11. Slobozia

Chapter 11

Slobozia

T aylen takes in the spacious room as we enter my suite on the VIP floor. A sacred place never graced by the presence of a female before, but there wasn't a question in mind that I was bringing Taylen here. Nothing about being with Taylen is remotely like any other experience, and this won't be any different. Mating Taylen for the first time won't be done in the public or private suites in the playrooms downstairs. No, that's where I go to play for fun, with people who are likeminded and don't have any interest in anything but the gratification that comes from a night of orgasms under my dominance. I already know this is different and she belongs in my room whether she is convinced of that or not.

Taylen's mind races though because she wasn't expecting this. Perhaps taking her to a VIP playroom would have given her the leverage and confidence she needed to play and walk away, but I'm not about to allow her that today. Everyone in Slobozia knows when I want something I play to win, no matter the risk or the price of the stakes.

She may not be looking for a relationship at all. Especially with me, someone who could potentially hold her back from her rightly position on the warriors, but she's as helpless to resist the attraction between the two of us, as I. And at least for right now, that will have to do.

I close the door behind us as we enter my suite, hearing the blood coursing through her veins, smelling the arousal and hint of anticipation and fear in the air. I turn her to face me and stroke a creamy cheek before sliding a hand behind her nape, because no small talk will do. We both know why we're here, we've both felt the desire building and growing beyond anything either of us have ever known, both done with the wait that would drive any vampire out of their mind.

Taylen belongs with me whether she knows or will accept it yet or not.

I draw her in for a kiss, capturing her lips, relishing in the way she responds. Her body gently softens into mine, while my cock instantly hardens, expanding and settling against the gentleness of her curves in anticipation of getting to her heat.

I peel the protective layers of clothing from her skin, one layer at a time feeling her rising and uncontrolled desire, a match for my own. We move in a bundle of arms, legs, and tossed clothes and weapons until we reach my bedroom where no one but her has ever come.

Her eyes light fire red as I remove the lacy little bra, baring her breasts to me for the very first time. I stroke her sensitive tip with my finger, and then lean down to claim the deep rose-colored pointed tip for my own. She moans so softly as I suck, her arousal so strong it causes my cock to throb. I slide a finger underneath her white lacy panties, seeking the slick wetness that I know I'll find. "So wet for me, love."

She moans against me as I stroke, slowly, drawing from the moistened center and over the bundle of nerves that causes her knees to buckle. I pick her up, still suckling her breasts, first one, and then the other as I carry her to the edge of the shower before kneeling to slide her panties over the gentle curves of her hips and down her gazelle-like legs.

Taylen's eyes watch, completely absorbed, as I undress myself before getting the water just the right temperature. I take her hand and guide her under the mist, pulling her to me, kissing her lips, tasting her very essence, and enjoying the way her heart begins to beat.

I cage her against the wall of the shower as the water falls from above. Her taut belly moves up and down with anticipation and desire for what I'm about to do. "Patience love, we'll get there," I tell her, stroking the little button between her legs that causes her hips to arch in expectancy of what's to come.

My hands slide down the length of her, and I place one on her hips. "I control your pleasure. Be still." I caress her again, this time kneeling in the soft warm pelting of the water, matching the path with my tongue, lighting a fire that I fully intend to ignite into a flaming inferno before very long at all.

Taylen softly moans with every single stroke. It takes effort on her part, but she doesn't move her hips as my tongue licks her heated flesh. She is more than perfection. Her head lulls from side to side, absorbing the pleasure, and soft little whimpers fill the room as I bring her to the very edge. I should stop, deny her, let her cool, and then bring her back to the edge again, but toying with her is not on my mind tonight. Not with Taylen on our first night together.

Because she is different…

No, I want to watch her come, and then again while she's squirming with need and screaming my name. The need to see and hear her desire of my touch is almost primal. I grasp her hips, inhaling the sweetest of scents as I lick the little nub that causes her to tremble while giving me the reward I so desperately desire. Her belly rises and falls with the depth of her breaths, helpless to draw away from the hold I have on her hips as I devour the that is mine.

When I've finished, having greedily taken all that belongs to me, her eyes are glazed over and tired, but my love will find that we are far from done tonight.

I slide up the length of her, kissing my way, memorizing every detail of every curve until I reach the creamy neck that my inner beast has desired ever since the first moment I first laid eyes on the magnificent little she-devil. Her fangs gleam white in the dimness of the room as her eyes glow red with simmering passion that mirrors my own. She could not be more perfect, a match for me in every way as her fingers twist in the ends of my hair, and scratch down the length of my back in her need.

My hands slide underneath her, cradling the firmness of her ass as I lift her against the shower wall, pressing my cock against her as her chest begins to rise and fall. She knows exactly what she's in store for next, and that it won't be small, and it won't be gentle. Taylen is very much aware of the man that I am, of that, I am positive. The sexual appetites and preferences of the masters who roam through the Descallia Clubs across the globe are not well-kept secrets at all.

Taylen calls to my dominance as though she were put on earth just for me. Her soft, gentle fingers wrap around my neck, unafraid of my fangs, drawing me closer as I inhale her scent and let my fangs graze the length of her creamy neck. I make her wait, allowing the anticipation to grow until she trembles with need. "Wrap your legs around me," I growl.

She does exactly as I ask, and when her purrs become louder and louder and her blood races with need, only then do I pierce the vein of her throat as I thrust deep, right to the very end of her, hitting that spot that causes her eyes to widen with shock as I take what she so freely gives.

Taylen gasps, her pussy clenching voraciously around my cock as I draw from her throat and drive deep again. I give her all that I have and take all that she offers, driving upward, over, and over against that little spot that makes her squirm until she screams my name. My own release comes hard and fast, ropes and ropes of desire now buried deep inside my female mate. I hold her still-trembling body, kissing her with my blood-stained lips.

When our bodies are sated, she unravels her legs from around my waist, but I keep a firm hold on her to keep her upright after the energy she's spent in battle and now with me. Question after question flashes through her mind, but I gently kiss her on the lips hoping to calm her worry away. "Quiet your mind, love. Let's wash you up and get some nourishment. You didn't eat much today. There will be time to talk about all the other things on your mind."

She does not argue, but lets me wash her hair, massaging her into a blissful calm until the creamy suds run clear on the stone covered floor of the shower. I inhale deeply, fascinated by the way it feels to take care of her after what we've shared. "You smell like me now," I tell her, sorry that I didn't anticipate bringing her here and have a few feminine items for her to use.

Taylen turns in my arms and smiles. "I like smelling like you, but now all the female vampires may be all over me too."

I grin, putting a quarter size dollop of cream conditioner in my hand before running it through her hair, rinsing it under the now lukewarm water, and raking my fingers through it like a comb. I shut down the water and reach for the large chenille towel, drying every inch of her delectable skin before wrapping her in it. I carry her to the king-size bed, lying beside this perfect little female vampire that I find myself not wanting to leave. "The others don't matter. They never did."

Her eyes meet mine as I pull the blanket over us and tuck her protectively into my arms. Something I've never even felt the desire to do with another female in my life. Usually, it's a session of play in a public or private room in the club, perhaps a cordial drink before we both go our separate ways, but this is nothing like that. I want to tend to every need this female has.

I draw Taylen's weary body closer, cradling her before reaching for a small dagger on the dresser, and opening a vein. "Feed love, you need nourishment."

She latches on, in a weary but ravenous state, suckling until she has drawn enough sustenance to sustain her through the night.

Her dark eyes are brighter as she watches me now. I run a finger down her chin, letting her lick the touch of blood from my finger as my vein begins to close and skin begins to heel. She looks at me thoughtfully. "I was surprised when you brought me to your suite. I expected you would take me to the VIP playroom."

I smile down at Taylen as her leg entwines with my own. "You already know this isn't like all the others. They were for play."

Her eyebrow arches. "And what are we? You have a lot of playmates. What am I?"

Surely destiny had us paired long before now, making me wait for the beauty until I was convinced that having a multitude of females in my life was not for me. Maybe there was always a plan for the two of us to meet.

I suck in a deep breath because whether destiny intended this or not, whether Taylen or I are ready for this or not, it appears that destiny will have her way. Taylen will be my fated mate whether we were looking for a relationship or not.

Perhaps destiny knew what she was doing, pairing me with all the wrong ones before putting the one fated to be my mate before me, dangling her in front of me to ensure I could not turn away from the beauty, because that's exactly how I feel. It's hard to answer Taylen because no other words will do. "Mine. You're mine."