Hunting My Vampire (Immortal Vampire #3)

Chapter 12

Jack

“Who was that?” Kaya asked as soon as she came in.

“Oh, Natania? My assistant?”

“She wouldn’t let me in,” Kaya said, sounding pissed off.

“She’s just protective,” I said dismissively.

Kaya gave me a cool look. “She basically chased me away.She said you were mobbed by ‘groupies’ and refused to call you.”

I teased her. “Are you jealous? Of Natania?”

Not a good move with Kaya

She pulled a face.

“You know, I’m glad this amuses you but I don’t enjoy being treated like trailer park trash so make fun of me all you like, I’m going home.”

She turned around to leave, and I couldn’t believe how quickly she had again taken offense.

“Wait! Don’t go yet, I will have a word with Natania, it won’t happen again.”

She gave me a sarcastic look.

“Look, I’ve had some dinner prepared.”

“You don’t eat dinner.”

“But you do, come on.”

I led her into the dining room where the table had been set for a feast.

She stared at it, but in an impressed way.

“Look, I’m not dressed for this,” she finally said. “I mean, I don’t do fancy dinners. I am a pizza and beer girl.”

This was not going as I had planned at all.

Exasperated, I threw my arms in the air.

“All I wanted to do was to plan a nice evening for us,” I said.

The dining room table had been laid with lace tablecloths and flowers overflowing in vases. Candles lit up the room. I hadn’t seen it like that in longer than I could remember. I’d asked the housekeeper to prepare a small dinner and they had overdone it. It wasn’t who she was and it wasn’t who I was either.

But then, just as I thought the evening was lost, Kaya gave me a strange look.

“I will tell you which room I am interested in,” she said, winking at me. Her voice dropped. “How about you show me your bedroom?”

I almost couldn’t believe my ears.

I held out my hand.

“Do I need to be led there?” she asked me, but her tone was playful.

“Oh, yes,” I said. “The castle is huge. I don’t want you getting lost.”

I took her up the staircase and down the carpeted corridor, leading to the back of the house where my rooms were. I knew Simon was away, so I didn’t worry about running into him. I had my own wing at the back of the castle, with its own entrance and receptions rooms. I had lived here for years, even before my father’s death and even though I could have moved into the main castle now, I still preferred my rooms, which overlooked the lake and forest, and were more intimate.

I stopped outside my room and bowed deeply.

“M’lady,” I said ceremoniously, opening the heavily carved door.

We entered my suite, which had been prepared for the evening with a cozy fire in the fireplace, which I didn’t need for heat so much as atmosphere. The large bed with its ornate four- poster platform was enough to give anyone pause but Kaya took it all in her stride.

“So, where’s your room?”

“Uh…” then I saw she was laughing and I took her in my arms and kissed her. I had been waiting for this moment for so long, I couldn’t bear to be teased any longer.

She drew back, laughing. “It’s beautiful, the room. It really is.”

I shrugged. “It’s just stuff. Nothing compares to you.”

She gave a small smile and kissed me again. I loved the feel of her in my arms, soft and compliant. After the bad start to the evening, the mood was completely restored. It was as if all of that unpleasantness was gone, like a foul smell cleared by clean air. Perhaps it was the trip to the medicine man, or maybe, hopefully, she really was warming to me.

My hands slid over her body, taking off the leather jacket and slipping into her jeans.

“Let’s take it slow, this time,” I said, my voice throaty.

She nodded and didn’t speak.

I took off her top, unclasped her bra and took in the sight of her shapely breasts. Her nipples were small and a rosy pink, like pomegranates. I longed to put them in my mouth and suck them until they became hard. I touched her breasts and cradled them in my hands, my thumbs caressing and brushing over her nipples, feeling them tighten.

I kissed her neck and trailed my tongue down it as I felt her arch her back. She took off her jeans, kicking them away and stepped out of her underwear. I stepped away to look at her. I marveled at the strength of her body, the muscles underneath her skin. I could see the strength in her legs and her taut abdomen.

“You’re so beautiful,” I said in a breathy voice and she laughed, moving towards the bed, teasing me to follow her.

She lay on her back and I watched her for a moment, this flower of human beauty, lying on my bed, ready for the taking. I wanted to savor every moment. She spread her legs open, watching me the whole time, holding my gaze.

“Come here,” she said, slowly trailing her hands over her body. “I want you to come here.”

I lay down next to her, kissing her face gently, moving closer to her mouth. She waited for me, making no move to meet me halfway. When I reached her mouth, she responded quickly, her arms reaching up around my body, pulling me on top of her.

Her kisses were hot and hungry. I could feel her groin pushing against me, asking to be taken. I wanted to wait, make it last as long as possible. I took off my clothes and rubbed my erection against her skin. She moaned as I touched the tip of my cock against her stomach, pubic bone and inner thigh.

I loved the sound of her whimpering, wanting me.

I wanted to make it last as long as possible, to etch this moment in my mind.

I opened her legs wider and leaned in with my head, inhaling her warm, earthy scent, the musk of her, ready for me, a flower waiting to be picked. I kissed her inner thighs and felt her moving towards me, movements of desire and wanting. I licked and sucked and teased her, the inside of the flower, trembling with lust. I found her nub of pleasure and rolled my tongue over her. I heard her moans as she pushed herself into me, demanding more pleasure.

I drew away but her legs closed around my back, pulling me closer, refusing to let me go.

I straightened up, my cock painfully hard, wanting her, wanting to be inside of her. Her legs drew me close, and I slid up over her skin, holding back before I entered her.

“Oh, God,” she moaned.

Her eyes were half-closed, her black hair spread out over the pillow. I drank in the sight of her like this, the beads of sweat on her skin, the heat that came off of her. Her hands clenched, grabbing the sheets as she fought the rising desire.

I held the tip of my cock against her, teasing her, feeling her warmth.

She let out a whimper of longing.

“Please,” she begged me. “Please, don’t wait, don’t wait!”

But I held back, loving the power over her body and her pleasure. There was a part of me that enjoyed this almost more than anything.

Then the moment became too powerful and I couldn’t hold back any more. I slid inside of her, the warm wetness of her engulfing me as I felt all control slip away. It was a fire of want and longing and I had waited so long for this, for her.

Our bodies became as one and an intense current of energy ran between us as our limbs rocked in synergy. She pulled me down, her tongue seeking mine, drawing me deeper into her being as the waves around us built higher and wilder, the heat intensifying.

Then she screamed. I had never heard anything like it. It seemed to pierce the air and shatter the night around us. I wouldn’t have been surprised to see glass shattering and mirrors breaking. It was a scream almost of agony, of a release so deep and white hot that there could be no mistaking its raw, primal source.

As the sound ripped from her, my body corresponded as if it was called to war, rearing up to meet the feverish pace of our blood, rising as one as the tide of ecstasy washed over us, annihilated us.

It was incredible.

I collapsed next to her, exhausted, completely spent.

When I looked at Kaya, her mouth was slightly open, she didn’t appear to be breathing.

She blinked once, then again.

Turning to face me, a slow smile spread over her face.

“That was… amazing,” she said. Then she winked at me. “How long before we can go again?”

Music to my ears.