N. Walters - Damek's Redemption

He let Sonia feel what he was experiencing—the heat, the clawing need, the desperation. He held nothing back.

She gasped and her pussy spasmed around his cock, wringing a groan from him. He wanted to fuck her long and hard, to take her slow and easy, spending hours lingering on every inch of her body. But now was not the time for either. Sonia was still recovering and he wanted her too badly.

“Oh, Damek,” she sighed. “I need you too.”

He sat up, driving his cock even deeper. This was indeed heaven. Nothing had ever felt this good, this right, in his life. She wrapped her legs around his hips and began to rock. The motion rubbed her distended nipples against his chest and she cried out.

He caught her head in his hands. “You know what I want.” The image was as clear as day in his head. He wanted to drink from her as she drank from him and he wanted to do it as they both orgasmed.

“Yes.” She tilted her throat back, offering it to him. “God, yes.”

He growled and knew he would kill anyone who tried to stop him, tried to take her from him. They moved as one, their bodies rocking, pushing toward release. Her skin glowed and he could smell her arousal, sweet and potent. Her low cries of pleasure, the sensual slide of their skin, only served to push his lust to greater heights.

Damek caught a hank of her wild curls in his hand and eased her head to one side. Her pale skin called to him and he leaned down and raked his fangs over it, tasting the salty heat. “Yes!” she cried. “Harder.” She ground her pelvis against his and he could wait no longer.

Sharp fangs pierced her skin and blood filled his mouth. Sonia cried out, twisted her head slightly and then he felt the hard punch of her fangs against his neck. She sucked hard, taking his blood into her.

He drank from her as his orgasm shot straight from his balls out the tip of his cock, filling her. Sonia cried out, her inner muscles clutching at his shaft, milking it until there was nothing left. She shuddered and shook in his arms, but he held her tight, keeping her safe. He would always keep her safe.

There was so much he wanted to say to her but didn’t know where to begin. He felt vulnerable enough without pouring his heart out to her.

Sonia showed much more courage than him. She released him, closing the puncture wounds on his neck while he did the same with her. “I love you.” She captured his face in her hands and stared deep into his eyes, into his soul. “I don’t want you to feel responsible for me. I know you never planned to make this relationship permanent, but were forced into it by circumstance. I only ask that you let me stay long enough to learn what I need to learn.”

He nodded slowly and gently closed his mind to her, needing to get his balance again. I love you. He said the words in his mind but made sure his thoughts were shielded so she could not hear them. Cowardly, perhaps, but he didn’t like feeling vulnerable.

“I fear,” he began, and felt her withdrawal from him. But he would not allow it and banded his arms around her waist, keeping her close. “I fear it will take centuries for you to learn all you need to know.”

Sonia stopped trying to pull away and a smile played at the corners of her mouth. “Centuries?”

He solemnly nodded. “At the very least. Probably longer.”

Sonia longed to hear Damek say the words aloud, longed to hear him say he loved her. She thought she remembered him saying it to her when she was dying, but she couldn’t be sure. Maybe she’d imagined the words in her head. Her memories of that time were disjointed and fuzzy. Probably just as well. She wasn’t sure she wanted to remember dying. Damek’s actions were those of a man in love even if he hadn’t given her the words. For now, that was enough.

Her body was still pulsing from the most explosive orgasm she’d ever had. Every time she and Damek came together it just got better and better. She could still taste his sweet, potent blood on her tongue and savored the flavor. His cock still pulsed inside her body, a reminder of his blatant masculinity.

There was no one like Damek. He was unique and he was hers. She wasn’t letting him go and considering what he’d just said, she didn’t think he wanted her to let him go. “Then I guess I should stay with you.”

He buried his face in the curve of her neck and held her so tight she feared her ribs would crack. He was so lonely, her vampire, yet too proud to ask for what he needed. It was a good thing she wasn’t afraid to take what she wanted.

When he finally eased up on his crushing embrace, she leaned back slightly so she could see his handsome, beloved face. “I want to go home for a visit.” She thought about the logistics. “I’ll need to quit my job and pack up my things. I can leave the furniture there so we’ll have a place when we visit. My apartment is right next to my parents, right next to my brothers too. I told you we all had apartments in the same building, didn’t I?”

“You want us to stay with your parents?”

He sounded so appalled by the idea she laughed. “Not with them. I’ll keep my apartment, but I’ll pack my personal belongings and bring them here.” She glanced around the room. “I may need to make some changes.”

Damek rolled suddenly, taking her under him. He loomed above her, large and powerful and hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled when she felt his erection growing again. My guy has a fast recovery time.

He threw back his head and laughed and she realized he’d heard her thoughts. “I thought that too loudly, didn’t I? I’ve got to work on that,” she muttered.

Damek leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips and nose. “I hope not. I find your thoughts endlessly fascinating. And you can change anything you want. In fact, I think we should move, find another apartment and have it renovated to your specifications.”

She gasped and shook her head. “That would cost too much. This place will be fine with a few modifications. We might be vampires, but I refuse to live with all this black. I am Greek. I need color and plants and life.”

He grinned and shook his head at her. “Money is no object. I have more than you could ever spend.”

Sonia laughed. “Good to know, but I am frugal. Blame my upbringing. We work hard and we do not waste.”

Damek began to move his hips, pressing his erection inward before easing it almost all the way out. “Glad to hear you don’t believe in waste, because it would be a sin to waste this.” He powered inward, his hard cock filling her, leaving no doubt as to what this was.

“Waste not, want not. That’s my motto.”

He nuzzled her face and chuckled. “I’m glad to hear that.” He stroked in and out again and whispered in her ear. “You are mine, Sonia. Now and always.”

How she wanted to hear him whisper that he loved her. But she was patient and could wait. There was plenty of time for their relationship to grow and flourish. Her vampire was used to being alone, was not used to being able to depend on another. Although he would deny it, she knew trust was an issue with him. With time, he would learn what it meant to be loved and to love in return. She would teach him if it took her an eternity.

She clutched at his shoulders and lifted her hips to meet him. “I love you, Damek. Forever.”

There was no more talking as they found bliss once again.

Damek held a glass of ouzo in his hand and wondered how in the hell his life had changed so quickly in such a short time. He was a thousand-year-old vampire and he had…in-laws. And a huge extended family. He shuddered to think about it.

Even his chauffeur, Jerome, had been taken into the Agostino family and was currently enjoying the feast the entire family had set out for their arrival.