~ Dakota ~
When they climbed into his limo, she noticed that his eyes were dark red. He drew her into his arms again, kissed her lips, trailed kisses down to her neck and whispered, “Please come home with me one more night. I need you more than I have ever needed a woman before. I will ensure you get where ever you need to be as early as you like tomorrow.”
She melted into his arms and ran her hands over his body as he kissed her. She unbuttoned his shirt and slid her hands over his chest. He was strong and muscular, and the muscles rippling down his torso made her want to be on top him.
She whispered, “As long as you keep issuing invitations in no uncertain terms, I am not certain I will be able to resist seeing you with your bloodlust on, making love to you or sleeping in your strong arms. I think that means you have all the power in this relationship.”
He nuzzled his face in her hair and responded, “Thank the gods, I was beginning to feel like a little lost puppy following you around for a scratch behind the ear.”
She giggled and replied, “Hell no, I’m the lapdog in this analogy.”
He smiled at her, doubting that was remotely possible then started the vehicle and headed to his house. Once again by the time they arrived at his home everyone was in bed. They went immediately to his room, pulled off their clothing and slid between his crisp white sheets.
His hands were suddenly moving on her with purpose. She had not known him to be so domineering with her before. He pinned her underneath his powerful body, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her with a passion. He ran his hands up her body and through her hair as he kissed her passionately. He held her head firmly between both hands and forced his tongue into her mouth performing a delicate dance with her tongue that immediately made her wet. He slid one hand down and pulled her right leg out around his body.
She knew he wanted to be inside her and her insides were melting at his domineering behavior. She never would have thought being handled so firmly would be so very arousing. She immediately wrapped both legs around his waist, and he whispered, “God, I love you” into her ear. He began to work himself into her body. He was large, very hard and having him inside her body was such sweet pleasure.
He whispered, “Touch your hair.” She brought her hands up to each side of her head and flipped her hair straight up and out of his way.
He immediately stopped moving as soon as he was fully seated inside her and laid his arms over her wrists as he held her head in his hands. She realized she was totally immobilized and his gaze was burning into her.
She suddenly realized how dominant he could be. He ran one thumb over her bottom lip and demanded in a soft but husky voice, “Tell me how you feel about me…the truth…not what you think is appropriate to say or what you think I want to hear…the truth about how you feel right at this moment.”
She looked intently at him and asked, “Are you always so domineering?”
He looked taken aback and finally responded, “I’m afraid I am, off and on.” He sighed. “That sounds like that might be a deal breaker for you.”
She gazed at him for several minutes, but he didn’t move. She could feel his manhood filling her, and although he was gentle, she could not even move her arms or turn her head from his gaze.
She chose her words carefully, “I feel overwhelming love and compassion for you as a person.”
His eyes narrowed. “What the hell does that mean? You love me as a friend like you do Durk? That you feel sorry for me?”
“Almost from the first time I saw you at that Christmas party two years ago I was strongly attracted to you. You are very unlike anything I thought I wanted in a mate but amazingly I find that you are everything I actually do want and need in a mate. You are extremely attractive to me. I am more physically attracted to you than any male I have ever met. I think you’re totally off the charts hot. You’re also warm, funny, friendly, romantic and I just love being with you. In fact, I can’t imagine being satisfied with any other male after being loved by you. I know you are my one and no other male will ever do. Is that what you expected me to say?”
He looked down at her, and she could see the total shock on his face. He slowly replied, “Is all that actually true? Is that really how you feel about me?”
“You tell me? I have been all over you every single minute we have been together since I rescued you. Do you think that might be because I am totally enamored with you?”
He responded shyly, “I don’t know…maybe.”
He released her arms, and she immediately touched his face with her hands, kissed him gently and whispered, “I forgot to mention, the domineering behavior looks good on you. I didn’t think I would like something like that but, come to find out I love it. When you act like that it really turns me on.”
She saw one eyebrow crook up in disbelief, and she added, “Today when you pulled me out of the bar like that, it made me immediately wet for you.”
A slow smiled crept onto his face. “That’s the reason I don’t do well with women, they never like that kind of thing. It’s hard for me to not act like that at times.”
She kissed his neck. “Bring it on baby, I absolutely love it.”
Well, that was invitation if ever he heard one. Best to test now than overstep later, Alek thought to himself. He immediately pulled out of her, stood up bringing her up with him and walked across the room pinning her against the wall with her hands splayed over her head. She looked at him with a surprised smile on her face and opened herself to him.
He lifted her a couple of feet off the ground and eased her down onto his manhood. Her feet were a few inches from the floor when he was done. Looking deeply into her eyes, he spoke with a hard edge to his voice. “Don’t move your arms.” Bringing up one hand under her left leg and the other under her right leg, he slowly moved his hands up the wall. The result was spreading her open to his advances. He raised her just enough so that he could work himself in and out of her at will. It was a bit of an odd position, but he efficiently managed it with his superior upper body strength.
He began moving in her slowly as he looked her in the eyes. His gaze burned into her and his eyes were questioning. She realized she must have been answering him with her facial expression because he relaxed a bit.
She whispered, “So very sexy” and a smile slid onto his face again.
He began to move faster and deeper and leaned over to take her lips in a hard, deep kiss. She could feel his chest grazing her breasts as he moved on her and it was so arousing. Again, his lips were demanding, and she found herself immediately opening her mouth as his tongue probed her…exploring and teasing her.
She asked, “Don’t you want to feed?”
He whispered breathlessly, “It’s not always about the blood…sometimes like now it is just about the sex. You are so soft and beautiful. I just want to love you my way.”
He whispered in her ear as his movements became stronger and more possessive, “This is mine…all mine. Do you understand? I don’t share.”
She whispered, “God, yes. I feel drawn to you, especially when you’re like this.”
He immediately began kissing her shoulder as he took her with slow, powerful thrusts. Her body was being pummeled by his raging need leaving her breathless, and suddenly her body felt like it was about to be flung off a precipice.
He picked up his speed, nipped at her shoulder playfully and said, “Come for me. I know you want to…you are so ready…I can feel it.”
She came apart around him on demand. She was nothing but stunningly beautiful when she climaxed and the fact that she came immediately when he asked totally unmanned him. He leaned against her panting as they both tried to recover their breathing. Her arms quickly came down around his neck, and he wrapped her legs around his waist and walked back over to the bed with her.
He laid her down and fell onto the bed beside her, and she said breathlessly, “So I guess our days of making love like religiously preoccupied teenagers are pretty much over. Compared to the sex you like, the love play we made when I stayed with you those first two weeks must have been very unfulfilling.”
He rolled over to her, gathered her into his arms and replied, “It was enough to get my attention and make me realize how much I wanted you. I know you didn’t think it was, but I liked it better than my massages at the spa and better than full on sex with any other person I have ever known.”
She brought her hands up to caress his chest. “That was exactly the way I felt about being with you…you know with the love play being better than sex with others. I don’t think I could have imagined anything like tonight though. If someone described tonight to me instead of me experiencing it, I would have thought they made it up.”
He smiled because she was so complementary to him. “So, tell me about sex. Do you prefer just once a night, once a week…give me some guidance here Dakota because I am dying to have sex with you and feed right now.”
Dakota immediately responded, “Baby, I’m not made of glass. I like hard use, so don’t ever go to sleep wanting or needing something I can give you. I would be very offended if you did that. I love being with you, feeling your hands on me, your fangs in my neck and your beautiful manhood inside me. God, I can’t get enough of you. I want to touch you all the time. It’s like the more of you I have, the more I want. Trust me, I know that doesn’t make any sense, but that’s how I feel.”
She looked up into his face and saw such raw burning needs in his eyes. She pulled him on top of her, wrapped her legs around him and moved her hair away from her neck. He immediately bit her neck and thrust himself into her. They both realized she was wet and ready for his love. Having his fangs in her felt so good she could hardly stand it.
She was slowly getting addicted to the lightheaded feeling of having her blood sucked while he sexed her. She ran her hands up and down his back and buttocks as he made love to her and could not help the small sound of pleasure that escaped her lips. She was totally lost in the moment and thought only of how very much she loved being in his strong arms.
She was shocked and thrilled that he was so assertive in bed. The way he handled her body was thoroughly arousing. She loved that he had told her he loved her and made it clear he wanted her to be his and his alone. She felt very claimed, and it was kind of erotic. He definitely knew how to make a woman feel special.
Alek realized he had been slightly aroused all day long watching her move from council member to council member, pressing the cause of equal rights for his kind. Watching her in action was impressive. She was idealistic and dedicated. Her dedication to good causes enflamed his desires in that area. He had not spoken of such things for years, and today he finally felt as though he was contributing in a meaningful way to his children’s future. He didn’t much care for them being in the media spotlight, but he knew when you were with prominent women that sometimes happened. He would tolerate it as long as it did not interfere with the ability of his daughters to lead a normal life.
He had wanted her so bad at the restaurant. He knew it was selfish, but it had literally made him angry to have the males in the bar looking at her. The look on their faces told him what they would like to do to her. He had almost panicked just before pulling her out of there. He hated that they were attracted to some vague idea of her. Some romantic notion of her being a beautiful hunter kept them from seeing that she was so much more than that.
Tasting her blood and being kissed by her was the magical combination that quickly brought on the lust for him. She was just too beautiful to ever stop seeing her. Alek realized he was falling hopelessly in love with her and he was disappointed with himself because he was too old for that kind of thing. He just could not force himself to stop wanting her, and he had really tried. He wondered why he was so dominant with her when that was the exact behavior that had gotten into trouble with every single female he had ever tried to have a relationship with. He wondered if he was frightened of the intensity of his feelings and trying to drive her away.
Perhaps he was so eager to have her that he wanted to ensure he was dealing honestly with her…to make sure she understood what she was getting herself into. Whatever his reasoning he was so relieved that she was not put off by that aspect of his personality that he was able to relax a little for the first time. He really thought that was probably the worst part of his nature and if she could deal with his occasional domineering behavior, everything else would be just fine.