A Mate for York (7 page)

It was
so much more intense with someone else administering the pleasure than when she
had done it herself. Suddenly, one year felt like a very long time. York gave a
soft nip at her flesh and then sucked her clit hard. She clenched her teeth as
her orgasm rushed through her. She couldn’t help it when a low groan escaped. Her
legs vibrated with the extreme pleasure that shattered her from the inside out.
When she finally came down, she realized that she had his head squeezed between
her thighs, that her hand held him against her, her nails were digging into his
scalp. “Oh…I’m sorry. I guess I got carried away.” She released him.

“You
can squeeze me between your lush thighs anytime, gorgeous.” He licked his lips.
“I will give you a few minutes to recover…” His eyes dipped back to between her
legs. “I’m still really hungry.”

“Um…”
She wasn’t really much of an aggressor in bed but she really wanted to give a
little loving back to York. It was only fair. “Lie down on your back.”

York
frowned, but did as she said. “What did you have in mind?”

“I’m
going to give you a blowjob.” She slid her hand around his impressive shaft. It
was so thick that her fingers couldn’t touch. She slid her hand up and down,
marveling at the soft, silky texture. It was a monster of a dick but a rather pretty,
velvet covered monster.

York
hissed and rocked his hips as she continued to tug on him. Oh god, the thrust
move he made was expert. She could just imagine how it would feel having him
thrusting deep inside of her like that. Good thing there was a contract or
she’d be tempted to try and see if he could fit.

“Are
you going to suck on me?” His eyes were wide. His huge chest moved fast.

Wait a
minute. He looked like…no way. “Have you never had a blowjob before?”

York
shook his head. “Vampire females have sharp fangs.”

“Well
then hold on, big boy.” Cassidy couldn’t help but to grin. She knew she was
good at this. Sean was not big on compliments, but he had told her, on more
than one occasion that she gave the best head. It made her sick to her stomach
just thinking about exactly what that meant.
Not going there. Not right now
.
Cassidy leaned down and took the head of his cock into her mouth.

York
cursed…loudly.

It
made Cassidy giggle softly. “You need to keep quiet.”

York
grinned at her. His skin was taut. “That felt really good. I’m more prepared
this time.”

She
dipped her head down

“Cassidy.”
He called, just as her lips were about to close on him.

“Yeah.”
She looked up.

“Make
sure that you don’t swallow or get any of my cum on you.” His eyes were
serious. They darkened up. “They will be able to scent me on you tomorrow if
you do. I’ll tell you when I’m about to cum.”

She
nodded, dipping back down. “And, Cassidy.”

“Yeah.”
She licked her lips.

“Thank
you for doing this for me.” Sincerity shone in his eyes.

She
almost felt like crying. It was one of the nicest things anyone had ever said
to her. Cassidy nodded. She was going to make damned sure that this was the
best blowjob he ever had. She looked back down at his bulbous head. It was
really big. As she was about to take him into her mouth, his dick twitched in
her hand a drop of pre-cum beaded at the top. She smiled, knowing how aroused
he must be. Cassidy lifted her gaze to York who was looking down at her. He had
a pained expression on his handsome face. Little indents appeared on his full
bottom lip as he bit down on it.

First
she licked her lips, then she licked around the rim of his cock. His mouth
turned slack and he made a soft, pained noise. Then she sucked on his head,
enjoying the taste of him on her tongue. Salty, with just a hint of sweet.
York’s head dropped backwards for a few seconds before his eyes locked back
with hers. His breathing was ragged. Cassidy didn’t know exactly why but she
loved that she was the first ever to give him head. This big powerful vampire
had never experienced this before. It was heady.

She
continued to suck on his head for a few beats before taking him into her mouth
as deep as he would go. She used her hand in a slow, up and down motion on the
base of his shaft. York cursed softly. His eyes glowed even brighter. His hands
were fisted at his sides. He was in a crunch position that showcased his abs to
perfection. She was tempted to put her hand out and run it over them. So damned
pretty, in a badass way of course.

Sure
to keep the suction on him just right, not too hard and not too soft, she
opened her throat and took him deeper. Fighting the gag reflex in a big way. It
was worth it. She watched as his eyes widened, as his mouth widened so that he
could suck in more air. His hands clawed the sheets. “Whatever you do, don’t
stop,” he growled. “You are so fucking beautiful.” Another deep growl. “I love
your mouth on me.” He clenched his teeth as she deep throated him again.

“I’m
not going to last.” Sweat beaded on his brow. She picked up the pace,
alternating between sucking on his head and taking him down her throat.

Within
a half a minute she felt his hand stroke the top of her head. “I’m going to…”
he growled pushing her away.

Cassidy
moved quickly. Their eyes were still locked as he grabbed his cock, pumping it
with his fist in hard, even strokes. The other hand was closed over his tip.
She watched as his eyes glazed over. Every muscle corded and he crunched
forward. His teeth were clenched as he groaned softly. Most of his cum squirted
into his hand but some dripped onto his stomach. York fell back, chest heaving.
“I just need a half a minute to recover.”

Disappointment
hit. Then he would leave. She didn’t want him to leave just yet. “Take your
time,” she whispered.

York
smiled at her. “Let me clean up this mess. I’ll be back in a second.”

“Here,
take a few of these.” She grabbed a few tissues from her bag at the side of the
bed.

“Yeah,
we wouldn’t want any accidents. No one must find out I was here.” He grabbed
the tissues and used them to clean the worst of the mess before pushing them
against his member and heading for the bathroom.

Holy
hell!

His
butt was amazing. Made for grabbing during hot sex. It was well muscled and
sculpted to perfection. Why did the hottest, sweetest guy she’d ever met have
to be an off-limits vampire? Why? Why was she even thinking of him in terms of
a boyfriend? Maybe because she didn’t have random sex. The thought of what she
had just done made her feel a little light headed.

She
also suddenly felt naked and wrapped a blanket around herself. There was the
sound of running water followed by the toilet flushing. York came back into the
room. Oh wow, he was still semi erect.

York
gave her a mischievous half smile, he’d probably noticed her checking out his
junk. Instead of getting dressed like she expected, he slid into bed next to
her and pulled her into his arms.

What!

Why?

She
had to bite down on her lip when he removed the blanket so that she was flush
against his side. Skin to skin. It didn’t mean anything. He was probably vying
for another blowjob or something.

“You
seem a little tense. Do you need me to…”

“No!”
It came out a little too harshly. “I mean…um…it’s just that we don’t know each
other and this feels a little awkward all of a sudden. It’s not you or
anything…I don’t normally do things like this.”

His
chest vibrated as he chuckled softly. “Tell me something about yourself then.
Maybe it would make you feel better.”

She
shrugged. “I don’t know what to say. I’m nearly thirty…” She smiled. “Next
month, I’ll hit the big three, zero.”

“Why
are you not mated? Am I right in saying that most human females are settled by thirty?”

Her
first instinct was to bristle at his words but then she realized that he was
just being his normal honest, forward self and she took a deep breath instead.

“Why
do my questions anger you?” Maybe he didn’t know that he was doing it, but he
began to stroke her back. His big, warm hands felt good on her like this even
though they shouldn’t. Maybe it was because it had been so long since someone
had touched her like this.

Cassidy
shrugged. “I don’t know. I guess because I thought I would be married…mated at
thirty. I was married but…” She let the sentence die.

His
arms tightened around her for a second before he released his hold. She could
feel how tense he had become. “I had heard that humans sometimes take several
mates throughout their lives. It is hard for us vampires to understand. Were
you not happy with your chosen mate?” he sounded angry.

This
time she did allow herself to feel pissed at his words and pulled away. “My
husband died so you can stop looking at me like I’m something the cat dragged
in.”

“I’m
not sure what a cat has to do with it,” he growled. “I’m so damned sorry.” He
hauled her back into his arms, pulling her tight against him. One of his big
hands cupped the side of her head while the other curled around her waist. He
hugged her tight, burying his head into her hair for a while. “That can’t have
been easy. No wonder this has been difficult for you. I’m so sorry.” He rubbed
her back. This time with harder strokes designed more to soothe than to
pleasure.

Her
eyes filled with tears. York really seemed to care. His voice sounded rough
with emotion. He was really sorry for what he had said. “It’s okay.”

“No
it’s not.” He pulled her away from him so that he could look at her. “I’m a
serious dick for thinking the worst of you. I’m sorry!” He cursed. “You’re
crying.”

“I’m
not crying.” She sniffed. Her eyes might be filled with tears but none had
spilled over yet so technically she wasn’t crying.

His eyes
narrowed. “You are.” Using his thumb, he rubbed at the moisture that had
gathered at the edge of her eye. “You must have really loved him. I can’t
imagine how much you must miss him.”

As
in, not so much
.

“Stop.
Please.”

York
shook his head. “It hurts too much to talk of him…I understand.”

“No,
it’s not that. You’re wrong. Totally off base.” It just slipped out.

“
Wrong?
What do mean by that?” he frowned.

The
can of worms was already open, might as well let those suckers run free. “In
hindsight my relationship with Sean, my husband, was not all that great. We
were just going through the motions as a married couple. We didn’t have the
best sexual relationship…we didn’t have the best relationship period. I just
didn’t see it at the time.” She took a deep breath. “I found out some things
after his death that made me realize that I didn’t know him nearly as well as I
had always thought. I don’t miss him…not one tiny bit.”

York
was frowning. “What did you find out?”

“You
really don’t want to know. No one knows about it and I’d rather it stayed that
way.” She bit down on her lower lip, hoping he would leave it alone.

“I do
want to know,” he whispered. “I really think you should tell me. I can see that
you need to talk. You can’t let whatever it is stay inside you like this. I
promise not to tell another living soul.” He touched his heart and she was
oddly affected by the gesture.

“I
found some receipts after his death. It turned out that Sean had a little
gambling problem. Not only did he clean out our savings account, he also maxed
out three credit cards. I’m buried under a ton of debt.”

Although
York’s eyes darkened and his jaw tensed, he didn’t say anything.

After
a long minute, she carried on. “I worked out that if I lived on beans, it would
take me five years to pay it off at my current rate of pay. That’s why I’m
here. I need a fresh start. I really need the money.” Her mind went to the
credit card statements and phone text messages she had found and the feeling of
betrayal hit her all over again like it had happened just yesterday.

“There’s
more.” York took ahold of her hand and squeezed. “You can trust me with this.”

Cassidy
licked her lips and nodded. “I had a long look at the credit card statements. I
was trying so hard to decipher where all the money had gone. Trying to
understand what Sean had been thinking. I suspected that there was more. It
turned out that he had used the cards every week at a local club called ‘The
Kitten’s Paws’. It was a standard two hundred dollar deduction every Thursday
afternoon at around his lunch break. It made me curious so I went to check it
out.” Her lip wobbled as she remembered the utter horror she had felt at her
discovery. “The Kitten’s Paw is an escort agency. A really dirty, dingy one at
that. After checking his cell phone, I found that he messaged one of his hookers
every week to confirm their appointment. He bounced between three or four girls
at the club.” She scrubbed a hand over her face.

“Forgive
me.” York sounded unsure. “What is an escort agency? I am also not familiar
with the term hooker.” His eyebrows drew together under his deep frown.

“He
was paying a woman every week to have sex with him.”

“Why
the fuck would he do that?”

She
had to laugh at his response. “Why do men do the things that they do? Not only
men, women can be just as bad.”

“He
had you warming his bed yet he paid money to fuck someone else?” York shook his
head. He looked both shocked and disgusted. “What an idiot.”

His
words warmed her.

“I can
tell you right now that if you were mine, I wouldn’t need anyone else.” A
growled whisper so sincere that it had her holding her breath for a few
seconds.

“Thank
you.” It slipped out before she could stop it. It made her sound really
pathetic.

“Why
are you thanking me?” York looked confused.