Unfettered Vampire (Found & Freed: The Unfettered #5)

19. Chapter 19

Chapter nineteen

Morgan

A s soon as the door of the hotel room shuts behind us, Ned and I collide. A storm of touch, kisses, and bodies pressed up tight together. A fervent, burning passion that’s almost desperate.

Meeting his family wasn’t the best. It didn’t go as either of us had hoped. But I have faith it will be something we look back on in the future and laugh about.

And that’s the last bit of attention I’m giving it tonight. Ned is in my arms. We are alone. The kids aren’t going to walk in, because they are safe at home with a babysitter that even Ned begrudgingly can find no fault with, and that the children also approve of.

So I’m officially turning my mind off for the night. Tonight is about pleasure and nothing else.

I have waited far too long for this. I simply cannot wait any longer. I want Ned. I need him. And judging by the frenzied way he is returning my passion, he feels exactly as I do. He wants me just as much as I want him, and the knowledge of that is sending me to dizzying, euphoric heights .

Shedding my clothes feels like breaking free from a chrysalis. I’m discarding the old. I’m being reborn. All in desperation for my naked skin to be against Ned’s.

At first, he is ice against my fire. Then he heats under my touch. My body is warming his, bringing him fully to life, and it is magical and wondrous.

I back him up towards the bed until his legs touch it, and he topples backwards. I fall right with him.

The bed is plump, and the sheets are soft. It is a nice hotel because Ned deserves the best. And oh goodness am I happy with my choice, because he looks splendid spread out naked on the egyptian cotton.

My hand traces over his firm abdomen and finds his cock. He is hard for me. Just from our kissing. The triumph of that runs like electricity through my veins.

My fingers curl around his length, and I start stroking him gently. He moans and his cock swells in my hand.

A grin curls across my face. Seems there is not much to learn about making love to a vampire. It’s all very human. Which means I can put all my skills and experience to good use. I want Ned to be crying out my name, not tolerating the fumbling of a beginner. This is perfect.

I play with his cock. Varying the pressure and tempo. Exploring to find his extra sensitive spots. It has been a long time since I mapped the body of a new lover, but thankfully it seems I haven’t forgotten how. I’m going to learn Ned’s body, every inch of it until I know how to drive him wild. He’ll never want anyone else.

I watch as his hips lift and his legs spread. He is a true bottom, just as I assumed. His deepest pleasure comes from his hole. And I’m very happy to oblige .

I abandon his full and leaking cock to settle with my head between his legs. My hands rest on his thighs and gently coax them to open even more for me.

As soon as my tongue laps at his hole, Ned keens and his back arches. Perfection. I’m going to rock his world and make him scream. Pleasure him until he is a quivering, sobbing mess.

My tongue swirls around and around. As wet as I can make it. Then I change direction. Then I give him long, broad licks over his hole.

He softens. Opens. Flutters. It is all the invitation I need. I slide my tongue inside him. Sinking into his tight, soft flesh.

He wails. I can’t see, but I can picture him throwing back his head, fingers clutching and twisting desperately in the sheets.

I delve and plunder as far as I can go. I swirl around his insides. Then I flick and fuck. In and out, in and out.

He is gasping now. Strangled sobs of joy. It’s music to my ears.

I ease a finger in beside my tongue. He needs deeper and wider, and my tongue can only do so much.

He groans and then whimpers.

I stop. I withdraw from his body and look up at him from between his legs.

“Are you okay?”

He nods with his eyes closed, but then he swears.

“Damn it! I’m not scared like Blue! I’m the grumpy, belligerent one.”

I stroke the soft skin of his inner thigh. “You are allowed to have more than one emotion. Even at the same time. And you are allowed to change. You were belligerent in the past. You don’t have to be now.”

Ned huffs. A noise that is part amusement, part disbelief. I slide up the bed until our heads are nearly touching.

He opens his beautiful eyes and smiles softly. “Sweet and wise.”

I grin back at him.

His expression turns intense. “I want you,” he says, and I can hear the frustration in his voice.

“Do you want to top?” I ask.

His eyes grow impossibly wide and his mouth drops open. It is impossible not to grin at his surprise. I’m not at all offended. I don’t know what it says about me that people are often amazed to learn that I’m vers, but it has happened so often that I accepted it long ago.

Ned’s amazement turns into a beautiful blush. “That’s…um. It’s not really my thing,” he stammers awkwardly.

I smile and caress his arm. “That’s fine by me. I am vers, but I do have a preference for topping.”

Relief flows across his face. Bless him. He really didn’t want to disappoint me. As if he ever could.

“You could still go on top,” I suggest. “I could lie back and you could ride me?”

The look on Ned’s face is priceless. I’m going to memorize it and cherish it forever. Surprise. Delight, and a deep, nearly feral lust. My boy likes my idea.

Grinning, I roll onto my back. I gesture towards my straining cock.

“All yours. ”

Ned laughs. Then he pounces. And oh lord does that make the hairs on the back of my neck rise, as well as making my cock throb. There was something too fast, too graceful in the way he moved as he straddled me. Something that woke all the primal parts of my brain.

My subconscious has finally figured out that the person in my bed is not human. And fuck me. I love it. It is beyond hot. It is scratching an itch that I didn’t know I had.

The look in Ned’s eyes as he stares down at me, pulls a deep groan from me. A wicked smile curls his lips.

His fingers gently curl around the base of my cock, holding me steady. We haven’t got the lube out yet and I’ve only opened him with my tongue, but I trust he knows his own body.

For a moment, I think about condoms. But then I remember Ned explaining how vampires can’t catch or carry human diseases. I’m going to have the pleasure of having Ned bareback, and just the thought of that is nearly enough to send me over the edge.

The very tip of my cock notches against his hole. I groan again. Ned’s eyes flutter closed, but mine are staying open. I’m not missing one second of this.

Ned lets out a long, soft exhale. Then he lowers himself. Soft, tight flesh pushes against my tip. Then the flesh spreads. It opens. Ned’s body welcomes me in. The tip of my cock is encased in glorious heat.

There is some more pressure. I feel his tight ring of muscle fully surrender as Ned takes more of me into himself. He gasps. I study his face closely. I’m pretty sure that was a happy gasp.

My hands rest gently on his hips. He sinks a little lower. Taking another inch of me .

I groan and fight to keep my hips still. I want all of him. I need him to slide all the way down and take all of me. I want to be buried balls deep in Ned, experiencing that tight, soft heat and pressure over all of my cock. But Ned needs to take this at his own pace. And a pleasure delayed, is a pleasure intensified.

He moans and works himself a little lower, allowing my cock to burrow a little deeper. My hands tighten on his hips. Does he need my help to control this slow descent? No, I don’t think he does. But I think he is enjoying my grip on him.

He lowers himself a little more and fireworks start igniting in my mind. Pleasure burns bright and golden in my gut. I’m sweating and groaning. My heart is racing and all I am doing is lying here.

Ned makes a noise of pure carnal desire, and he slides all the way down. His soft ass cheeks are resting on the top of my thighs. He is fully seated. Every inch of my cock is buried deep within him. He feels incredible. Amazing. This is like heaven on earth.

He pants for a moment, and a terrible whine escapes me. I could watch him for eternity, but my body is desperate for movement, for friction.

Ned opens his eyes and rewards me with a benevolent smile.

“You feel so good,” he whispers.

“So do you, baby, so do you.”

Ned shudders. He moans. Then he moves.

More graceful than a dancer. Lifting up, slamming down. Taking my cock and riding me. I gurgle. I groan. I gasp. He is so very beautiful.

His hands roam over his own body as he rides. One works up to his hair and runs through it as his head tilts back in a look of pure ecstasy.

He picks up the pace and I’m done for. My orgasm detonates. I’ll apologize later, but there is no earthly way to hold back this storm.

As I grunt and writhe and fill his ass with thick ropes of cum, Ned starts to cry out and spasm too. Oh fucking hell, that is so hot. I’ve taken him with me, or he is following me over the edge. Whichever it is, we are cumming together.

The crescendo of joy slowly recedes. Ned looks down at me as I pant heavily. My softening cock is still nestled inside him.

“I was hoping we could go for longer,” he says sheepishly.

I chuckle, and he gasps at the movement.

“The night is young, baby. The night is young.”