Page 13 of Master Slobozia

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 turnaway 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.”

Chapter 12

Slobozia

Ilook down in my arms and her silky hair falls over my chest, brushing my skin gently as I try not to wake her, instead just listening to the soft breathing as I contemplate how in such a short time, she’s come to mean so much to me.

She’s different, and so am I. This feeling that we have for each other, it’s far more than just two people exchanging a night of lust or taking care of basic desires.

Our souls have entwined, in ways that only a short time ago, I would not have thought possible. Destiny has her ways, and the other masters have of all fallen prey to her matchmaking skills and now I have come to fall by that very same sword.

Taylen shifts, and her delicate toe slides down the length of my leg as her thigh slides in between mine. I pull her close, pushing a strand of hair from her face, gazing into a sea of emotion as her eyes open. “Good morning, love.”

Her lips curve into a gentle, warm smile that causes my chest to clench with a feeling that I’m not likely to lose anytime soon.“Good morning,” she whispers as I roll her on to me.

She straddles my waist as I hold her in place and gazes down at me. “Will you teach me?”

I smirk at the seductive she-devil with hazy lust in her eyes. “Teach you what?” I ask, toying with her as she grinds the heat of her center into my groin.

Her eyes flare in play, but the scent of her arousal mingles in the air with the aroma of sex, desire. She leans down, the tips of her nipples grazing against my skin as she whispers into my ear. “Everything. I want you to teach me all the things you’ve taught all the others in the club. I want to learn it all.”

My hand snakes around the nape of her neck, bringing her to my mouth, capturing her sweet essence with the strength of my desire, while settling her onto the hardness of my length. My cock grows rigid within seconds of thinking of her in the club, undressed except for a scant smattering of lacy coverings I allow. Tethered to my benches, standing by my cross, but most of all, waiting for me to pleasure her. “When you’re ready, love. When the time is right.”

Her eyes flicker, questioning. It’s far too complicated to explain at the moment without confirming her fears or the risks to her career that our relationship may have. No, far too early to put anything like that at risk. There are too many people with waggling tongues who would eagerly spread the tale of seeing us together to the wrong people. Something that I cannot allow or risk. The rules are in place for a reason.

I stroke a finger down Taylen’s cheek to calm her concern, wondering briefly if I’m doing the right thing, if the feelings can really be this strong so fast, or if I’m doing the wrong thing in allowing it to continue. Maybe I’m usurping my power as a masterful leader, allowing this relationship to grow knowing that she wants to work for us in the capacity as a warrior.

I brush the thought away, mindful of keeping the paths of communication solidly closed to prevent her from knowing my fears. If our relationship is to work, it’s up to me to ensure that her emotions, desires, and dreams of the future are safeguardedat all costs, even if it means protecting her from me because it hasn’t eluded me that a relationship with me may be the end of her dream.

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