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Authors: Elizabeth Lapthorne
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Vicci cried out again as Vlad’s teeth sank seductively into her shoulder. She could feel his restraint, his hunger and the depth of his desire. He wanted her more than anything else, would keep her safe and protect her and let her be everything she could be.
They really did complete each other and resonate with each other. She could push him higher than he could ever reach alone—and she felt his absolute devotion to do exactly the same for her.
As he drank her blood, joining them together in some indescribable way, Vicci’s heart overflowed with love. She knew she had to be a willing participant in this moment, wanted to draw him even closer.
“Unlock,” she said, surprised to find her voice but a thin thread of sound. Obediently, the manacles fell to the side, freeing her.
Yes, my love, please thrust deeper inside me,
she thought, bringing her hands down to his ass and pulling him even further into her. She felt Vlad licking her wound as his hips canted, rotated, pushing him as deeply inside her as they could possibly fit.
For just one moment, Vicci wondered if she had passed beyond and ended up in paradise.
Chapter Eight
Vlad hazily came back to himself. He had been so deeply inside Vicci, both mentally as well as physically, he hadn’t known exactly where he ended and she began. It had been the most erotic, perfect moment of his existence.
Gently, he healed his marks and began to thrust seductively within her. He could feel his cock brush against where the anal bead lay, and he sent a small amount of energy to it, making it dance and sing inside her, driving her even higher than she could believe possible.
In and out he thrust, slowly rebuilding the climax one more time within his love. He knew with an innate self-knowledge that they were bound, and spilling his seed inside her would only seal their link forever.
And create their child.
Vlad felt a peacefulness and satisfaction well within him as the knowledge grew.
“We’re really creating this child?” Vicci asked softly, wonder filling her voice. Vlad looked down into her cloudy eyes. He simply nodded, not knowing how to better express himself. Vicci turned slightly, rolling them over. Vlad felt a huge grin cross his face.
“What happened to me being your master and commander? Men are traditionally on top, my love,” he chided, trying hard not to laugh.
“I think it’s time a woman took you in hand. Men have a tendency to get out of control when allowed to have too much power.”
Vlad idly reached a hand around, patting her on the ass. “I don’t think I’ll be getting too much out of control now when I have you and this luscious ass to play with.”
Vicci grinned evilly. “You just want me for my ass, huh?”
“No,” he said seriously, “I want you because you are the only woman I can link to like this. You’re the only woman I know who even has the potential to have my children. I want you,” he continued, lowering his voice and raising a hand to pull her head to his, “because I love you,” he whispered softly against her lips.
Vicci sighed softly. “Oh, well, that’s different then. I guess we’d better start on Junior.”
Vlad kissed her, hard. “No son of mine will be called Junior,” he insisted and then kissed her again. “How do you feel about Nicodemous?” When Vicci wrinkled her nose, he had to place a kiss on it. With one hand holding her hip for leverage, he thrust into her again just when he knew she would complain.
“I think we should talk about it later. I’ve always loved the name Lucas or maybe we could go with Gabriel.”
Vlad made a strange choking noise, “Not even during spectacular sex will I agree to
Gabriel
as a name for my
son
! A more feminine and disgusting name I have never known. Don’t even
think
of it!”
The both laughed as he flipped them once more. He withdrew his long cock, right to the very tip of his erection, letting the head sit barely inside her, pulsing slightly.
Welcome to the world, my son,
Vlad thought, hearing the words and sentiment echo strongly through Vicci.
With one last, fierce thrust, he pressed inside his woman and felt her passage close constricting around him. They both cried out, feeling each other’s climax erupt. Vicci squeezed him so tightly he wondered why he didn’t shatter. His own cock pulsed so strongly he feared for a moment he might tear her delicate tissue. They exploded around and within each other, their shared climax growing and surrounding them until they screamed and screamed and didn’t know who was who.
Vaguely, Vlad felt himself shoot his seed deeply within Vicci, saw his son laughing and clapping his hands. He couldn’t tell if it was his vision, Vicci’s vision, or if their son truly had visited them for a split second.
His sparkling gray eyes reflected laughter and a total love of life. The happy, childish, completely carefree manner with which he clapped his hands seemed to egg them both on.
After a few moments, when they both began to fall from their high, when his cock began to shrink and his muscles grew weak, he rolled them once more until they lay spooned together. Vlad had no idea what to say, his mind simply buzzed.
He gently kissed Vicci’s shoulders a few times, not wanting her to think he had withdrawn from their special moment. He reached his hand carefully around to her ass and, trying to be as tender and delicate as possible, withdrew the ball and cord from her sensitive opening.
How about Viktor?
she finally whispered in his mind as he casually tossed the toy to the floor. Vlad smiled, realized Vicci didn’t want to break the comfortable silence any more than he.
I think that would be perfect, my love,
he replied softly.
Let’s get some rest, and then we can play with some other toys. Checkout isn’t until noon.
Instead of continuing the growing plans in his mind, he smiled as Vicci simply wrapped her arm around his waist and snuggled into his chest. They both felt their breathing even out and within a moment Vlad knew Vicci slept. Vlad looked about, found the neatly folded coverlet by the foot of the bed where he had requested the maid place it. He bent down slightly to grab it and draw it over them both.
Thinking happily of the future, now perfectly bright and shiny, he too closed his eyes and let himself sleep.
The best damned Desperate and Dateless Ball I’ve ever been to,
he decided smugly.
Bring it on.
About the author:
Elizabeth Lapthorne is the eldest of four children. She grew up with lots of noise, fights and tale-telling. Her mother, a reporter and book reviewer, instilled in her a great appreciation of reading with the intrigues of a good plot.
Elizabeth studied Science at school, and whilst between jobs complained bitterly to a good friend about the lack of current literature to pass away the hours. While they both were looking up websites for new publishers, she stumbled onto Ellora’s Cave. Jumping head-first into this doubly new site (both the first e-book site she had ever visited, as well as her first taste of Romantica) they both devoured over half of EC’s titles in less than a month. While waiting for more titles to be printed (as well as that ever-elusive science job) Elizabeth started dabbling again in her writing.
Elizabeth has always loved to read, it will always be her favourite pass-time, (she is constantly buying new books and bookshelves to fill), but she also loves going to the beach, sitting in the sun, having coffee (or better yet, CHOCOLATE and coffee) with her friends and generally enjoying life. She is extremely curious, which is why she studied science, and often tells “interesting” stories, loving a good laugh. She is a self-confessed email junkie, loving to read what other people on the EC board think and have to say, she laughs often at their tales and ideas. She recently has developed a taste for the gym. She’s sure she read somewhere it was good for her, but she is reserving judgment to see how long it lasts.
Elizabeth welcomes mail from readers. You can write to her c/o Ellora’s Cave Publishing at 1337 Commerce Drive, #13, Stow, Ohio 44224.
Also by Elizabeth Lapthorne:
Behind the Mask anthology
Ellora’s Cavemen: Legendary Tails I anthology
Lion In Love
Payback
Rutledge Werewolves 1: Scent of Passion
Rutledge Werewolves 2: Hide and Seek
Rutledge Werewolves 3: The Mating Game
Rutledge Werewolves 4: My Heart’s Passion
Rutledge Werewolves 5: Chasing Love
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