Eternal Temptation (9 page)

“Where the hell was your father?”

“He was negotiating a treaty with another vampire clan or something like that. I don’t really remember. No one saw it coming though. He was a wreck after that. I grew up with him for five years before he finally gave up and committed suicide.”

Cassie couldn’t look at him. She smiled softly even as her heart broke. She’d been the told the stories so many times by the workers around the house. It was like she could remember these things actually happening as if she’d been there. She honestly couldn’t though. She was too young. The only memories she had of her father would good ones and for that, she was thankful.

Tears blurred her vision so she rolled away from him on the cot.

“It looks like we’ve both suffered the loss of loved ones.”

Cassie snorted. “What a way to get to know someone. I should have just asked you your favorite color instead.” She heard the soft, gentle sound of his laughter and the tight vice around her heart eased.

Of course there was always one thing she’d never understood. One thing that no one had ever been able to explain to her. Why her father had promised to marry her to Daniel when she turned twenty-five.

She missed her dad so much, and yet he was the cause of her problems right now. A thought hit her. Pulling her lip between her teeth, she nibbled on it. Could she do it? She glanced over at the dark lykaen sitting in front of the flames. For him, she could. Before she had to go, she had to help him. Cassie shoved the nasty thought aside with brutal force. She realized during her conversation with the lykaen just what she had to do.

The one time he was vulnerable to her was when she pleasured him. At least that was the road she was willing to take, because this whole baring your soul thing was too rough for her.

She had no idea if her plan would work, but she was thrumming with excitement to find out.

Darien, get ready to have your socks knocked off.

Chapter 7

It took hours before Darien’s eyes closed and he finally drifted off to sleep. Cassie whispered a thank you that at least he had moved to the floor and not stayed in that blasted chair. Her plan would hardly work otherwise.

She crawled down next to him, gingerly testing the floorboards for squeaks. When it was safe, she laid down, resting her head in his lap as gently as possible. When he didn’t move, she sighed. The man really was a heavy sleeper. She almost laughed remembering how bad she’d been before. She’d never put her mouth on a man that way before and damn if she didn’t like it.

The idea of waking Darien up again by sucking his cock had her nipples tightening into points. She sighed. Soon, my lykaen. Soon.

She relaxed against his big warm body and drifted off to sleep with him. Tomorrow she’d start her seduction.

The second she fell into the dream world, he was there. His eyes were cold as he stalked towards her. She started to take a step back but he grabbed her shoulders.

“I saw you today. I’m close, Cassandra. I’m going to find you.”

She shook her head. “No!”

“Come back to me now. I won’t hurt you, you have my promise.”

Her wretched laughter grated on her own ears. “I remember how well you keep your promises. You might keep them in one way but you still punish in others.”

He pulled back his hand and slammed his fist into her face. Her head snapped back and sharp, hot, blooming pain burst around her nose and mouth. It was only a dream, yet the pain felt so real. He had the power to make it that way just like he had the power to invade her dreams.

“Where are you sleeping at, Cassandra?”

“In a tiki hut.” He pulled her hair hard, ripping several strands out.

“Try again,” he hissed in her face. She dragged open her eyes and cringed at the menace in his face.

“Bangladesh. I took a little trip there heard the food was good.” The environment around them shifted and contorted like a black tar monster rising from the ground. Globs rained down around her and turned white into the shape of a wall. The shapes fell flat and straightened into a tiny four-cornered room. Fear clogged her throat, sent her heart racing as he slammed her whole body back against the wall.

She needed to run. Just move! He could invade her dreams but they were still hers. She could make a door appear if she just focused hard enough.

She didn’t see his fist coming but she sure as shit felt it. Her head cracked into the wall and dry wall fell down around her.

“You are mine. You will always be mine and no one else’s.”

“Oh, yeah. Says who?”

“Said your father. Says me.” Cassie pushed him away with everything she had and made a dash to the left. She pushed her mind hard, envisioning a swinging door she could push right through. Relief filled her as it appeared. She ran into it but it wouldn’t budge. She screamed and slammed her fists into it, kicking it as footsteps came closer behind her.

“Nu uh uh. I’m not ready for you to go.” He stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, trapping her arms to her side. A hand moved, cupped her breast, started fondling her it with a possessive touch. Revulsion and spitting anger engulfed her like fire.

“No!” She whipped her head back and caught his nose in a hard smack. He loosened his hold and she willed the door open again. This time it opened, and she ran through it.

“You better fucking run, Cassandra because I’m closer than you even know. I’m going to get you back!”

Cassie was running through the forest again, but suddenly the scenery changed. The cold in her bones left her in a quick rush that had her faltering to a stop. Her face no longer hurt from the hit nor did the top of her head from where she’d lost her hair.

Cassie looked around as suddenly she was back in the cabin with Darien. She wasn’t laying on his lap anymore because he had slid down beside her and now spooned with her from behind.

Was this a trick from Daniel? No it couldn’t be. He didn’t have those kinds of powers. He didn’t even know what Darien looked like if he could conjure a fake one up.

This must be her own dream now. Darien was pressed against her back; his heat like a big blanket around her.

He pulled up the front of her shirt and cupped her naked breast in his big hot hand. She sucked in a breath as his scratchy palm grazed over her soft nipple. He growled, thrusting his hips against her ass. He acted like a pleased animal, encouraging her sexual prowess with his growls and thrusts.

She’d never had a wet dream before but if this was what they were like then she was totally on board. He pinched and tugged at her nipple before making a frustrated sound and turning her to face. With a roll, he grabbed her waist and lifted her until she was on top of him. Then he popped her hard nipple into his mouth and sucked fiercely.

A deep throb began pulsing inside her. He made her nipple wet and puckered then switched to the other one so that the chilled air teased it like an icy feather.

“Darien,” she whispered.

“You’re beautiful,” he said pulling away from her breast. “You make me crazy. I don’t think I can wait. I want you so bad, Cassie.
Lumara.
” He started pulling off her clothes, and then his own until they were both naked before the dim fire.

Her heart fluttered in her chest as he kissed his way down her stomach. Her arms couldn’t sit still, and she had no idea what to do with them so she grabbed onto his thick hair, pulling most of it out of the tie he always kept it in.

“What are you doing?” She swallowed over the lump in her throat terrified and excited to hear the answer.

His big hands grabbed her thighs then slowly pushed her legs open. His eyes lingered on her open sex before they slowly traveled up her body, taking in every inch of her bare skin before stopping at her eyes.

“I’m going to fuck you. It’s not going to be slow and easy. I can’t do that. Not even for you, Cassie. I’m going to take you hard, but I’ll make it good for you, I promise.”

Cassie panted at his deep-spoken words, struggled to take in everything he was saying because a second later his tongue darted between her soft, wet folds and was teasing her clit with a dexterous move that had her writhing against him.

She’d never felt anything like it. Intense, burning pleasure centered solely on her sex as he tongued her with feverish passion. A hard trembling started quickly in her hips. It trailed down to settle in her thighs, then moved out to tingle in her fingertips.

She stammered his name, “Darien.”

He growled ruthlessly against her, vibrating her flesh, and then she exploded into a million pieces. Her head flew back as she jerked hard against his tongue, harsh cries coming out of her dry throat. She saw nothing but black as if her vision had to shut down just to deal with the energy of her orgasm.

It seemed like it took forever for her to fall back down into her body. She felt like a feather in a gentle wind softly gliding back and forth, lower and lower until finally she landed back on earth.

Two big hands settled on her waist and jerked her a foot closer to him. Cassie’s eyes shot open and she looked first at his glazed, burning eyes then down his big hard chest to his cock. She licked her lips. Either he was bigger than she remembered or it was the angle because the man was thicker than her wrist and much too long to be natural.
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Or her imagination had just taken over at this point.

He leaned down and kissed her. It was only their second kiss. Do dream kisses even count? Yeah, she was totally counting this because he tasted like her sex and thrust his tongue inside her mouth like he was trying to tell her what he was about to do to her.

The kiss was rough and hard, and she loved everything about it. He pulled back and growled at her, his voice no longer the smooth timber it usually was but a raw, hoarse sound that sent shivers down her spine.

“I can give it to you this way or from behind. Tell me now because it’s the only choice I’m giving you.”

Her mouth opened and closed several times before she remembered to actually use words. “Like this.” She was desperate to see his face when he came, to touch him everywhere she could reach.

He sat back on his knees and spread her legs around him. He loosely fisted his cock, then rubbed it up and down her creamy core. She shivered; his face pulled into a mask of pain.

Cassie’s eyes closed to half mass and all she could do was watch him work. Sweat glistened off his temples, dampened his hair to his forehead and shoulders. She wanted to lick it away. Wanted to sink her fangs into him as he took her...as he made her his. The dying firelight danced orange flames around his back, giving him a golden halo around his dark skin.

The head of his cock circled around her clitoris, making her hips jerk in response. He growled, pleased by her reaction. Then he dipped his cock back down through her soft, wet folds and pushed at her entrance, testing her.

Panting, Cassie dug her fingernails into the wood below her, flexed her stomach, and waited for the first thrust. He didn’t take her hard, but teasingly pressed into her until only his head was wrapped around her tight channel.

His lips parted as his breathing quickened. “You’re...tight.” He pushed in another inch, and she watched as the muscles in his biceps flexed hard, the veins thickening and bulging, as his hands squeezed her waist. He was working himself into her, and it was excruciating; it was wonderful. Spread so full and open. So this was what it was like.

“You’re perfect. Just for me, little vampire.”

And then his hands curled around her hips, holding her still, and he slammed inside.

Her barrier gave, and she cried out. The room vanished before her eyes and she jerked awake. Confusion then satisfaction settled in.

Darien Kategan was inside her. Their clothes were not completely off as in her dream, but now they both looked at each other in confused wonder as they took stock of everything.

He was seated hard, full, and deep inside her leaving no spare room for anything. Her virginity was gone, and the slight burning pain was fading into something much stronger, much better inside her where he was planted.

His mouth opened and closed several times and she waited, wondering what he would do.

He pulled back his hips an inch then pushed back in on a heavenly groan. His face fell to her neck and he trembled above her.

“Cassie,” he said raggedly.

Profound relief surged through her.
He won’t stop.

His breath was a hot, moist heat against her neck. She took the opportunity to wrap her hands around his back. She’d never done this before but something hot and wild was inside her. It nagged at her to move, to touch, to do
something.

Her hips started pumping gently against his, and with each little movement her breath kicked up a little higher, and her orgasm came a little bit closer.

“No, dammit. This is wrong.” His hips pulled back and she wrapped her legs around him, prepared to pull him in if he tried to leave. He didn’t leave though. He retreated the barest of inches, then shoved back in her tight flesh. He shuddered again above her. Then his hand was in her hair, cupping her head close to him. “Baby this isn’t right.”