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His Lady of the Night

Chapter Eight

A few minutes before the sun's descent, Jake awoke with a ferocious hunger. He touched Olivia's mind and found her sound asleep on the sofa in her home. Relief flooded his being. She'd managed to free herself and he was truly proud of her but still felt guilt at having to abandon her because of the sun's limitations on him. He scanned his surroundings, detecting no danger he shot out of the earth looking for prey. As he reached the edge of the city, he called three homeless men to him and fed deeply for he knew everything was about to change.

After tonight Olivia's life would never be the same. Jake regretted he could no longer take the time to woo her, Drake's knowledge of her existence and consequent kidnapping of her proved he'd have to convert her before they got their hands on her again. She was no longer safe to stay human. To survive Drake and his minions she'd need the power his ancient blood and her rare blood mixed together would give her and him to defeat not only his enemy but now hers as well.

Gently propping the tree men against a tree, he planted memories of being tired and wanting to sleep, then he dissolved into mist and flew to Olivia's apartment. He slipped under the slight slit of the living room window and rematerialized hunched down at her side.

Jake gazed at her beautiful face and smiled tenderly. She was such a feisty little thing; his love for her knew no bounds. She moved sensuously and moaned in her sleep. Wondering what she was dreaming he scanned her thoughts and found the images of the zoo. Jake's smile deepened, and his eyes fell to her wrists. He frowned when he saw them raw and cut. He scanned passed the tiger images and saw the memory of how she'd cut the ropes from her wrists. Jake's only thought then was to heal her. He picked up her hand and held it in his, bent his head and sensuously licked her wounds, healing them with his tongue.

Olivia was dreaming of the zoo. Of the tiger gently licking her hand, her arm and breast. She moaned with pleasure as his tongue slowly aroused her sensitive peak and heat pooled between her legs. She awoke and languidly opened her passion filled eyes. The sight of Jake made her gasp softly as she watched him sensuously swirl his tongue over her wrists.

"Jake," she whispered.

Jake opened his eyes and gazed into hers. He'd thought only to heal her wounds then tell her that to safeguard her he'd have to convert her, but the desire in her eyes made that impossible. He eased her up against him and kissed her.

He'd thought he was prepared. But there was no way to be ready for the rush of hunger, the sudden hollowing of his stomach, as if the world had suddenly exploded. Her month was sweet and giving, it wasn't enough. He wanted more. He needed more.

He ran his hand up her thigh, under her skirt and along her hip, the curve of her belly. He loved the feel of her stomach, the curves and softness of her. He lingered there a moment, caressing her, feeling her muscles shift as she moved, bringing herself more fully against him. Making him shudder.

Cupping her breast he pressed her down onto her back. He couldn't stop kissing her. Her taste was like a drug but he knew he wouldn't be able to wait much longer to taste her sweet blood. She made a sound of approval as he tugged her shirt up and feasted his eyes upon her nakedness.

Her breasts were full, her nipples dark and hard, the areoles large and pebbly. She was breathing quickly. He glanced at her face, wanting her to know how much she pleased him. Her lips were parted, her eyes filled with desire and wanting. "Jake," she pleaded as her legs moved restlessly.

With just a thought both their clothes were gone and he pulled her to the floor with him. Firmly he cupped her, massaged her gently using the heel of his hand he put pressure where she needed it. Her head tilted back and her low moan sent his blood surging. He bent his head to her throat and began sensuously kissing her. Her pulse called to him and his teeth grew. He pierced and took only a taste before closing the tiny punctures. Again he wanted more. Needed more. He trailed his hand to her heat; she was so wet and ready.

Jake eased himself between her legs and kissed her as he sank into her welcoming heat. Olivia moaned in ecstasy as his first thrust sent her spiraling to heaven. She wrapped herself around him and their thoughts merged. Their desire heightened their pleasure as Jake slowly withdrew then thrust deep into her again and again. Olivia said his name, then said it again as she lifted to meet and match him thrust for thrust. Jake bent his head and suckled first one nipple then the other. Olivia's hands began to explore. She wanted to touch, to taste and sample, and find the places that made him wild.

Pain and pleasure became one as Jake sank his fangs in her breast and drank and drank. Power surged as her sweet blood flowed into his body. He could feel it. The air around them sizzled. Olivia gasped in wonder as she watched the images of them making sensuous love in his mind. Jake closed the wound on her breast and with a razor sharp nail cut his chest.

He pulled her head forward, "Drink, my love. Taste the power of our mingled blood," he pleaded savagely. Olivia knew what would happen if she drank his blood. She'd seen the memory of his turning and knew she'd be as he when she awoke the next night. She gazed into his black eyes and realized she loved him and could not live without him.

Olivia smiled into his eyes and slowly flicked her tongue out and ran it up the trail of blood that had run from the wound. She couldn't believe the sweet metallic taste didn't make her gag, but there it was. She closed her mouth over the wound and drank as deeply as he'd had.

Jake sighed and shuddered with pleasure and relief as she took his offered gift. Up till then even her thoughts had not betrayed her intent. He tightened his hold on her and pushed her legs a little wider, making more room for himself and changing the angle, and he began to move faster. "Stop now," he raggedly said.

With each change in tempo or pressure, Olivia experienced new sensations. Her hands slid from his shoulders to his buttocks and down between his legs to the bit of skin stretched tight. She scraped it lightly with her fingernails.

Jake's whole body arched as a low sound tore from his throat - then he was slamming into her. He gasped, paused and put a hand between them, his thumb finding the sweetest spot on her body. As he thrust hard into her, his thumb pushed on that spot and she convulsed, joining him. Olivia lost her grip on time, as if it were a thread suddenly wrenched from her hands. Spent, they lay in each other's arms and dosed.

 

©2006 Romance at Heart Magazine.

©2000 Angel Young.

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