A Mate for Lazarus (The Program Book 3) (16 page)

Holy damned hell!

Her back bowed as her body attempted to get closer
to his mouth. He suckled her harder, taking more of her inside his mouth. Not
enough! Want more! She fisted his hair and moaned. “Oh god…I think I need that other
kiss now. The I-am-being-fucked version this time. I can’t wait for your gargantuan
cock to fill me.”

Lazarus chuckled against her. “I need to make sure
you are ready.” He cupped her mound, pushing the fabric to the side. “Good to
know you are eager. You are some female, Alexandra, most humans would have been
afraid.” With one swift move, he thrust a finger inside her.

Alex felt so wet it was almost embarrassing. “Ooohhhh.”
It felt so good it was scary.

“You’re just so damned tight. I hope you were right
when you said that your pussy will stretch.” He began to pump his finger in and
out of her, while continuing his assault on her boobs. Sucking and nipping.

It was hard to think clearly. There was something
she needed to do…or say…there was something important other than coming. There
was nothing more important than coming. Nothing whatsoever. She rocked against
his hand.

Shit! Oh yes! What if she was about to ovulate? That
was it. Although she really wanted kids one day, it was still too soon for that.
The plan was to date for a while, to be married for at least a year and then to
think about kids. She groaned both out of sheer pleasure and frustration.

He instantly stopped. “Are you okay? What’s wrong?”

“Do you have a condom by any chance? It’s just that
I would prefer it if you wore one.”

“A human covering?” He sounded disgusted. “Not a
fuck…no. I mean, I have them back in my room, we were given some at the start
of
The Program
, but we don’t need one.”

She held his gaze for a few seconds. Damn, she
wanted this so badly. Sarah was sure that he would be able to tell if she was
ovulating or even if she was about to ovulate.

He swallowed hard. She watched as his Adam’s apple
worked. “I will go and get them or we could both go back to my place. I want
you to feel comfortable.”

“No, it’s fine.” She nodded.

He huffed out a breath. “Are you sure…I wouldn’t mind…”

“Fuck me already.” She growled.

“Thank fuck.” He growled back and ripped off her
underwear. As in, ripped them clean off with one big grab of his big hand. He
helped her pull off her ruined dress.

“Let’s do this.” She wrapped her legs around him.

Lazarus began to move down her body, kissing her intermittently
as he moved south.

“Wait.” She threaded her fingers through his hair.
“Where are you going? In order to have sex, we need to be aligned.” She pointed
from his cock to between her legs.

Lazarus smiled. It was a tight-ass looking smile. “I
know the basic mechanics of sex, Alexandra, I assure you. I need to prepare you
some more. Make you come a couple of times first.”

A couple?

She swallowed hard. Her hand fisted his hair as he
tried to move down.

His eyes looked upwards to where she had him by the
hair. “Do you like it rough?” He growled. “I don’t mind if you do.” His smile
was almost feral.

Alex choked out a laugh. “Rough…what? No…I just want
you and right now. I want to come all over your cock and I’m not a patient
girl.”

“I think I just went from liking you to being head
over heels in love with you.”

Her heart skipped a beat. No, make that two beats.

His eyes clouded. “I’m sorry…don’t get scared…don’t
run or take backward steps. I just—”

“Shut it…I’m fine. I’m good.” At least her heart had
gone back to beating. Normal rhythm and everything. At least normal rhythm for
being horny as hell.

He brushed her lips with his. Soft and sweet. “Good,”
he growled. Lazarus lay down on his back and picked her up so that she was
straddling him. “You take control. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Her eyes widened as they landed on his thick, long
cock. Some guys had good girths while others had length going for them. Lazarus
had the best of both those worlds and in spades. “You mean I get to ride you?”

“Don’t keep talking dirty like that or I might just
come before you get anywhere near me.”

“I think I might just really love this.”

Lazarus gripped the headboard. “I’m all yours. I
plan on making sure that you fucking love it.”

His eyes were dark, his jaw clenched. His biceps
bulged. His abs popped. There was no way in hell she was lasting long. No way
in hell.

Alex was seriously wet. More turned on than she had
ever been. Lazarus was both sweet and the sexiest guy by far that she had ever
been with. A winning combination.

He bit down on her lower lip as she rose over him.
He hissed as she took ahold of his cock. Her fingers couldn’t close all the way
around. Not even close.

She rubbed herself up and down his long length until
she was all out panting. Holding on by just a mere thread. It hadn’t taken more
than a few seconds. At least his dick was well coated in her juices. Easier
that way.

Lazarus looked like he was in agony. His knuckles
were white. His traps were like ropes on either side of his neck. In short, he
looked freaking good enough to eat.

The eating would have to wait. Alex positioned his
cock at her entrance. She had to sit up and forward on his body.

Lazarus released the headboard and gripped her
waist. “I’ll help you a little bit but I won’t thrust into you from below.”

Alex nodded. They both groaned as she pushed down on
him. After a few seconds, the stinging became too intense so she waited it out.

Sweat beaded on his forehead. His fingers dug into her.

When the worst of it subsided she pushed down on him
some more. His cock slid in a little more. Alex whimpered. Again, she stopped when
it became too much and waited a few seconds for her vagina to stretch out.

Sarah had been right. After having a guy like
Lazarus, she would be ruined forever more. No one else would make her feel this
full, this stretched, so utter fucked and she wasn’t even moving yet.

Alex pushed down some more, by now the sweat was
dripping off of Lazarus and his lips were a thin white line.

“Are you okay?” She was panting.

He nodded once. “You feel so fucking good.” He
licked his lips. “All I want to do is to flip you over and to fuck the hell out
of you.”

“We’re almost there.” She eased off of him and
dropped back down. He threw his head back and growled.

“Just a little more.” Her voice sounded strained as
she eased back up and let herself drop. “I told you I would stretch for you.”

“Yeah you did.” He grinned. His skin was so taut.
Desire shone in his eyes, which had lightened up. He helped her lift up and
down. Up and down.

His breathing was labored and rasping. “I’m so glad
that we are compatible. Now that I’m inside of you, I’m fucking staying. I hope
you have stamina, Alexandra.”

She arched her back as he slid home. “You’re touching
places inside me that have never been touched before.”

“You had better fucking believe it.” He flipped her
onto her back in a move that left her breathless. His cock slid in even deeper
making her gasp.

Alex hooked her legs around him, feeling his solid
ass beneath her heels. His hips undulated, his breath was hot and heavy against
her throat. Then he cursed. “We have to stop.” He pulled out. All the way out
and she made a whimpering noise.

“I’ll use my mouth on you. I’m sorry we can’t.” He
began to move down her body but she cupped his cheeks.

“What’s wrong?”

His eyes were glowing as they locked with hers. His
fangs were big and sharp looking. They looked bigger than before but it was
probably just her imagination. He shook his head. “I can’t fuck you and not
drink from you. I can’t do it…I’m sorry.” His eyes clouded. “I’m not strong
enough…not around you, Alexandra. You drive me crazy. It’s been a while since
I…took blood…from the vein. It’s an instinctual need. I can’t lose it inside
you without following those instincts any more than I can stop myself from
breathing.”

It touched her deeply that he was willing to stop
for her. Most guys would’ve just done it in the heat of the moment and asked for
forgiveness later. She pulled him to her and kissed him. His lips were so soft,
so perfect.

“What was that for?” His voice was deep and rich.

“We just had a moment, and because I want you to
carry on.”

He shook his head. “That would mean…” His eyes lit
back up. His jaw tensed for a few moments. “That would mean that you don’t mind
if I drink from you?”

She smiled. “I don’t mind. I need to talk about it
first though…” Alex cringed. “Will it hurt? I mean your fangs are really
big…like damned huge.”

Lazarus laughed. “You didn’t mind my
you-need-a-license-for-that-cock
inside of you, but you’re worried about these?” He flashed his fangs and she
felt her eyes widen.

“Damn straight.”

His smile widened and he crawled back up her. Alex
automatically put her legs around his waist.

Lazarus thrust back into her. They both grunted. “Oh
hell!” He kissed her neck. “You feel too damned good.”

She rocked against him when he didn’t start moving
right away.

“You greedy, little human.” He growled and nipped at
her neck. It tickled and it felt good. Oh god! He wanted to bite her, to drink
her blood. What had she just agreed to?

“I wasn’t supposed to tell you about Jenna. Not one
word. Her kidnapper was not only her ex-boyfriend but part of one of those
fascist groups. I wasn’t supposed to tell you any of this. I trust you,
Alexandra, and I want you to trust me. I would never do anything to hurt you.”

“I trust you.”

He kissed her, tenderly. One thrust later and the
kiss turned downright carnal. Two more thrusts and she was coming. It was
unexpected. It was spectacular. Her G-spot didn’t stand a chance against what
he was packing. Her back bowed, her hands dug into those spectacular muscles on
his back. Her heels dug into his even more spectacular ass. He fucked her hard
and deep.

She expected him to slump over her as she came down
but instead he picked up the pace and she realized with a gasp that he hadn’t
come yet.

“I’m a vampire, sweetheart.” His voice was deep and
barely understandable between grunts. “I asked if you had stamina. I hope you
do.”

She couldn’t answer. Not when things were feeling
too much, too sensitive, too over the top. “I can’t!” A shriek.

“You will,” he growled.

Lazarus could quite easily stay where he was for the
rest of his life. Buried to the hilt in the tiniest, feistiest human female
there ever was.

She was his.

It was a done fucking deal as far as he was
concerned.

Done.

He’d never felt this squeezed, his balls were
sitting in his throat and had been since he flipped her over. His flesh slapped
against hers. His hard grunts and her whimpers filled the room. The bed rocked.

“Jesus…oh…oh…” His vocal little human dug her nails
deeper into his back. “I can’t…oh god…oh…I can’t…” Contrary to her words, she
clung tighter, her legs gripped him harder. Her pussy strangled the fucking
life out of his dick. She was so damned wet.

“I fucking love your pussy,” he growled. The wet
suction noises almost had him coming. Lazarus squeezed his eyes shut. He
continued to fuck her hard and deep, maintaining an even unhurried rhythm.

He knew his female also enjoyed a softer more tender
touch. He kissed her neck, sliding a hand between them so that he could gently caress
her clit in soft, tender strokes.

Alexandra made a throaty, growly noise. “Oh yes…oh
Jesus yes…I’m going to…” She groaned and he felt her pussy walls flutter. “Yes!”
A louder shriek. “Oh hell yes…that’s it…that’s it…” She clamped down on him and
he had to grit his teeth to keep from coming.

He was making a horrible groaning noise. It sounded
agonized because he needed to come so badly it fucking hurt.

It was only as she began to come down, her pussy
fluttering instead of clamping, that he gripped her shoulders. He picked up the
pace once again, roaring as he felt his seed spill into her in hard spurts.

Finally.

At long fucking last, he buried his head into her
neck and sank his fangs into her flesh. Not too hard, not too deep. She was a
human. Not yet mated.
Yet.
He couldn’t wait until that day came.

Alexandra sucked in a ragged breath, her body tensed
beneath him. He knew that her eyes would be wide. She made a desperate whimper.
Then he sucked. She let out what could easily have been misinterpreted as a
hysterical shriek. Her harsh grip turned into a clawing session. Thank fuck for
advanced healing.

Her pussy clamped him so hard that it did fucking
hurt but it was the best kind of pain. Her decadent essence filled his mouth.
Warm and delicious. Addictive. Like tasting a sliver of heaven.

Lazarus moaned as he swallowed. Her pussy released
him just a smidgen and she sucked in a ragged breath but he didn’t give her a
chance to regroup. This was serious business. He sucked again, harder this
time. Her scream came out louder. Her whole body came up flush against him as
her back bowed. Her velvet sheath squeezed him, ringing every last bit of seed
from him in hard spurts that had his eyes rolling back. He swallowed. One more
long, hard drink. She was feisty and strong. She could take it.

Lazarus wanted her breathless, voiceless, legless.
He didn’t want her to remember anything before this moment. He wanted to be
sure that she would not be able to imagine a future without him in it.

Alexandra fought him but she also pulled him closer.
Wanting the pleasure but not sure how to handle the sensory overload. He only
hoped and prayed that she would drink from him one day. The sooner the better.

He retracted his fangs and licked at her neck while still
moving with infinite slowness and infinite care. Alexandra fell back onto the
bed. There were two small fang marks on her neck. They would heal soon enough.

Her eyes were so hooded that they seemed closed. Her
hair was plastered to her brow. Her mouth was gaping as she tried to catch her
breath.

Good.

Lazarus stopped moving but stayed inside of her, he
didn’t want to break away just yet. He swept the hair from her face, noting
with satisfaction how deeply flushed her skin was. Her chest heaved. Her eyes
fell completely shut.

****

An
hour later…

Lazarus felt Alexandra stiffen against him. Her
breathing went from calm and rhythmic to erratic and shallow. Her heart rate picked
up. He pulled her more firmly against his side. The room was dark.

“You fucked me unconscious…seriously?” Her voice was
still thick with sleep. It held a rough edge. From the screaming, he had to
suppress a smile.

He made a sound of acknowledgement and kissed her
neck.

“Oh my god and you drank from me.” She giggled.
“That sure was something.” A soft purr as she remembered the moment. Her first
taste of true ecstasy.

Alexandra raised herself onto an elbow. Her hair was
a mess, wild curls about her face, even standing up at the top. She’d never
looked more beautiful.

“I’m going to do it again soon.” He kept his eyes on
hers.

She shook her head. “I don’t think humans were made
to come that hard. You might just kill me but what a way to go.”

“I went easy on you.”

“You. Did. Not.” Her eyes bugged out of her skull.

“I did. We will take it slow.” He smiled.

She allowed herself to fall back on the pillow and
huffed out a breath. “I never thought I would say this but we might just have
to. My vagina feels pretty darned tender.”

“We can’t have that. I will need to kiss it better
for you.” He moved down her body, stopping at her plump breasts. They were
amazing and so soft. Her areolas were wide and such a light shade of pink that
they almost faded into the rest of her breast. Her nipples were a soft ruby and
ripe as fuck. It was like they continually begged for him to suck on them.

She giggled as he took one into his mouth, twirling
the bud with his tongue.

“That tickles.” She giggled some more as she dug her
fingers into his scalp.

Her stomach made a growling noise. He even felt the
vibration against him. “Mmmmm…” Lazarus pulled away and raised his brows.
“Someone needs to eat.”

She stroked his hair. “I’m starving. Aside from
missing both breakfast and lunch…I didn’t end up touching the sandwich you made
me…that was some workout.”

“Up.” He pulled the cover to the side. “Go eat.”

She stood up, giving a big stretch. His eyes were
drawn to her breasts…fuck…and then down to the soft fur between her legs…double
fuck. His dick throbbed. Lazarus grabbed a pillow and covered himself. “Maybe
you should get dressed.”

She smirked knowingly. “Now why would I do that?”
She pretended to stretch her hamstrings, giving him the perfect view of her
still glistening pussy.

Lazarus groaned. “Don’t tease, Alexandra. It’s not
very nice. Didn’t your mother teach you better manners?”

“Hey.” She turned. “That’s my line.”

“Besides, you need to eat and rest a bit more. I’m
going to have you again soon.”

Her gaze turned heated. She licked her lips and
nodded. She pulled a shirt out of her closet and pulled it over her head. It
barely made it past her ass and her tight little nipples made sharp little
points appear against the fabric. It was sexy as fuck.

Lazarus pushed down harder on the pillow.
Get a
grip!

She removed the silver lid and moaned. “It smells
delicious.” Grabbing the plate and utensils, she sat down on the edge of the
bed with the plate balanced on her lap.

Even something as simple as watching her eat was a
joy. Alexandra scooped up a forkful of lasagna and put it into her mouth.

His mouth pulled into a grin as he watched her put
an even bigger mouthful between her lips. She had to cover her mouth while she
chewed because it was so full. Her cheeks bulged. She made these amazing sounds
of rapture.

Her eyes finally focused on him. They widened. She
chewed quicker. Trying to clear her mouth. After swallowing, she held the plate
out to him. “Here.” She chopped a piece off with her fork. “Have some.”

Lazarus shook his head. The last thing he wanted to
have touch his lips was food. Nothing compared to the decadence of her blood.
Nothing.

“Not hungry?” She grinned. Her cheeks flushed as she
obviously remembered how he’d drank from her.

“I don’t think I’ll ever consume food again. Not
after tasting your blood, Alexandra. I could live quite happily drinking from
you and only you…pretty much for the rest of my life. I wouldn’t need anything
else or anyone else.”

Her cheeks flushed further and she began to play
with her food. Moving it around on her plate.

Fuck!
He needed to stop
saying things like that. This was moving far too quickly for a human. “I didn’t
mean to say that…I…”

“You haven’t scared me.” She chuckled. It was a deep
throaty sound. “You said that you weren’t at all romantic or charming, well”—she
paused—“for a vulgar, dirty talking vampire, I think you’re pretty romantic and
there is definitely charm there.”

He had to roll his eyes. “And I’m a cuddly fucking
teddy bear.”

“You’re never going to let me live that one down are
you?”

“I might let you make it up to me.” He eyed her half-finished
plate of food. “Just as soon as you finish eating.”

She grinned, looking up at him from under her
lashes. “You’re going to wear me out.”

“That’s the plan…eat your food, Alexandra.”

Her eyes glinted as she piled her fork full. “That
sounds to me like a challenge. You do realize that your cock will be worn down
by the time I’m done with it. It will be about half the size and half the
width…pretty much normal sized.” She laughed.

He had to laugh too. “Let’s hope fucking not.”

She pulled a face. “In hindsight, that wouldn’t be
the best plan. I really like your gargantuan cock just the way it is.”

“I wouldn’t mind if you tried to wear it down and...”
He paused. “I’m glad you like my cock just the way it is. I’m kind of partial
to it myself.”

She laughed. “I might just die trying to wear that
baby down.” With a hand to her belly, she pulled a face. “I need to pop to the toilet.
My bladder is about to burst.” She put her plate down on the table and
disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Lazarus looked
around her room. It was neat and tidy, the only thing out of place was what
looked like a notepad open on her desk. A pen lay next to it. There were also
some loose papers spread out around the pad.

Lazarus couldn’t help himself. Surely if it lay open
she wouldn’t mind if he took just a little peek. He removed the pillow from his
still engorged cock, climbed out of bed and made his way over.

Just one quick glance.

His eyes widened as he began to read. Shit! What the
hell was she thinking? Not a fuck! His heart raced.

“What do you think you’re doing? That’s private.”
Alexandra sounded panicked.

When he turned, her hands were white knuckled on the
door.

“You’re right…it is private. You have no right to be
writing these things.” He picked up the notepad. “What is this, Alexandra?”

She shrugged. “You can see what it is.”

Lazarus shook his head. “It’s a story…about us.
About
The Program
. Fuck! What do you plan on doing with this? What the
hell? I trusted you. Do you plan on using the information I gave you as well?”
He tried to keep his voice even. Lazarus put down the notepad because he could
feel it crumpling in his grip.

She swallowed hard. Then she looked down at her feet
for a few beats before her eyes locked back with his. “It’s exactly what it
looks like. I’m a journalist…that is what I do. It’s what I was born to do. I
need you to try and understand that.”

“Is that why you are here?”

“I told you I wasn’t going to lie and that I do want
to be able to tell that story. I feel strongly that the world deserves to know.
I think it would help your cause. Did you really read that? Because if you did,
you’ll know that what I’m saying is true?”

He felt everything in him soften and forced himself
to take a few deep breaths. “It is not the story itself. Although I didn’t
finish reading it, I can see that the story is good…it depicts us in a fair
light. Our struggles, our hopes, our dreams…it shows that even though we are
vampires that we have a human side…don’t you dare repeat that or write that
down.” He sucked in a lungful of air. “My kings will never allow for it to be
published. You are wasting your time…” He felt his blood run cold. “Wait a minute…you
didn’t plan on publishing that regardless? Did you? That’s not what this is
about is it?” He gestured between them. It would fucking kill him. Destroy him.
Bring him to his knees.

She shook her head and moved to stand in front of
him. “No. I promise you that the story will never see the light of day unless I
get permission. I’m going to try and get permission though and I want you to
back me.”

What the hell was he supposed to say to that?

He was second in command of the elite team, part of
the Royal guard, yet this tiny human in front of him was his future mate. “Do you
agree to let this go if the kings refuse?”