Swept Away: The First Bloodline (25 page)

Drink after drink. 
Taylor had no desire to look around now.  She only stared at Damien.

“Damien, please.  I don’t want to get polluted and make you sick with my vomit, but I can’t stop these fucked up feelings.  Either fix me, or see me puke eventually.” 

“Your wish is my command.  Relax here.  I’ll back in just a moment.”  She watched as he walked to the bar filling her drink again.  She drew in a slow and rickety breath as she thought about when he was going to be taking her back to the room.

She tried not to think about it
, knowing good and well it was all but amusing him.  She suspected.  As he turned back to her his eyes were bright with what again she assumed was some wicked thought.  Then that now familiar little tickle to her brain started its job.  Even though she knew she should be worried or concerned she couldn’t help but stare at him.  He was the definition of beautiful.  He was her aphrodisiac.  He was calming her down but to a place she could think rationally and enjoy herself.

             
She had felt enough emotions for one night and right now, she only wanted to feel him.  She raised her finger up at him smiling, gesturing him to come hither.  She was ready for him to have his way with her and the thought of not knowing with the possibilities, only heightened her arousal to new found places.

             
She watched as he walked, no glided over to her table.  He didn’t sit down, only stood next to her melting her in his stare.  He slid the drink in front of her waiting for her to finish it.  She did.  She guzzled it.  She no longer had any patience in seeing what the night had in store for her.

             
His cocky grin was completely and utterly justified because he knew he had her wrapped.  Wrapped to do anything he wanted to do at this point.

             
He lowered his face to hers but instead of lunging in and stealing her heart, soul, mind, and body, with his delicious kisses, he stopped mere inches from her.  Pausing.  Teasing her as she stared at only his lips.  She wanted to taste him.  Feel him.  Selfish she was, she wanted all he had to offer and she wanted it now.

             
Every pulse point in her body pounded against the surface, fighting to burst through her skin to freedom. 

             
She couldn’t take the absence of his mouth any longer.  She moved in taking his mouth the way she craved.  Everywhere her tongue wanted to touch, to feed off of, she did.  The taste of his mouth was exhilarating, mind blowing, taste bud stimulating.

             
His voice, rough as he pulled away from her.  “You ready for this?”

             
Breathy she moaned out, “Yes, Sir.”

             
The small smile on his face gleamed into a much bigger, larger, ‘I have you now’ smile.  And he was right to wear it.  He did have her now and there was nothing she could do to stop it.  She didn’t want to.

             
Her heart skipped a beat as he led her down the hall back to their room.  It stopped while he opened the door to their room.  A sudden burst of electricity as he stepped in the room first and pulled her into his body was like being shocked back to life.  Only instead of a normal sinus rhythm she was back to be tachy. 

             
His eyes now full of seriousness as she knew hers were full of vulnerability, as that was exactly the feeling that was overpowering her senses now. 

             
His lips weren’t moving but she could hear his voice calling to her.  It sounded as if it was in the distance but he was right there.

             
The violent pull of her body to his broke the connection.  Suddenly she was flat on the bed, spread eagle, butt naked and had no idea how she had gotten there. 

             
The sight of him above her wearing nothing but his jeans stirred her inner Goddess to life again.  She fought to take over Taylor’s body.

             
She felt his attack start at her right toe as he licked up her body.  Her breath again caught as he grazed lightly over her sex slowly as he crossed over.  Up to her navel, dipping his tongue inside as if it held a dish with his favorite meal inside.  Across her nipple leaving a chaste kiss before leaving the cool trail up to her mouth, licking lightly across her lips.

             
His voice would be breathy if he had to breathe.  She had no doubt at the hesitation in his voice.  “Taylor, are you sure you want to be with me.  There is no turning back after tonight if you have any doubts you have to tell me now.  Decisions have to be made Taylor.  I can’t explain them all to you tonight, but just know that I love you and have for a very, very long time.  Longer than you have been alive a long time.”

             
“No doubts.  I’m yours.” 
I’m all yours.  Every bit of my being belongs to you now.

             
Marry me?  Now?

             
Her eyes squinted together.  She never saw his mouth move.  Had her subconscious spoke to her or was he showing her yet another gift and proposing to her. 

             
Taylor listen to me.  I can’t go another minute in this world without knowing that you will be forever mine.  I have to hear you say it. 

She froze.
  This wasn’t her wishful thinking.  “Damien.  Are you doing,,,,? 
Can I really hear you?

             
I told you.  You are very special Taylor.  There is a lot you can do when you’re not clouding your mind with irrelevant rambling.

             
“Forget about that.  Did you just ask me to marry you?”  She held her breath hoping he said yes, but what about her kids, her sister?  How would she explain this to them?  What about when she started to age and he didn’t?  Would he still love her when she was old and fragile?  Would he turn her?  Would she be able to hand living without her children when they grew older and the inevitable happened?

             
Damien listened carefully as her mind once again demanded answers.  Instead of giving her them, he offered the time he knew she needed.  “I know this is a lot for you.  I’m selfish for just throwing that at you.  Take your time for now.  You have to know how it thrills me so that you can hear me.  You will be mine in every other way possible tonight.” His voice full of excitement, then passion, then fire, then something else.  She was already his and he knew it.

             
His lips were soft, his tongue met hers.  He tasted sweet, his hand slipped from her cheek to her neck, holding it as if he didn't want the kiss to end.  Their noses brushed each other as they continued, his hand began moving down to her shoulder, rubbing it slightly.  Her inner Goddess willed him to move lower still.

             
Her arms flew around his neck, hand resting on his neck, her fingers twisted in his hair, this only made him want more and she could tell from his deep raspy groan.  His hand moved from her shoulder that he had been caressing, to her breast, to her waist. 

             
She had no doubt that even through her roller coaster emotions, he was yearning for her just as much as she needed him. 

             
Taylor never had patience, it was never a strong virtue for her.  When she grew tired of trying to be patience, she reached out grabbing his very hard, throbbing, erection.  Rubbing through his jeans she wanted him inside her now, deep, to her core. 

             
She felt the vibration of his moan against her skin.  Sounds of moaning escaped her throat arousing him even further, his hands gripped her more tightly.  Kneading into her flesh with more determination.

             
“Taylor, what’s the scariest thing that you have ever done, that you feared the most?” 
Ok, where the hell is he going with this right now?

             
“I guess I would have to say,,,,,  falling in love with a vampire.”  Her words were soft as she spoke the words she knew her heart felt.

             
“Good answer.  Now tell me something else.”  He nipped harder at her nipple with his teeth.  She moaned out while arching her back up against him, offering more of herself to him. 

“Taylor you’re not answering me.  Didn’t you learn anything by those scenes?”
  He nipped harder this time.  She cried out as the bite sent a pleasure straight to her clit.

             
“Yes.  Ok, ok.” 
Come on Taylor, think of something
. 

             
Again he nipped hard turning to her other nipple. “Jesus!  I can’t think while you’re doing that to me.” 

             
She was hoping he would stop and give her a minute but instead while he continued his teasing assault to her nipples, his hand started slowly slid down her abdomen and she knew where it was headed.

“You better answer me before I reach your clit Sweet.  Remember I was patiently waiting for the opportunity to punish you.” 

              “Give me a second!  Ok, I got it.” She thought it but she didn’t say it because she knew damn well he could hear her.

             
“Oh no Sweet.  Say it out loud.  Remember you don’t want me hearing you and answering.  Your thoughts are your thoughts remember.”

             
Now you want to remember that.
  “Ok, this one time with Chase.  He wanted me to touch myself and let him watch.  I was scared and didn’t want to.  Embarrassed.” 
Oh holy hell, you know this already don’t you.

             
“Sure do.”  His mouth, his hand, both left her body and he was now looking into her eyes with his red, bright excited eyes.

             
“Oh no.  No, not happening.”  There was no way in hell.  She knew exactly where he was headed.

“Would you rather the alternative?”  His eyes
, if even possible, brightened even further. 
Alternative?  Really?  Ok so then I get to watch you?

             
He cocked his head to the side.  “You can watch if you want to.”  His smiled.  Something about it was telling her he didn’t mean masturbating. 

             
She started shaking her head no.  “Nope.  No paddles.  Hard limit.  This might be my first rodeo, but it doesn’t mean I haven’t had a look at the cowboys.”  She felt rather confident. 

Thank you Liz for getting me started on that damn book
, that got me in this mess to begin with.

             
“Hard limit huh?  So you’re ok with being punished but you want to use hard limits.  Ok.  Let’s get those out of the way now.  Ladies first.”

             
“Fine.  No paddles, no belts, no canes, and NO FUCKING WHIPS!” 
Don’t even try me, I will Red on you faster than your eyes can change.

             
He smiled.  “Ok.  I have two. No scenes, no other men or women.  That’s it.”

             
“Fine.”  That was easy.

             
“Anything else?”  His eyes were big and questioning, but as red as ever letting her know that his excitement was going nowhere.

             
“Nope.  That’s it.”  Coolness shined in her answer. 

Shouldn’t be hardly any pain at all.  I can do this.

              “Ok.  Then it starts now?”

             
“Ok.  Now.” 
Hmmm.  I just showed you.

Chapter Fourteen

             
He laughed loudly, not hiding any of it from her as he stood from the bed, going over to the little goodie box.  He pulled out two rolls of rope.

             
What the fuck?
  “No rope whippings either.”

             
“Sweet, you should have mentioned that earlier.  But I will take note of that now.  Good thing I don’t use rope for whippings as you put it.”

She watched as he unraveled the rope and brought it end to end.  Then he turned baring that ‘oh shit I’m in trouble’ smile of his.

“Stand up.”  He ordered and to her surprise, she stood right up in front of him.  “Raise your arms over your head and interlock your fingers.”  She had no idea where he was going with this but she was now convinced he wasn’t going to beat her so she was game.

He began to wrap the rope around her chest under her breast.  Two times the rope was wrapped, so there were now four pieces of the rope around her.  She stared waiting to see what was next.

He pulled the rope over the back of her right shoulder, running it down to the center of her chest under the rope and over her left shoulder, bringing it back around two more times above her breast.

She knew she should be scared as hell but she couldn’t help but to thin
k this was not only hot as hell, she felt sexy.  Strangely sexy.  She noted his lips turn into a small little pleasant smile with her thoughts.