Claire watched Eric as he paced across their bedroom, rehearsing his speech, clutching the paper tightly in his hands. She sat at her dressing table, watching him through the mirror as she got ready. The corner of her lips twitched with amusement the longer she watched him. It might have been the first time she’d seen him this nervous.

Placing her brush down, she swiveled on her seat and rose to face him. “You know dear, if I didn’t know any better I’d say that you were slightly nervous.”

Eric stopped mid-sentence and looked up from his papers at Claire. “Huh? Oh. Not nervous… I just feel as if this is important. Today has to go right. Our very future could be in jeopardy.”

Nodding, Claire stalked across the room and met her vampire prince, taking much care to rake her eyes over his glorious form. He was dressed in smart black trousers and wore a white vest that clung tightly to the muscle of his torso. He looked his usual handsome self. Full jaw, sparkling red eyes, head of neatly cropped jet-black hair. One look never failed to make her stomach feel as if she were falling. She sunk her teeth into her bottom lip, imagining what it would be like to undress him.

“Our future is secure as the foundations of this castle,” Claire said as she settled a hand onto his shoulder. She brushed her palm down his chest and stepped closer, closing the distance between their bodies. A slight whimper escaped her lips. She wanted him, but that was no different than usual.

Eric let his hand drop to his side, turning his head as he looked at his mate. “I know that look…” Papers rustled as they dropped to the stone floor by Eric’s side, he circled his hands around Claire’s waist and pressed his body against hers firmly. Leaning forward, his lips brushed the flesh of her throat and he bit down on her ear gently, sending sparks of warmth across her skin. She let out a slow and throaty groan, tipping her head back as his lips kissed her.

“You’re a naughty girl, Miss Eldridge,” Eric said, sending pleasant shivers down her spine. She swore his voice alone would have been enough to make her come. It certainly got her hot and ready down there. Claire’s thighs tensed at his deep baritone whispered across her ear, clenching in want for him. “You’re going to make me very late…”

“Then let us be late,” she whispered back to him, tilting her head forward and pressing her lips hard against his. Eyes closed, she threaded her hands through his thick black hair and moaned through closed lips as he kissed her long and hard. Her tongue found his and they moved around each other, twisting, flicking, tasting.

They broke away and the world swam with dizziness for a moment. His hands were held firmly on either side of her face, his own face just mere inches from hers. His sparkling reds flicked between her eyes and her lips. She smoothed her lips together in anticipation, projecting one thought forward into the ether with her lust laden eyes.

Fuck me daddy.

His brow flickered above his sparkling red eyes, indicating that he’d heard the message. He could read her mind if she wanted to, and right now she wanted him to, but he didn’t have to be a mind reader to know what she wanted.

Eric guided his hands around the back of her waist and squeezed hard, tugging his hips against the damp spot at the top of her legs. Claire let out another primal groan of want, wriggled free from his grasp and stepped back. His eyes faltered slightly as he watched his mate step back.

“Is something the matter?” he asked. “Please don’t tell me you’re teasing me. I can’t bear it.”

Heat smoldered from Claire’s gaze as she looked the vampire up and down. “Oh, I’m definitely not teasing. I just have a little surprise I wanted to show you. I was saving it for later, but I just don’t think I can wait any longer…”

Intrigue filled Eric’s gaze, and he sunk his teeth into his lower lip as he looked his mate up and down, wondering what she had prepared for him. Claire took another step back and smiled to herself gently. She wore a tight-black dress that ran the length of her body, accentuating her curves, obscuring every inch of her flesh save for a small triangle-shaped patch just below her neck. There she wore an emerald green locket that had been gifted to her by Eric just a few days before.

Lifting her hands, she found the zip hidden at the side of her dress and pulled it all the way down to her thigh. The next second she had slipped the dress from off her torso and twisted her hips to let it fall down to the ground, revealing the full set of white lingerie she was wearing underneath. Eric’s eyes filled with black at the sight, and she noticed his trousers had grown very tight around the crotch. His mouth dropped, jaw hung open like a daydreamer.

“What’s the matter?” Claire asked innocuously as she looked down at her body. “Don’t you like it?” Claire had never been one to try anything so racy before she’d got with Eric. She’d never been a fan of her curvy body before meeting the vampire. She’d never had the confidence to try anything like this. Her last year with Eric had been an adventure in sexual discovery however. The gorgeous vampire worshipped the very ground she walked on, making her feel wanted and protected every day.

Eric stared at her, his jaw still hanging open. The only color left in his eyes was now a thin sliver of crimson red around his wide black pupils. “I like it…” he managed, almost sounding as if he choked on the words. “I like it a lot…”

Rushing forward, the vampire crushed her in his muscular grasp, pushing his lips against hers again as his hands moved across her body. His strong palms felt wonderful against her skin, squeezing against the white lace that hugged her curves. Smoothing, spanking, sliding under the fabric of her panties and brushing over her slick folds.

They spiraled across the room in a fury of drunken passion. One minute they were stood in the center of the large room, the next thing Claire knew she had fallen back onto the bed, weight propped on her elbows as she looked up at the vampire standing before her. Eric undressed quickly, stripping his vest from his muscular torso and dropping his trousers to the floor, climbing over her, wearing nothing but a pair of tight black briefs that barely contained the python lurking between his legs.

Their lips found each other’s again and then his mouth was working down her body, kissing her breasts, dancing across her stomach. A second later he was perched between her thighs, pushing his tongue against her pussy through her lace underwear.

“Oh God,” Claire moaned, her hips lifting from the bed as her sex longed to be near him. “I love you, Eric.”

“I love you too, kitten,” he purred, wrapping his thumbs around the waistline of her panties and tugging them all the way down her legs. His hands pressed her thighs apart, and then his lips were on her in an instant, pulling a loud and long moan of appreciation from her mouth.

“Oh God, Eric!” Claire’s hand scrunched at the bedding as her mate fucked her pussy with his tongue. He had a maddening way of teasing her by going slow, but neither of them had the patience for that today. His strong tongue brushed up her wet line, pushing forward as he slipped inside of her, tasting, tickling, throbbing. The next minute his full lips were pursed around her bud, sucking gently as his finger slid inside of her.

Claire’s eyes opened wide as the thick pad of his finger found her spot, and a few minutes later she was coming hard. She came with her breath shaking, lips rounded, body tensed as the fire sparked across her body. Her lust drunk lover came up a moment later to taste her lips again and she wrapped her hand around his head, forcing his lips against hers, sucking her juices from his sweet and delicious skin.

“Now it’s my turn,” she said as she pushed him onto his back and rolled over to straddle him in an instant. She practically ripped his briefs from his body and now she sat atop his naked body, with her hands pressed against his muscular torso. She looked down at the thick meat of his cock and wrapped a hand around it, stroking her palm up and down his shaft slowly.

“Oh baby,” he moaned while slipping his hands behind his head. Claire shuffled forward on his body, hovering her hips over his, pulling his cock back and nestling the thick tip against her glistening folds. His eyes flared as she pushed down against him, swallowing his cock with her tight and dripping pussy.

The vampire squeezed his hands tight around her waist, thrusting his hips up and pulling her down to bury himself as deep as he could. Claire dropped her head back, moaning long and low as she felt herself tensing around the pillar of hot marble inside of her.

She pulled her hips up until his tip was kissing the edge of her pussy, then she rolled them back again, driving herself all the way to his base. The vampire groaned loudly, tightening his grip on her ass. She quickly settled into a fast rhythm, bouncing up and down on his shaft, squeezing her breasts, rolling her hips, digging him deeper with every stroke.

Eric pulled his hips back and held her in the air slightly, thrusting his cock up and down inside of her as he held her still. He pulled her face down to meet his and they kissed wildly as his cock speared her in two. Within a few minutes shaking proclamations of want were spilling from Claire’s trembling lips. They held each other’s gaze as their tempo reached a maddening rush. The air grew hot, their skin slicked with sweat. She felt herself tensing around him. His cock hardened and grew inside of her.

That’s it, she thought as she looked down into those hungry black eyes. Come for me baby. Fill me. Fill every inch.

They came together in a blast of orgasms and pleasure. Fire sparked across Claire as she felt her mate explode inside of her, filling her with his love. They pulled tight against each other, clinging hard, bodies tensed, buried as deep as possible while his cock erupted over and over. She screamed his name into the air of the room repeatedly, rolling her hips up and down, feeling herself slicking over the love that spilled down his shaft.

“Yes!” she cried. “Yes! Yes!” over and over again until their maddening crescendo finally settled, fizzling into a deep warmth that filled them both from head to toe. They stayed there like that together for a few moments, bodies held together, heads pressed together, lips exchanging grateful kisses, eyes staring into each other’s depths.

Parting, Claire collapsed on the bed beside Eric, feeling content and very much satisfied. He turned to face her, propping his weight on one elbow as his other hand brushed random patterns over her legs and hips. After a few long minutes her breath was back to normal. Sex with Eric was intense, but she had quickly become accustomed to its physical demand. The man fucked like a God, it made sense that pleasure would be quite demanding.

“I know that look,” she said as his eyes flicked over her body in want. “What is it you want Mr. Belmont?”

“Oh, I think you know what I want,” he said as he leaned forward, kissing her again. Claire moaned appreciation through her mouth at his lips finding hers again. They broke away after a moment and he moved down to lavish her breasts with that same affection.

“What about this meeting…” she laughed as he lost himself in her body. “We’re going to be late.” She fed the words back to him that he had said before.

The vampire looked up at her, his eyes burning with a want that could no longer be stopped. He flipped her over onto her front and smoothed his palms over her ass, spreading it and planting his lips on her wetness. His hands tugged around the crease of her hips, pulling her back, opening her up, presenting her for him. She felt his weight shuffle on the bed and gasped as the hot tip of his cock pushed against her ass. He inched forward, tugging her back as he slipped inside.

“I guess we’ll just have to be late then Miss Eldridge, I guess we’ll just have to be late.”