Page 36 of Guarding the Doctor
“You’re the perfect one,” I said, leaning down to give her a long, claiming kiss.
I kissed and nipped my way down her body, spending some time teasing her nipples into hard points before circling her belly button with my tongue. She was quivering the more she got turned on. By the time I pressed a soft kiss to her mound she was strung tight, giving me a needy whine.
“Aw baby, do you need to come?” I cooed.
“Yes!” she cried. “I’m so wet already. I need you.”
“Don’t worry, I know what you need.”
Spreading her wide with my fingers, I slid my tongue roughly through her folds, lapping up her essence and drawing her closer to release.
“Please,” she panted as I tapped my tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves at her apex. “Please.”
I slid two fingers inside her body, crooking my fingers while sucking on her clit, driving her higher and higher until she broke beneath me.
“Darla!”
She bucked against my face, although I didn’t know if she was trying to get closer or move away from the sensation. Clamping my hands on her thighs, I suckled and licked and twisted my fingers inside her until she was completely spent, collapsing against the bed with a long, shuddering sigh.
“Wow,” she said softly, her voice full of wonder. “I thought the last time was good, but this was… this was better.”
I chuckled as she ran out of words. Moving my way up her body, I rolled her into my arms, pulling the comforter around her so she wouldn’t get chilled.
“I just need a few minutes to recover,” she said sleepily. “I’ll take care of you, I promise.”
Sixty seconds later she was asleep.
Kathryn
Iwoke up with a start. I wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but it was fully nighttime now. Crap, I’d fallen asleep after coming my brains out, not even staying awake long enough to return the favor.
“You’re thinking pretty hard over there.” Darla’s voice came from behind me. “You’re not having regrets, are you?”
I rolled over to face her. “I’m regretting not reciprocating,” I said.
Pressing my lips against hers, I gave her a quick kiss. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, I enjoyed watching you sleep, it was a beautiful sight.” Then she winced. “Oh, that sounds creepy, doesn’t it?”
“Kind of,” I laughed. “But I don’t mind.”
I kissed her again, then propped my head up on my hand so I could watch her face.
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Yeah.”
“Were your fangs out when you went down on me? I thought I felt them.”
She hesitated, like she wasn’t sure what I wanted to hear. “Not at first, but yeah, sometimes when I’m feeling strong emotions, they come out.”
I remembered the way she’d let her vamp out when I went down on her against my bedroom door last night.
“What does it feel like?” I asked. “If it doesn’t make you uncomfortable to talk about.”
“It doesn’t, it’s just hard to describe. There’s like, an order I guess, to how things happen when my vamp comes out,” she explained. “Like most shifters, they’re either in their human form or their animal form, they can’t shift partway unless they’re extreme alphas like Lois. But with vamps, usually it’s the fangs that happen first. Our lips turn blood red, and our nails lengthen into sharp points, even though the shape of our fingers stays the same. Our body expands a little bit, like we’ve drawn upto our full heights and taken a deep breath. There’s like an energy we’re exuding. Then our vision narrows, and our eyes look red. Sometimes our foreheads get bumpy, but that’s mostly when we’re in a dangerous situation. But all that doesn’t happen simultaneously, not like the shifters, or a vampire in a movie, although it can definitely happen super fast when needed.”
This was fascinating. I’d read a lot about the physiology of shifters, but there was less documented about vampires. Even less about fae, but I’d never met a fae, at least not to my knowledge.
