Page 42 of Incandescence

He brushed the back of his hand down my face. “We stick together, okay?”

I stared at the black blood stains on the floor. The vampire who had ruined so many lives was nowhere in sight. “You buried him?” I asked.

Alexander shook his head. “Not even minutes after you blacked out, his whole body dissolved. His vile blood is all that is left behind.”

I shuddered, hardly able to believe such a powerful being was dead. “He’s really gone.”

“Yes.” I turned to the doctor. “Thank you for coming back here and saving us.”

He smiled. “No thanks necessary. It was my honor to rid the world of the monster who claimed the life of my daughter.”

Alexander turned to him. “I’m so sorry for your loss. I really am.”

The doctor nodded. “Yeah, not half as sorry as me.” Newry swung away to head into the kitchen. “I think I’m in need of a strong drink.”

I brushed my lips over Alexander’s as he watched Newry walk away. I took Alexander’s hand to lead him to the guest room. After so much pain and suffering, we needed to celebrate being alive.

Alexander slipped under the covers then reached for me, taking me into his arms and nuzzling my throat, my hair, my breasts as he murmured sweet nothings that warmed my heart even as his touch warmed my body.

“The doctor—”

“Won’t hear a thing,” he said against my ear.

We took our time taking off each other’s clothes, and I moved across the mattress so that my legs draped over his hips as he lay on his side facing me. The satin head of his cock was already wet with pre-cum, and I shivered with need at the hot, pulsating length of him as he aligned himself to my center.

We couldn’t kiss in this position, but in that moment, I didn’t care. He slipped inside me in one careful thrust, then moved slowly back and forth in a rhythm that felt all kinds of right.

I lay spread open for him, my breasts jiggling and my womb warming with pleasure. I didn’t know much about sex, only what this intensely passionate man had taught me. But I didn’t need to be experienced in the sexual arts to know that this rightness every time we joined wasn’t typical for couples.

I closed my eyes, pleasure singing through my body in a growing chorus that I knew would reach the heights sooner rather than later.

Alexander growled as though holding himself back, even as he increased his rhythm, the pace only fast enough that our flesh gently slapped and wouldn’t be heard by anyone but ourselves. Not that I cared anymore. He could have lifted me in his arms and slammed me against the wall before fucking me like a primal alpha and I wouldn’t have stopped him.

Nothing was more important in that moment than reaching the orgasm steadily building inside me, a pressure so intense I knew it’d be next to impossible to hold back my—

I clapped a hand over my mouth and screamed into my palm as pleasure imploded inside me. Starbursts of wonder rippled through my body and made me arch against him.

The moment I let go, Alexander followed suit, his breath hissing at his climax, which pulsed deep inside me, his eyes bright with ecstasy and more than a little bit of awe.

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