Embrace the Power: A Paranormal Romance (The Blood Rose Series Book 9) (17 page)

He loved his city dwelling but spent an equal amount of time at his lake house. He also had an apartment downtown which he reserved to meet women or at other times his
doneuses
when he needed to feed.

He took her on a brief aerial tour of the property which spanned three acres with the house in the center. A powerful security system, similar to the one at the lake house, covered every inch of his home and gardens.

He’d made a woodland environment with tall pine trees around the entire perimeter. Holding Aralynn tight against his side, he pointed to the south. “The trees begin there and make a full circuit.”

“I see you have a dedicated path.”

“Yeah. I wanted that, too. A place to walk and think.”

“I know this may sound odd, Stone, but suddenly I want to run.”

He felt her strain against him as her wolfness rose to the fore. He felt an urgency to hold her close since his blood-hunger had risen once he had her in his arms. His fangs throbbed in his gums.

But he set aside his own need and dropped down to the edge of the long driveway where the walking path began. He was a little surprised when she leaped from his arms and shifted into her wolf form while midair, absorbing her clothes as she went.

She landed hard then rolled. She lay on her back for a moment, and yelped playfully a couple of times.
Stone, I’m tipsy. What with the beer, the whisky and the brandy.

He smiled. “Maybe we should just go inside.” Okay. He was totally thinking about himself.

Not a chance. I’ll make one circuit, then I’m all yours.
She flipped over and took off running at breakneck speed.

“I’m coming with.”

He flew above her, careful to keep from slamming into any trailing branches. She ran hard, her paws barely visible as she weaved and lurched along the winding path.

You’re loving this.

I am. I’m always cooped up in the castle.

What?

He heard her wolf voice, a sort of strangled yelp. Maybe that’s how wolf’s laughed.
I mean my cottage. Yup. I’ve been drinking.

She rounded the back of the property and he continued to move with her. He could feel her joy like a wave of pleasure rising from her body. She was beautiful to watch as she ran. She had dark reddish brown fur with a darker strip down her spine. She had a narrow muzzle and elegant forelegs.

He had it bad for Aralynn which made him think they were meant to be together even if she had concerns she needed to tell him about.

As they reached the far side of his property, a warning vibration went down his spine.
Dawn’s close.

I know. I’m feeling it, too.

Suddenly, she whirled through a shift, returning to her womanly form. She rose into the air at the same time and threw herself on him. He caught her and held them both steady in the air as he settled his lips on hers and kissed her hard.

She drew back. “We’d better get inside. I can hear your automatic steel shutters lowering all over the house.”

He flew with her in his arms, cutting through the woods. He crossed the east collection of concrete pads, garden beds and the occasional massive landscaping boulder. He landed on the front walkway which was lined with large pots of evergreens.

He lowered her to her feet and walked her to the front door. He used a keypad and let them in.

Whisking her into his arms, he took her across the threshold.

Once in the foyer, and with the door closed securely behind him, he levitated to a stop. He held her cradled in his arms once more and realized there was something he wanted to say to her. “I’ve never had a woman here like this before. I never wanted to. I’ve had parties and meetings, but nothing of a personal nature. Not like this and I want you to know that. You’re special to me, Aralynn.”

She stared at him, a soft smile on her lips. “I love that you’ve brought me here, Stone. This means a lot to me, more than you can know.”

He levitated slowly to the right of the large entry and passed by the library, then the closed doors of his massive office, and a billiard room. When he reached the small atrium that was normally open to the sky, Aralynn said, “I love the design of this home. And all night you could see the stars through there.”

“Yes, you could.” Now, however, the atrium was shuttered but soft lights throughout the space created a glow revealing an array of ferns and palms.

“This is such a beautiful home. I’m impressed.”

“I’ve always loved it. I had a spectacular elven architect who took my less than well-formed ideas and turned them into this house.” He moved past the atrium to a small sitting area that led into his large bedroom. The windows were shuttered as well. “You can see the pool from the window when we’re not closed up for the day.”

Setting her on her feet, she went straight for his large Guardsman-sized bed. Without hesitation, she flipped the covers back, throwing them all the way to the bench at the end of the bed. Very wolf.

She turned to him, laughing. “I’ve always wanted to do that.”

“And I think it’s brilliant.”

Because of her wild shifting, her braid had come undone. He went to her and helped her pluck the pins out and free the rest of her hair. He set the collection on the nightstand, then slid his hand behind her neck. “I’ve wanted this so much, Aralynn, ever since we were at Joseph’s. That must make me sound crazed. Hell, maybe I am.”

He kissed her hard, driving his tongue in and out of her mouth. She groaned, but not politely like she had in the restaurant. This time, she let it out.

Her arms snaked around his neck and he held her tight against him. He was pressed the full length of her, enjoying how she writhed against him.

He released her, whirled her around to face away from him then unzipped her dress. He didn’t waste time, but unhooked her bra, then fell to his knees. While she remained standing, he grabbed her hips and spent some time kissing her bottom. He bit at her playfully which caused her to cry out. “Yes! More of that. My wolf wants to feel those teeth.”

He was careful not to use his fangs. They were meant only for opening a vein. But his incisors he used vigorously which had her reaching to pull off her panties.

“Bite me everywhere.”

He removed her heels and her thong. “I want you face down on the bed.”

She chuckled. “Yes, Mastyr.”

He watched as she slowly and with several intentional rolls of her hips, obeyed him. He’d been with several shifter females and knew what they liked. He was glad of the experience because the only thing that mattered to him right now was making sure Aralynn loved every second of what he was about to do.

He stripped out of his suit in a blur of motion. It felt good to be naked, in his home and with the woman he intended to make his own.

He moved in behind her, slid his hands beneath her thighs, then pulled her backward to the edge of the bed until her feet were flat on the floor. He dropped to his knees again and took his time kissing the insides of her thighs. He nipped at her as well and used both hands to knead the flesh of her ass. She moaned often.

He began kissing her sex which made him as stiff as hell, especially because she tasted of her woodland-herbal scent. He used only his lips at first, but when her hips began to rock and she was groaning heavily, he dipped his tongue inside.

She arched and cried out. “Sweet Goddess, Stone! Do more of that.”

Hell, yeah, he would. He licked her sex in long swipes then once more dove inside. He set up a rhythm that had her crying out again. But he wasn’t about to make this simple for her.

He withdrew and kept up the external kissing and licking then added some serious bites. She growled and yipped in her wolf voice and hit the bed with her palms.

He tongue fucked her again only this time he added a vibration that had her shouting for more. He lifted up her hips to get the right angle then went vampire fast with his tongue, pummeling her until her whole body writhed and she jerked sideways several times, shouting the whole time.

He felt her release roll through her, which had his cock twitching some more.

When her body began to relax, he slowed the movements of his tongue and lowered her hips to the bed. He rose up and drifted his erect cock over her dripping sex.

He wanted to be inside her so bad. With all those juices flowing, he’d slip all the way in. But he wanted her to take a moment.

Stone, you okay?

You’re beautiful from here and I loved what I just did to you.

I need more.

Tell me. I’ll do anything.

To his tremendous relief, she rose up on her hands and knees then looked back at him. “I’m a wolf, remember? You need to bite the back of my neck to really bring me. I mean, to bring me hard.”

He climbed up on the bed, his gaze fixed on her swollen sex. His cock straight as an arrow aimed right for her.

Settling in behind her, it was just as he’d thought, because the moment he pressed the head of his cock into her sex and pushed the smallest amount, he slid in.

He groaned heavily. “You can’t imagine how good that feels.”

She arched her hips which gave his cock a tug and dammit if he didn’t almost come. “Oh, yes I can.”

He grabbed her hips and held her steady. He squeezed his eyes shut. “I want to do this right, but I’m on the edge, woman. You’ve made me hard as a rock.”

“Stone?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you feed from me after you bite me?”

“Is that what you want?”

“Yes. Please. I feel desperate for both things, a strong wolf bite then your vampire fangs.”

He leaned over her and carefully pulled the mass of her hair off to the right side of her neck. He pumped into her in long, deep thrusts. She kept her head tilted as well so he could see her throat and the pulse of her waiting vein.

Despite the fact that his fangs wanted to descend, he needed to take care of her first. He leaned over her. He’d been taught where and how to give the dominance bite and that it released a hormone in the female that made her sex constrict.

He couldn’t wait.

Slowly, he moved his cock in and out of her as he lowered his teeth onto her neck. He opened his mouth as wide as he could, stroking her deep the whole time.

He began moving his hips faster. He could hear that she was breathing hard in anticipation. When he knew he had his teeth in the right spot, he bit down, driving faster still. He held on as she bucked beneath him, then cried out and howled.

At the same time, he couldn’t help what happened next. Her well began pulling on him like a fist and he started to come. He rose up and slammed into her as each pulse of his cock added to the lightning strike of pleasure that kept flowing.

He shouted over and over as the orgasm rolled, maybe the best he’d ever known. He kept pumping, her howls stroking his balls. Sweet Goddess!

When at last he’d emptied all that he had into her, he was breathing hard. It took him a moment to settle down. He followed her as she flattened herself onto the bed and ended up lying on top of her.

“Holy fuck,” he whispered against her neck. “That was amazing.”

“You didn’t drink from me.”

“How could I with your sex working me like nothing I’ve ever known before?”

He felt her chuckle. “I’m so glad. And it was amazing.”

After a couple of minutes, she shifted enough to meet his gaze. “I caught a glimpse of your shower and I’d sure like to try it out. Care to join me?”

He growled softly. “Yes, I would.”

Chapter Seven

As Rosamunde headed to the shower, she was still dizzy from her recent release. She swore she had enough feel-good shooting through her veins to last her a lifetime.

Right now, as she stepped into his shower with five awesome heads, she fired up the water not caring that she got her hair wet.

Stone wasn’t far behind. But instead of joining her right away, he leaned against the frame of the shower for a moment, watching her.

He was smiling and looking her up and down. She turned to face him and was careful to give him a good show, lathering up her breasts and between her legs while keeping her gaze fixed on him. He stroked his cock at the same time.

Now it was her turn to watch as he grew erect again.

Mastyr vampires had stamina.

A marble bench ran along the entire side of the shower, which gave her an idea.

She crooked her finger at him. “Come, let me get you clean.” She then leaned down and patted the bench.

She didn’t have to ask twice. He moved in swiftly and sat down. He sprawled for her, throwing his legs wide and giving her room. She left the shower for a moment and grabbed a towel which she threw down on the tiles for her knees. She wanted to take her time.

She sank down and made herself comfortable. Using the soap, she smoothed the foam up his cock and slowly massaged, rimming the crown, and using her palm all the way to the base. She did the same for his balls, exploring the heavily ribbed skin and the vulnerable jewels within.

His hips rocked more than once.

She told him to stay put as she rose up and directed one of the heads over his groin. With the water flowing, she cleaned away the soap. After she’d adjusted the water away from him, she once more dropped to her knees then lowered her lips to him.

She heard him hiss as she surrounded the head and sucked lightly then licked and played with him. Her fingers spread up and out, searching the muscles of his abdomen then falling along his hips and down his powerful thighs. She kept sucking and occasionally worked his cock with her hands as well. But mostly she felt him up all over, reaching as much of his amazing body as she could while still using her mouth to pleasure him.

His tattoos called to her. Especially the vine that travelled down his leg. She left his cock to kiss and lick her way to his ankle then all the way back up. His pecs were thick and as worthy of her lips as his cock. She sucked on one nipple then the other, using her hands to caress and massage.

He had swirling knife-point tattoos all across his chest that looked like a tangled mass of weaponry. It was sexy as hell. She licked each black-ink blade and ended up straddling him, her arms around his neck.