One Immortal - Tia Louise Page 0,86

a soft shade of pink bloom in her cheeks. The hand that was on my face is now covering her mouth, but she’s smiling. Her eyes crinkle, and two streaks of water trace into her temples.

“Come here,” I growl, clutching her to me.

A slim arm snakes around my chest, and she holds me tightly. It’s all the response I need. My breathing slowly calms, and after several moments of simply holding each other, she wiggles to free herself again. Of course, I let her go.

“You love me?” Her smile is contagious.

“I just said I did.” My voice is gruff. “You might as well be walking around with a bulls eye taped to your back. Every revenge-seeking bloodsucker in the—”

Her soft lips cover mine as she pushes up and over me. I roll onto my back, allowing her to take control, forgetting whatever the hell I was saying. Her legs straddle my waist, and she’s holding my face, kissing me roughly, biting my lip before covering my mouth again and plunging her tongue inside.

I notice her cool fingers fumbling down behind us to my dick. No worries there—as soon as she started kissing me like I was a gourmet meal waiting to be consumed, my erection roared back to life. One little lift, a slight repositioning of our bodies, and…

“Yes!” she cries. I groan loudly, back in heaven. She’s so hot, so wet and clenching, and she’s riding me like we’re winning the race of a lifetime.

Melissa sits up straight, her beautiful hips rocking like a dancer’s. Her long hair falls over her shoulders, and the tips curl around her beaded nipples.

“Fuck me,” I groan, clutching her ass. “You’re a fucking goddess.”

She moves faster still. Her small hand drifts between her legs, and her slim fingers circle fast. She’s working her clit furiously, and nothing is more erotic than the sight of my beautiful lady getting off on me.

“I can’t last,” I groan.

It’s too much. This time I’ve lost all control. My fangs extend before I can stop them. I move her hard, grinding her pelvis against mine as the force of my climax lifts my hips off the bed.

“Oh, god!” She wails, arching forward with the power of her orgasm.

Her fingers still circle, and I feel every spasm of pleasure deep inside her. She’s massaging and pulling me, and I never want it to end.

The haze gradually clears. My angel laughs weakly, collapsing against my chest. Her cheek is warm on my cool skin; the top of her head is under my chin. I wrap her in my arms and close my eyes, holding on tightly as my body returns to normal, my fangs retract. Yes, Melissa, I love you more than my lust for blood.

Contentment fills my veins with every heartbeat. We breathe together, coming down from that amazing place. She takes a deep breath, circling her nail in the light hairs on my chest.

“Does this mean you’ll change me now?”

My brow pulls together, and I answer fast. “No.”

Her head pops up, and she’s frowning. “Why not? I want you to change me. I want us to be together forever.”

Pushing against the mattress, I rise to a sitting position, my back against the headboard. She sits back to face me, pulling the sheet across her breasts.

“I love you!” She’s emphatically cute, claiming my heart with her declaration, and I fight the urge to slide that damn sheet away again. “I’ve waited here for you, miserable, for months! And now…” Her voice breaks.

Is she starting to cry? “Hey,” I whisper, catching her chin. “Why are you crying? I won’t leave you again.”

Pulling her face away, she wipes her eyes roughly. “I’m not crying. I’m just… having a lot of emotions. For one, I was almost killed then you walked in… Now this—”

Leaning forward, I stop her with a gentle kiss, capturing those full lips I love. She holds on a moment longer, touching my cheek. I take another hit of her amazing scent before sitting against the headboard once more. Her chin drops, and she studies her hands in her lap.

“Look at me,” I say softly. She doesn’t at first. “Melissa.” Slowly her face rises, and I smile. “I love you, and I’m never going to leave you. And I won’t doom you to this existence.”

“It wouldn’t be doom if we were together.”

“I won’t take away your chance to have children, watch them grow up—”

Her jaw drops and her eyes go round. “You think I’ll stop loving you?”

“That’s not what