Chapter Seventeen

 

 

 

 

 

Continuing his exploration of Ashlynn’s neck, paying special attention to every healing mark he’d left on her tender flesh, Alaric loved her moans and mewls. They only served to make him love her more if that was even possible. Moving to her shoulder, he tasted all he could of his Bloodmate, always finding something new and exciting about the only woman in all the world who completed him – body, heart, and soul.

Kissing, tasting, and nibbling, he removed her top and then her bra, reminding himself to continue the discussion about her staying gloriously naked every moment they were together whenever they came up for air, Alaric moved to her waiting breasts, drawing an already swollen, dusty rose nipple into his mouth. Lavishing her heated skin, he pulled as much of her flesh into his mouth as he could, teasing her with his fangs until she arched her back, begging, “Please, Alaric…please, taste me…”

Letting his fangs pierce her flesh, he took the tiniest of sips, letting it dance on his tongue as they both panted from the fire of their union. Pulse racing, drowning in the intoxicating scent of buttercups and poppies warmed by the sun, Alaric knew that no matter how long they lived, he would never tire of the woman coming undone in his arms.

Pushing Ashlynn still farther back onto the desktop, laying her back as he went, Alaric had to take a moment to look at the beautiful woman the gods had seen fit to send to him. Naked from the waist up, lips swollen from his kisses, skin flushed from her excitement, nipples pebbled and pointing to the ceiling, his marks of possession adding to her glow… there was no denying that his Bloodmate was absolute perfection.

Reaching for the waistband of her shorts, easily sliding them over her hips and down her legs, Alaric’s cock jumped as he realized she had been listening to his suggestions and on this occasion had gone without panties. Completely bare, only for him, his sassy mate, the love of his very long life, lifted her foot, rubbing his rock-hard cock through the worn denim of his jeans. Unable to stop the roll of his hips, Alaric added to the delicious friction Ashlynn applied, having to pull back before he reached the inevitable point of no return. Grinning at the splendid beauty before him, Alaric knew beyond all doubt that the day would never dawn when his Ashlynn didn’t set his blood ablaze and make all thought flee from his mind.

Laying his hand on her stomach, Alaric caressed and massaged as he slowly moved towards her pussy. Heat from her arousal stung his fingers the closer he got. Lifting her hips as his fingers slid over the wet proof of her arousal, he chuckled as his feisty mate tried to force his fingers where she needed them the most.

“Patience, my sweet, I need so very much to enjoy you,” Alaric cooed, snickering as he was rewarded with one of her playful pouts that nearly had him abandoning his current course in favor of kissing that oh-so-tempting puffy bottom lip of hers, however, the promise of her succulent taste on his tongue won the battle.

Watching as she slowly licked both her index fingers, then her thumbs, before slowly moving her hands to her breasts, Alaric’s even breathing became pants of impatience when she took her nipples between her glistening digits and teased them until they hardened even more. With his cock threatening to rip through the fabric, Alaric bent at the waist, pulled to her body like a magnet to metal, and began placing tiny kisses along the outer lips of her already hot and wet pussy. Reaching the top of her slit, he watched as over and over she worked her nipples fighting to keep her eyes open as well as to catch her breath. Blowing a puff of air onto her engorged nub, he was rewarded with the upward jerk of her hips as she moaned while looking right into his eyes.

“Alaric…” His name on her lips pushed him to a place only his Ashlynn could take him, a place where only they existed, where no one could ever interfere.

Touching her clit with the tip of his tongue, while blowing more little puffs of air on the tiny aroused bundle of nerves, Alaric’s heart sang as Ashlynn’s fingers tangled in his hair, pulling so hard he saw stars. Pushing his tongue between her swollen lips, her taste exploded on his tongue as flashes of light and swirls of color burst before his eyes from a single taste of his mate.

Pushing one finger inside her pussy, then another, pumping in and out, driving her higher and higher as he tasted all she had to give, Alaric separated her outer lips and drove his tongue into Ashlynn’s body with one smooth thrust. Her back bowed off the desk, and her legs flew onto his shoulders. She lifted her bottom higher and higher, pushing his tongue farther into her pulsing channel as her head thrashed from side-to-side and she screamed his name.

Loving her responsiveness, constantly amazed by her absolute abandon and trust in him to take care of her, there was no doubt in Alaric’s mind that Ashlynn was his perfect match in every way. If they lived forever, he would spend it by her side, loving her more with every beat of his heart.

Continuing to fuck her with his tongue while teasing her clit with his thumb, Alaric enjoyed his Bloodmate too much for it end. Backing off, he flattened his tongue, placed it at the bottom of her slit and at an excruciating slow pace, licked all the way up to her clit. Once again sucking her engorged nub between his fangs, he worried it with the tip of his tongue until Ashlynn ground her hips against his face and dug her heels into his back. Alternating between fucking her with his tongue and licking her like the most decadent sorbet in the world, by the time he was ready for her to come the first time, Ashlynn was speaking in tongues and squeezing his head tightly with her lovely, soft thighs.

Licking her long and slow from bottom to top, sucked her clit into his mouth, but this time bit down with his flat front teeth on her sensitive little nub as he thrust his fingers into her wanting channel, curling the tips to reach her very sensitive bundle of nerves at the top. Pushing Ashlynn, feeling her come with such force, Alaric lapped at the honey flowing from her pussy, having his fill until he slowly suckled her back to earth.

Immeasurable pride filled his entire being, as once again Ashlynn graced him with his name upon her lips in a sweet sign of contentment, “Alaric…”

“Yes, my sweet?”

“I love you.” Her voice just a whisper for only his ears as she laid still, completely relaxed, eyes still closed.

“And I love you, my beautiful Ashlynn.”

Positioning his cock against her swollen, flushed lips, rubbing the head slowly against her clit as it continued to peek out from its hood, Alaric coated himself with her essence. Slowly pushing into her weeping channel, he stopped when just the head of his cock lay inside.

Contracting, pulling him deeper inside, he followed her lead, slowly pushing inch by inch into her body, teasing them both until they were once again panting, their skin slick with sweat. Touching the top of her womb, Alaric held completely still, savoring the feel of her body contracting around his pulsing cock, riding the razor’s edge between control and complete abandon. Her inner walls massaged his erection until his cock throbbed with the need to come.

Every time with Ashlynn was like the first, something to be savored, something to be treasured. He dreamt of staying inside her forever, held together by the perfect union that can only happen when one is truly made for the other. The only problem he could see was if he didn’t move he would come before she was ready again, and there would never be a time her pleasure was not the most important thing.

Slowly pulling out, Alaric hovered at her opening. One slight movement and he would have slipped from the heaven that was his Ashlynn. Pushing forward, watching as his hard, cock disappeared into her pussy, the sight causing his balls to draw up tight, he could no longer hold back. Their rhythm increased, each stroke of his cock rubbed against her feminine walls. His vision blurred. His heart beat out of control. Sweat rolled down his back. He would never get enough of her.

Leaning forward, Alaric palmed her breasts, teasing her nipples with his thumbs and forefingers until Ashlynn threw back her head, pushing her breasts farther into his hands. Feeling his release racing to its end, his need for her to come one more time before he filled her with his seed overtook the ancient Vampire. Reaching between them, using his thumb to rub circles over her clit, he drove her higher and higher until she was right on the edge of surrender.

Using his free hand, he slid it under her shoulders and lifted her chest to his. Watching her face, falling more in love with her total surrender she threw back her head and screamed her release, Alaric held on with his legendary steely control as Ashlynn milked his cock with such force he had no doubt the top of his head would surely fly off.

Continuing his sensual assault, harder and faster he thrust into Ashlynn as over and over she climaxed. His cock grew thicker…harder… filling her completely. Holding her tight, kissing the skin over her thundering pulse as he whispered, “I love you with all that I am,” into her mind, Alaric pushed his fangs through her porcelain skin at the exact second that he rolled his hips, and bumped the bundle of nerves at the top of her channel.

Exploding together, Ashlynn wailed his name as he drank from her neck and emptied himself into her body. There was absolutely no doubt in the ancient Vampire’s mind that the earth moved when he was with his Ashlynn.

Gently laying his mate back onto the desk, Alaric leaned over her sweat-slicked, totally relaxed body and kissed her lips as her breathing returned to normal. “I really hate that you can regulate your breathing so quickly,” Ashlynn asked, her breathy tone making his cock start to harden again. “I can’t wait until I can do that, too.”

“But, I like you out of breath and completely replete from our lovemaking. It’s one of the things I live for.”

“If I could raise my arm, I’d swat you for that. But, I’m so relaxed that I feel boneless.” Her chuckle more throaty than usual because she’d been screaming in pleasure.

“Let’s have a bath, my love. What do you say?” he asked as he lifted her into his arms and was rewarded with a purr as she curled into his chest.

“Sounds wonderful,” she whispered into his chest.

Walking through the penthouse, Alaric stopped at the wall of glass and turned towards the setting sun. Looking out over the horizon, he saw nothing but the possibility of more happiness than he’d ever known existed. 

Kissing the top of Ashlynn’s head, he murmured, “I love you, Ashlynn Annalisa Aimsleigh with everything that I am.”

Raising her head and cupping his cheek, the love of his life smiled that smile that reached right into his chest and wrapped around his heart as she added, “And I love you, Alaric, to the moon and beyond, forever and always.”

Holding her tight, he echoed, “Yes, my love, forever and always.”

THE END