Blake's Pursuit (Scanguards Vampires, #11)(37)

God help him if she said no. Because even if she did, he wouldn’t be able to release her now. Already, his cock was pumped full with blood, aching for release. If they weren’t both still dressed, he would already be inside her, thrusting toward his first orgasm. But he had to think of Lilo, her needs, her desires. And she didn’t need fast and hard. She needed gentle and loving. She needed a dream, one that would make reality easier to bear. He read it in her eyes. In her tears.

“Blake…” She lifted her leg and curled it around his upper thigh, pulling him closer. “I want you.”

“Oh, you’ve got me, Lilo.”

What that meant she couldn’t possibly begin to imagine. Nor could he explain it to her, because he barely understood it himself. But he knew that if he took her now, there would be no going back. He wouldn’t be the old Blake anymore. He would change irrevocably because of the woman in his arms. He’d never before believed in fate or that things happened for a reason. But he knew now that even his car accident four years ago had happened so that he could meet Lilo.

“You have all of me, baby,” he repeated and sank his mouth onto her parted lips, soaking in her intoxicating scent as if Lilo were the only nourishment he needed. And perhaps one day she would be…

Slowly he began to open the buttons of her top. With each button that popped open, more of her skin was revealed, until he could finally peel the top away from her torso, then pull it off her completely. He swept his eyes over her then, drinking in the beauty of her glistening skin, her firm stomach muscles and her lush breasts. Her hard nipples pushed through the black lace bra, inviting him to come closer.

He dipped his head to lick over the protrusion under the fabric, wringing a stifled moan from Lilo’s lips.

“You’ve seen nothing yet,” he promised, and got to work on the front clasp of her bra.

When it snapped open, he peeled back the cups and let her breasts spill into his waiting hands. “Oh, baby.”

He buried his face in her bosom, reveling in the softness of her warm skin. He inhaled deeply and felt his fangs itch in response. Oh God, this was worse than he’d thought. He would have to use every ounce of his strength to fight against his transformation. He had to keep the beast in check and make sure it didn’t slip past his defenses. The vampire in him would find no satisfaction tonight, because the man in him needed Lilo to trust him.

Blake lifted his face and slid his lips around one hard nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth. The temptation to sink his fangs into her soft flesh and taste her blood was strong, but he pushed it back. Instead he licked the hard bud with his tongue, swiping over it again and again, enjoying how Lilo writhed beneath him in obvious delight.

Her hand on his nape clawed into him, and he welcomed her fingernails digging into him, sending shivers down his spine and into his tailbone. A corresponding bolt of adrenaline shot into his balls and his cock, making him grind out a curse. Fuck, he should have more control than this! Why was his body reacting as if he’d never been touched by a woman?

“Oh, Blake, that’s good,” Lilo murmured, her other hand sliding to his butt to grip him there.

Instinctively he thrust his pelvis, rubbing his iron-hard erection against her center.

Lilo gasped, the sound so thrilling that he couldn’t help himself and thrust once more, while sucking harder on her nipple.

He lifted his head and met her gaze. “You want that inside you?”

“Yes.” Her voice was a mere echo, but it sent a tantalizing shudder through his body.

“Soon…”

Carefully, he now peeled her out of her bra, tossing the garment to the foot of the bed. Then he continued caressing her breasts, exploring every inch of her torso, the deep ridge between her breasts, the high peaks crowned with rosy, hard nipples, and everything in between: the valley of her navel and the curves where her waist tapered before flaring out to her hips again.

Such perfection. Such beauty. He couldn’t get enough of touching her, of listening to her heartbeat as it began to gallop toward the inevitable climax, of smelling her blood as it raced through her veins like a torrent following the carved-out path of a stony river.

All the while, his own blood was thundering in his body, taking sides in the silent war that raged inside him: the battle between man and vampire. For now, the man was winning.

Blake caressed Lilo’s breasts, kissed and sucked and licked every exposed inch of her delectable skin, but it wasn’t enough. He slid one hand down her body, heading for the waistband of her pants.

“I’m going to touch your *,” he warned and opened the button.

He felt her hold her breath, her pelvis tilting toward his hand. The invitation unmistakable, he lowered the zipper and slid his fingers underneath her bikini panties. He was greeted by a light dusting of hair and a heat so blistering it nearly scorched him.

Lilo bucked toward him, moaning.

Gently he moved lower, his fingers finding the spot where warm moisture dripped from her. Greedily, he bathed his finger in her arousal, closing his eyes to let himself fall deeper into the enchantment that Lilo was weaving around him. A man could lose himself forever in the web she wove so easily.

“You feel so good,” he murmured against her breast, planting kisses on her flesh as he worked his way higher. He kissed alongside her neck, sensing the drum of her pulse underneath his lips. Like a beacon it was calling to him, tempting him to extend his fangs so he could still the hunger that ravaged his body. But he couldn’t give in. Gaining Lilo’s trust by showing her that he was a selfless lover, that her pleasure came before his, was more important.