Curiosity (4 page)

“Wait…wait for one second,” Krishell gasped as her pussy clamped down on his cock. He was so big, thicker and longer than anyone else she had been with before.

“Sweetheart, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to hurt you.”

She shook her head. “You didn’t hurt me. I just wasn’t prepared for how it would feel to have you inside of me. I just needed a few minutes to prepare myself for it.”

“Are you ready now?” He turned his head and brushed a soft kiss against the side of her shoulder and then looked back at her.

In Devin’s eyes she saw all of the emotions he felt for her shimmering there. She couldn’t have denied him any longer if she had wanted to. “Yes, I’m ready.”

The sentence wasn’t even completely out of her mouth before Devin thrust in to the hilt, causing her to cry out from pleasure and pain. Holding her legs down to the bed with his large hands, he continued to work his cock in and out of her.

She’d never felt anything like it before. He seemed to be all over her at once. His skin brushed her skin as his mouth sucked and nibbled at the side of her neck.

Devin’s love making skills were more intense than any of her past lovers. For a spilt second, the intensity of it took her by surprise and she thought about asking him to slow down, but she changed her mind as her body started to love every single minute of it. His thrusts continued to get harder and harder, but Krishell wasn’t scared of him. In fact, she couldn’t get enough of his love making.

Chapter Seven

Krishell moaned deep in her throat when Devin’s incisors sank into the tender skin at the side of her neck. It didn’t hurt as much as she thought it would. In fact, she never knew something could feel so frightening and utterly sexy at the same time.

Her senses jumped to life like a volcano shooting toward an explosion. Waves after sinful waves of hot sensations skimmed over her heated skin, pushing her well-worked body up into the universe as her senses searched for the ultimate pleasure only Devin could give her.

Running her fingers through Devin’s thick hair, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he pulled out his long, thick cock and thrust back inside hitting her g-spot, while making his bed move underneath their thrashing bodies.

“God Devin, what are you doing to me?” she asked. She didn’t know how much longer she could hold on and not come. It was as if her body had a mind of its own and was trying to keep up whatever spell Devin cast over her.

Removing his mouth from her neck, he ran his tongue along the bottom of her ear. “Let go. Tell me what you want from me. I need to hear the words. Give me what I desire from you most, sweetheart.”

All of the doubts she’d been harboring were gone. Devin was the man for her. He was her
mate
. She didn’t want to spend another moment without him in her life. Her heart, body and soul was his, and she couldn’t let him go if she wanted to. There was an emptiness only he could fill in her.

“Make me yours, Devin,” she cried out, practically begging him. “Take anything you need to make this last forever.”

He stopped moving. “Are you sure?” His voice was deep and sensual. His eyes took on an unearthly glow as he stared down into her face.

Even while her mind and body screamed for him to move, to make her come, to continue the exquisite torture of his lovemaking, she sensed his deep need for an answer. She touched his beautiful face with her fingertips and said, “Yes, I’m sure.”

Devin ran his nail across his wrist, drawing blood then brought it to her lips. “Drink this. You must do it.” A small drop of blood slid down his arm, dripping on the sheet next to them.

“
What?
”

“I’ve tasted your blood. Now you must drink mine. It will bond us. If you want me to continue, you have to drink it.” He lowered his wrist to her mouth, waiting for her to do as he asked.

“I—”

Cupping her chin in his hand, he pressed his wrist against her open mouth, and she sucked the sticky fluid as it slid down her throat. Her craving for Devin grew even stronger, hotter, almost as if it were taking over all of her senses.

A low growl escaped from Devin’s full lips. Minutes seem to tick by while she grew more and more accustomed to the spicy taste of him.

“Very good, sweetheart,” he whispered as he removed his wrist and replaced it with his mouth. Grabbing her leg, he wrapped it around his waist and resumed thrusting, hitting all of the right spots.

Just as she thought it couldn’t get any better and couldn’t take any more, she arched her back as her orgasm raked through her. “Oh… Yes…Devin… Oh…my…God!” Pleasure she’d never experienced before took over everything she knew.

It didn’t stop Devin; in fact, it seemed to drive him even harder. She was positive she heard him growl the word,
Mine.

He thrust into her a couple more times, filling her to the hilt right before he came. Minutes later, he planted a long, lingering kiss on her mouth before he pulled out and tugged her against him.

“Sweetheart, go to sleep,” he whispered against her ear before he fell into sleep.

She stayed awake, wrapped in his arms, overwhelmed by a mixture of emotions of pleasure, need, longing, and lastly,
fear
.

What in the hell had she just done with Devin?

Did he really expect them to be together for the rest of their lives?

She gasped as a shiver of fear set in. She drank the blood of a
vampire
! Not one of those kinds of “vampires” from the movies or hit television shows. But a real, living, breathing vampire who now lie in bed next to her.

How long would it be before she started to sprout fangs?

Shit!
Panic like she’d never know before welled up in her throat. Her heart lurched in the middle of her chest as the reality of the situation set in. What was she going to do?

Chapter Eight

Two nights later

“How much longer are you planning on hiding out at my house?” Krishell’s best friend Ashlynn asked.

Krishell stopped her pacing across Ashlynn’s guest bedroom to stare at her friend.

“I mean, you came here two days ago with some clothes tossed inside a suitcase. You looked like you were running from something or someone. Plus, you spent the first night here sick in bed. I thought you were dying with the way you were sweating and carrying on.”

“I can’t go back to my condo,” Krishell said, biting her bottom lip. “Devin is still probably looking for me.” She’d told Ashlynn most of what happened that night, but she was smart enough to leave out the part about Devin being a vampire.

She had felt pretty sick the first night she was away from him, but she could at least keep food down now.

“You can’t stay here forever. You do know that, right? If this guy is as crazy about you as you think he is, don’t you think he’s going out of his mind with worry? Hell, he doesn’t even know where you are.”

“Why do you think I came all the way here?” Krishell asked. “I had a hard enough time easing out of his bed without waking him up. I swear I thought he would catch me when I was back at my house, but I got out of the building without a problem.”

“Girl, you know how men are after they get good sex. They sleep like the dead unless they want to go at it again.” Ashlynn laughed then stopped. “Are you sure you’re doing the right thing?”

Falling down on the bed next to Ashlynn, Krishell shook her head. “I’m not sure of anything anymore. When I first saw Devin, I just had this burning, almost aching need to be with him. Nothing was going to stand in my way of getting him. I’d never felt like that before with any other guy. But after we made love, I was scared out of my mind. He’s so passionate, so intense. It’s like we connected with this link on a total different level. I couldn’t handle it, so as you know, I packed up and ran to you.”

“You need to make a decision and soon,” Ashlynn told her as she got up from the bed. “Either you want this guy you’ve been telling me about nonstop for weeks, or you just wanted to get laid by him. Which was it?”

Ashlynn walked out of the bedroom, leaving her alone to think. But the problem was, she already had her answer. She just hoped it wasn’t too late to find Devin and tell him what she truly wanted.

Chapter Nine

Where in the hell is she
?

Devin walked around inside Krishell’s condo, looking for a clue about where she could have gone after the night they shared. He thought everything had gone perfectly. She’d admitted repeatedly how much she wanted him, asked him to make her his. He’d felt her acceptance of him and what he was. She’d drunk his blood!

He should have fought off
satisfaction
better than he did. Should have waited. Now, he had scared the shit out of his mate and she was on the run from him.

Her fear blocked his ability to read her mind and find out where she was hiding. He shouldn’t have fallen asleep so quickly after he went through the ritual of turning her. She shouldn’t be alone, and she’d already gone through the first step without him there at her side to help her through it. The night sweats were the worst, and then the lost of appetite only added to the pain.

Damn it!

He ran his fingers through his hair as he tried to think of another way to find his mate. Asking his domineering father for help was out of the question because he wasn’t in the mood for a reprimand.

Krishell belonged with him, and it was
his
responsibility to find the woman he loved. She was scared and alone. She better be alone, because if she ran to another man for help he would kill the bastard with his bare hands. After tasting her blood, there was no way he would let her leave him.

He shoved down his anger and focused his attention on touching his mind with Krishell’s.

She had tasted his blood, so he was a part of her now as well. She was connected to him as no other woman had been in the past or would
ever
be in the future. Everything about her was made for only him.

He took a seat in the chair near the couch and cleared all other thoughts from his head. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, focusing on nothing but Krishell.

Baby, where are you? Can you feel me searching for you? Come back to me. We belong together. I’m as much yours as you are mine
.