She didn’t let go until she gave him a squeeze back.
He didn’t prolong it. He couldn’t. He was a tough guy, but that…that he couldn’t take.
He just gave her a smile, turned, and began to walk away.
“Daddy,” she called.
He turned back.
“Love you,” she said quietly.
A lump hit his throat, threatening to suffocate him.
“Love you more, little girl,” he replied gruffly.
She smiled and he saw the wet hit her eyes.
He tipped his head to the side, forced a return smile, turned, and walked away from his baby, hoping like all fuck that whatever was going to happen within these walls, it wouldn’t be the last time.
* * * * *
Aurora
“Oh goddess, sweet goddess,” she moaned as Yuri, behind her and under her, his cock driving deep and hard, his arms around her, the fingers of one hand toying with a nipple, the fingers of the other toying with her clit, had his face buried in her neck.
He’d just torn through and she felt her blood flow.
She also felt her climax devour her, violently bucking her against his hold as it laid her to waste.
The first time her vampire fed.
Unbelievable.
Vaguely, due to her orgasm and the numbness Yuri had explained she’d feel, she felt him lap at the skin of her neck before he pushed her gently down, cheek to the covers. He held her there with a hand between her shoulder blades, keeping her steady against the beautiful brutality of his lovemaking with his other hand clasped at her hip, as he continued to power between her legs.
The climax was receding, but Aurora kept moaning as she took him.
She loved what Yuri could give her. She loved the way he played with her. She loved his tender dominance. She loved the velvet violence she received once he was inside. She especially loved that every time he gave her something exquisite: an orgasm that was always better than the ones he’d gifted her with before.
But she also loved this, when she was done and he was not. She could come again, easily, but she tried to hold it back. (This failed when he wished for her to orgasm. Yuri tended to get what he wanted and Aurora always liked giving it to him.)
She tried to hold it back because she wanted to be all about him after he’d been all about her. She loved the sound of his grunts and groans. She loved the feel of him losing control and rearing inside her before he found his own climax. She loved the power it made her feel, knowing their play seemed as if she handed it all to him, but in these moments, she knew she held it all along.
She gloried in it.
Power over a vampire.
Power over her vampire, Yuri.
She gloried in it.
She was, of course, a witch.
So she would.
And right then, he gave it to her. Sliding the hand between her shoulder blades to the side of her waist, he clamped on and lost control, thrusting wildly, his grunts filling the room, his groan of release thrilling through her with enough power to make her whole body quiver, inside and out.
He made love to her gently as his climax descended, and she knew it had left him when his hands slid high on her hips so he could stroke her bottom with his thumbs.
Finally, he slid himself in to the root and asked gently, “All right, button?”
“Yes, sweetheart,” she replied.
“Mm,” he murmured, the purr of it making her clit twitch.
Oh yes, she gloried in her power over her vampire.
Slowly, he slid out and she bit her lip at the disappointment of losing him.
Then she felt his tongue lapping the swell of one of the cheeks of her bottom.
Another lap and she made a soft mew when she felt the dull bite of his fangs sinking through.
She tipped her bottom up, deeper into his mouth.
He growled against her skin, gripping his fingers high on the inside of her thigh before she felt his tongue again. Then with his natural speed, she was on her back with her vampire on top.
She looked to his face, which could be cold, or remote, or bland, and it was often this way when he looked at her.
So she didn’t look at his face.
She looked in his eyes, eyes that always told her what she wanted to know.
That he gloried in his witch just as much as, if not more than she gloried in him.
More power and he gave that freely.
She loved that, maybe most of all.
No. Aurora Lenox knew what she loved best.
She loved the fact that she was falling in love with a vampire.
She smoothed her hands over his shoulders, lifted up, and kissed the underside of his chin.
When she settled back down to the pillows, it wasn’t only his eyes that told her everything. It was his whole face.
“When this is done, my sweet, I wish for you to consider moving in with me.”
She blinked as her heart skipped over itself with glee.
He smiled.
He’d heard her heart.
“Really?” she asked.
He moved his hand to caress her side.
“Really,” he confirmed.
She felt her brows draw together. “Do you live in Texas?”
He shook his head. “No, I have homes in Napa, Tuscany, and Miami, as well as apartments in New York, Paris, Sydney, and Barcelona, and last, a villa on Crete. Once this is done, we’ll need some time to recuperate. You can pick where you’d like to visit first.”
She knew her eyes were big when she asked, “You have all that?”
“Yes, and before this started, I was in negotiations to purchase a residence in Japan.” He bent closer. “The garden is extraordinary.”
“I’ve always wanted to see a Japanese garden,” she breathed. “A real one, like, in Japan.”
“Then you shall,” he told her.