Immortal Fire (4 page)

Chapter Six

To regain some of her control,
Kai agreed to meet Donovan at the restaurant. She also planned to be fifteen
minutes late. The problem with that was that she was rarely late for anything,
and going against her nature was often more trouble than it was worth.

She glared at her figure in the
full length mirror in her room. Despite her size, she had a good shape,
generous curves, breasts still high although the twenty-eight double-D bra size
was just tempting gravity. Tonight she would tempt Donovan with the animal
print parachute styled dress she wore, matched with her open toed heels. The
shortness of the dress and the shoes showed off her legs, her second best
asset, to perfection. Donovan would be worked up into
a
lather
in no time.

Stepping out of her room, she
encountered her mother in the hall. “Night, Mom. I’ll be late or if all goes
well, I won’t be home tonight. Don’t worry, because I probably won’t call.” She
winked.

Her mother shook her head. “Kai
when are you going to settle down?”

“Never if I can help it.” She
kissed her mother’s cheek.

“I haven’t had the chance to talk
to Betty yet. Are you going out with that
Karey
fellow? Let me give Betty a call.”

“Never mind.” She strolled to the
top of the stairs. “
Ove
sent one of his henchmen to
say he had no info on him. I’ll feel him out on my own. Don’t worry. Bevin’s
there.”

“I don’t like you consorting with
demons, Kai.” Her mother frowned, forgetting apparently that she had borne a
child with one. “They’re evil all the way through. You can’t trust them.”

“Mom, I know. Like I said,
Ove
has no information on Donovan. As far as I can tell,
he’s human. Mitzi confirmed it, and Bevin didn’t notice anything either. And
before you say it, I am not back to running behind
Ove
,
and Bevin is just for my protection.”

Kai headed down the stairs before
her mother could make another protest. She was in full agreement on the
assessment of demons.
Ove
was the crème de la crème
of demons. They lusted worse than humans, which is where she suspected she got
her insatiable sex drive, but love was not possible.
Ove
didn’t even pretend to care, and that had hurt most over the years.

Outside the mansion she shared
with her mother, the chauffeur had pulled around her Porsche convertible. She
eased behind the wheel, started her baby up and peeled out of the driveway.

Fifteen minutes later, she pulled
up to the restaurant and spotted Donovan through the windows, pacing. She
wondered at what point he would think she wasn’t coming. Not being able to wait
a moment longer herself, she scooted inside to feast her eyes on his luscious face
and body.

“Waiting for me?” She grinned,
strolling up to him.

To her surprise, he grabbed hold
of her and tugged her close. His lips covered hers in a searing kiss that
almost made her do an about face, dragging him behind her to get to the nearest
bed.

“Mm,” she murmured when he
released her. “What was that about?”

“You.” His arched brow and frown
showed him to be less turned on than she was. “Three days, Kai. And you’re late
too. Is this punishment for how I treated you during our phone sex?”

She
pouted,
something she never did. “You’re telling me you didn’t enjoy it?”

“Woman, please.”

Kai laughed. “Sorry. I entertain
myself tormenting men.” Maybe she was more like
Ove
than she thought. “Come along, lover. I’m hungry.”

They were soon seated, and Kai
busied herself with unfolding her napkin and placing it across her lap. When
she had put in her order for a salad and nothing else, Donovan protested.
“That’s all you’re having?”

“I’m on a diet.”

He perused the menu for the
second time and then looked up at the waiter. “Go ahead and give me two of
those, one for the lady. Thanks.”

“What?” Kai put her hands on her
hips. “I do not need you to order for me, Donovan.”

“Say it again.”

“Say what again?”

He grinned. “My name. It sounds incredible
falling from those sweet lips.”

She rolled her eyes. “Down boy.
We’re here for me to learn a little about you. My father says he has not heard
of you. So who are you? What’s your secret?”

He leaned back in his chair,
appearing to be at ease, like he had not a care in the world and nothing that
would make her run in the opposite direction. But everyone had them. Hers the
biggest of all. If only he knew what she
was.
She
hadn’t been tormenting him when she didn’t call him. She’d been regenerating.
The process took a lot out of her, and she had to depend on Mitzi and Bevin to
take care of her physical body until her spirit could blend with it again. What
would she do if someone stole it or destroyed it? Would she have to exist as
Bevin did? She had no idea how.

“I have no secrets,” he insisted.
“But I will tell you about myself. I am the oldest of ten brothers.”

“Ten! No girls?”

He shook his head. “None. I am
responsible for them all in a manner of speaking. I head up the family
business. Both my parents are alive and well, as yours are.”

“Are they together?”

“They are.” He hesitated. “In my
family, the men are very dominant. It would not occur to my mother to leave my
father. He would never allow it anyway.”

Kai stared at him like he’d lost
his mind. He must have. She leaned forward over the table. “Save my peace of
mind and tell me she works outside the home.”

He grimaced. “With ten boys?
True, five are old enough to have moved out. The others are still in school.”
He burst out laughing. The timbre of his voice sent shivers over her body. “You
can’t judge me. You’re still living at home. Isn’t that against the norm?
You’re what, twenty-five?”

She smirked. “Nice try. I’m
thirty. And I’m still at home because it’s pointless to move out. My mother
owns a mansion. I don’t have to run into her if I don’t want to.” She didn’t
say the last time she’d tried it, poor Bevin had had his hands full all night
every night trying to ward off enemies. And
Ove
had
refused to get his friend to cast a protection spell over her apartment. He had
been determined she should live in her mother’s house. If she wanted to live as
a human, then she had to make sacrifices.

“Uh huh. Like you didn’t ‘run’
into her when she banged on the door while we were in the midst of some hot
phone sex.”

She waved her hand and stood up.
“Dance with me?” She tried to make it less commanding. Still he raised an
eyebrow. She imagined him bringing her home to his parents, a woman who loved
working at her mother’s corporation and would not give it up for any man.

What the hell?
Her thoughts had strayed in the wrong direction.
Donovan would be her lover. That’s all. Nothing more.

He rose and took her hand, a
reproving look on his face. No doubt he wanted to be the one to ask her to
dance. Could he be
more old
fashioned? They moved out
on the dance floor, and she glided into his arms. Donovan’s hand settled just at
the curve of her ass, his pinky teasing her crack. She felt his cock starting
to swell between them, and from the intensity in his eyes he was likely to
agree if she suggested they leave now, before they ate.

“Are you always ready for sex?”
she teased.

“Always.” He covered her mouth,
and Kai gave into him. He caught hold of her tongue, sucked it while the rumble
of a moan vibrated from his mouth to hers. They swayed together side to side,
the music helping to stir Kai’s arousal. Kai broke the kiss and settled her
head on his shoulder. Donovan’s hand slid lower.

She pulled it back up, casting an
accusing glare at him. “We can’t make love on the dance floor, Donovan. The
patrons would be shocked.”

“Interesting choice of words. It
would make a nice show.”

“What do you mean ‘interesting
choice of words’?”

He shrugged. “Nothing.”

When he wouldn’t answer, she
glanced over his shoulder at her hand tucked around his neck. Her eyes bugged
at the sight of her fingernails. She had always kept them well-manicured,
preferring clear polish to colors. And they were normally no longer than a half
inch more than the tip of her finger.

Yet right now, the fingernails on
her left hand were at least an inch and a half, and they had a reddish hue to
them. In a futile attempt to force them to go back to normal, she shook her
hand behind Donovan’s head.

He looked down at her. “Are you
okay?”

She chuckled. “Sure, why wouldn’t
I be?”

“Just wondering. You seem
agitated. We can forego dinner and go back to my place.”

She had every intension of
joining him at his place. An extra pair of panties and a travel toothbrush was
already stuffed into her purse. She hadn’t wanted to be too obvious packing an
overnight bag in her car. That would come later.

The song they were dancing to
ended. “No, I wasn’t joking when I said I was hungry. Remember, I’m on a diet.
Need to lose thirty pounds or so. I don’t skip meals.”

He caught hold of her chin. “And
I wasn’t joking when I ordered that steak for you. You are incredibly beautiful
just as you are. I love a woman with meat on her bones.”

Kai winked and grinned. “Hey, I
didn’t say I thought I was ugly. I do like my shape.” She wiggled her hips
against him, making him growl. “I just said I’m bigger than I want to be. You
should know I don’t like a man to try to control me.”

He didn’t argue as he led her
back to the table, but she had the feeling he let her words float right by him.
He would try to tame her, and she would resist.

Chapter Seven

Donovan watched Kai’s hips sashay
as she entered his apartment. He had noticed her alarm earlier when they were
dancing, but wasn’t worried about it. She’d know the truth soon enough. But for
now, this was about him and her entangled together atop the silk sheets on his
bed.

Without bothering to turn on any
lights, especially since he had not a stick of furniture in the living room, he
aimed her toward the bedroom, perfectly able to see in the dark. He noticed she
hadn’t hesitated either. When she opened her mouth to ask him something, he
kissed her neck. “
Shh
, unless you’re about to shout
over a coming orgasm, which I doubt since I haven’t gotten my hands on you yet,
let’s end the conversation.

“Hmm. I agree. Where have you
been all my adult life?”

“I’m here now.” Next to his bed,
he turned her to face him. “Use me as you will.”

Kai didn’t have to be asked
twice. She turned the tables in a heartbeat, exchanging positions with him and
shoving him down on the bed. When she climbed atop him, one knee on either
side, he almost erupted. The dim lighting in the room didn’t stop him from
seeing every delicious curve and the bounce of her voluptuous breasts when she
worked her dress up over her hips until she could discard it. Unable to stop
himself, he reached out to pinch her nipples. The tiny peaks hardened under his
fingers. Impatient, he yanked her bra out of the way and ran his thumbs over
her nipples.

“You’re so beautiful, Kai. Come
here and let me taste you.”

She leaned down to bring her
breasts within inches of his mouth, and he took one in between his lips while
kneading the other. Her moans encouraged him, fed his desire. He released her
breast to slide his hand down between them to cup her center. She was so
hot,
he imagined she burned his palm. When he stroked,
feeling the dampness behind her panties, she pushed harder against his hand.

“Take them off,” he demanded.

He watched her ease backward off
the bed and reach back to unsnap her bra. Before she could move on to her
panties, he reached out and tore them from her body. Her heady aroma filled his
nostrils, and he breathed her in deep.

“I need to eat you now.” He
didn’t give her a chance to climb on the bed. He gripped her hips and lifted
her up and over his face. Slowly he lay back already dipping his tongue into
her cream. She tasted so
good,
he could feed between
her thighs all night. And he had every intention of doing that and more.

From her opening to her clit, he lapped
and sucked, squeezing and coaxing her to give him more. When he had licked away
all she had, he clamped down on her swollen pearl to work her into an orgasm.
Her muscles
spasmed
, she cried out and gave him what
he
craved,
her thick delicious cream. With her pussy
held firm against his mouth, he was oblivious to anything else until she
unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.

Her hot palm raced over his flesh
making him expand and lengthen. He let his head fall back and he gasped. “I
can’t concentrate on what I’m doing while you do that.”

She chuckled. “
Aww
.”

He removed her hand and flipped
over so that she was on her back. “Now, you can touch when I am finished with
my meal.” He kissed her belly, liking the way she trembled each time he touched
her. “For now, lay back and enjoy.”

“I’m used to—”

He laid a hand over her lips and
rather than explain who was in charge and how different things would be with
him as her lover, he instead lifted her thighs higher and plunged his tongue
inside her pussy.

* * * *

She wanted to demand who he
thought he was telling her what to do, covering her mouth so she couldn’t speak,
but at the moment words escaped her. He ran his tongue in and out of her like
it was a mini-cock, and she could not argue with him if she tried. More than
anything, she loved when a man went down on her, but none of her previous
lovers seemed to want to stay down there very long, certainly not longer than
one orgasm. Donovan didn’t appear to want to come up for a breath, let alone to
let her stroke him. Who was she to complain?

She tried pressing his head and
raising her hips, but he held her hands down at her sides. Her eyes widened
when he clamped onto her clit and drew it into his mouth. He watched for her
reaction while still holding her down.

“Donovan!” She wiggled to pull
away, the sensations too strong. He released one wrist to hold her body down.
She shut her eyes, and soon her orgasm shattered all control. Clenching the
sheets, she screamed his name a second and third time. He held on. She broke
free and crawled away, but he followed. “I couldn’t possibly . . .” she began.

“Let me prove you can, baby.”

From behind he pressed his mouth
onto her pussy. Just the rawness of it had her climbing toward another orgasm.
When the ecstasy subsided, he stretched his body out over hers. He lifted
himself an inch or so to tear out of his clothing, and then his warm hard body
pressed against hers. He laid his hands over her hands and whispered for a
kiss. She turned her head to meet his lips, and tasted herself there.

Sex had never been this good in
her experience, and they hadn’t even had intercourse yet. He rested his cock
between her legs at her opening, but he didn’t push in. No man had this much
restraint.

“You do want it, don’t you?”

“Have I made you question your
desirability? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.” He kissed her shoulder. “I could
come right where I am, believe me. Your body drives me nuts. But I want to
torment myself with the anticipation.”

“You’re too good to be true.” She
had an urge to assert herself, but resisted. Where Donovan was leading their
sexual encounter had led to loads of pleasure so far. She would be a fool to
baulk now. Reaching back to stroke his hip, she pushed her rear up. “I know you
want to get inside me, lover. I keep myself tight.”

His eyes widened. “How?”

“That’s my secret. Come inside.”

Bracing himself on his hands, he
used his knee to nudge her legs apart. Kai arched her back, at the verge of
pleading for his entry. The tip of his cock parted her folds. She gasped and
pushed toward him. He stopped, rested a hand on her back. “Don’t move. Stay
still. Let me do it all.”

“I can’t.”

“You can. Let me guide you.”

“Donovan!”

Stubborn to the end, he waited.
She wrestled for self-control. Inch by slow inch, he drove himself into her.
Kai balled her fingers in the sheets and clenched her jaw. The tangy taste of
blood coated her tongue. When she reached up to run her fingers over her teeth,
it was to find them sharpened points.
No!

Focusing on the odd happenings to
her body was impossible. Donovan had pushed himself to the hilt. He grunted as
he drove in and out. “Damn, you are tight. I can barely fit inside. Oh, baby,
you feel good.”

He squeezed her ass cheeks and
held her flat against the bed. Kai smothered the guttural sounds emanating from
her throat. She was a beast, a beast that loved being filled with Donovan’s
shaft. She couldn’t get enough, wanted to rear back on him, force him deeper
whether she had the capacity for it or not, but she couldn’t overcome his
strength or his commands.

The
sensations
tightening the muscles along her pussy walls was
downright hedonistic.
Kai bit her knuckles and whined through four orgasms and still Donovan kept up
his steady pace, angling his hard-on toward her sweet spot until her head spun.
Without warning, he let his full weight come down on her body so that she was
pinned beneath him. He shoved deep and retreated, shoved deep and retreated
again, almost bouncing.

Kai couldn’t hold back any
longer. Donovan took her hands and held them down at her sides. “I’m going to
let it go. Are you ready?”

“Yes!” she shouted.

It had to be a flood, to be
unnatural how his come filled her, spilling out around the sides of his rocking
cock and soaking the bed beneath them. He growled much like she had felt like doing
seconds ago, yet he didn’t soften. His cock kept its massive shape, and he left
it inside her when he finally slowed and then stopped his grind.

Kai lay trying to catch her
breath, and Donovan’s breathing matched. He showered small kisses on her cheeks
and neck then kissed the top of her head.

“There, now wasn’t it better to
let me lead you?” He chuckled. “You should trust me.”

Trust? Donovan was the best lover
she’d ever had, bar none, but something wasn’t right. She’d been turned on many
times in the past, and not once had she manifested her demon side. Not once.
Before this went any further with him, she needed to find out what in hell was
going on.