Page 12 of Master Slobozia

She’s right, maybe I should be just like that girl. Sex means nothing. I’ll just be known as a lady who kicks ass as a warrior and sleeps with who I want, when I want. Maybe that’s the new me. Then a horrible feeling kicks in. What if destiny’s plan for me is to be with Master Slobozia and not be a warrior? If I have to choose between the powerful master and my career? I shouldn’t trust him, but I do. I shouldn’t want him, but I do, but how am I supposed to be a warrior if the other masters see me as a female who needs the masters’ and warriors’ protection?

My mind spins with the unfairness of it all and frustration runs deep with the mingling of the little matchmaker, especially at a time in my life when I’ve just been given opportunities to display all of my training, my skill in battle and commitment to the livelihood of our vampire community.

Master Slobozia’s hand touches my knee, settling there for a moment beneath the white tablecloth, hiding his gesture from prying eyes. His fingers gently slide up to my thigh, higher and higher.You’re coming home with me.Rest your mind, Taylen. The woman means nothing, your position on the warriors is not going to be jeopardized.

My temper heats at first, but one glance at the arrogant vampire master whose eyes tell me he genuinely cares and it ebbs away, replaced by the feel of intensity and passion in those dark eyes, all for me, and no one else. There is no use fighting it, no matter what happens in the future. The desire for this male is far too strong. There is no need for words when he can hear the pounding of my heart and the racing of my blood. He can smell my desire in the air and knows everything I’m thinking without me saying a word. Destiny has connected our very souls.

I grab my drink and push back my chair, unwilling to let anyone else pick up on those vibes if they decide to stray from the celebration and conversations around the table, and focus on us.

The secluded couch in the back of the club provides a little privacy to compose myself. But I already know my intent is not to be alone, and without turning around sense the vampire who makes me weak at the knees is hot on my tail.

That’s exactly where I want him to be because that kiss was just the beginning. Now, I want it all. Everything he has to give, before my body absolutely combusts with the unleashed desire that rages through my heart and body for the dark-souled beast.

Slobozia reaches my side before I’ve taken a seat on the leather sofa. He places a possessive hand on my lower back, and without a word, leads me past the lounging area and to the elevators. The vampire master’s eyes have reddened and the red-hot connection heats my own. I watch him push the button, but he doesn’t take me to the VIP playroom where I felt sure we would go, instead taking me to a private suite.

Alone and in his lair.

A place I did not intend to go, because at least if feelings get too much in the playroom, if things take a turn, one can always just walk away… but this feels far from the sterile environment of the playrooms. It feels personal and all of a sudden I’m not sure if I can just play and then walk away.

Chapter 11

Slobozia

Taylen 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 herrightly 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 beforekneeling 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 herbreaths, 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.

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