any longer,” he growled. “I need to see you.”
He grabbed onto my shirt, moments away from tearing it to shreds when I latched onto his hands and stopped him. “I need this shirt.” I meant to sound firm but it came out as a soft purr.
“Then off with it.”
I kept my gaze focused on his while I unbuttoned my shirt slowly, punishing him. I enjoyed it—took