Say My Name

Serena gasped as she felt his big body press against her from behind.

“Sire…”

Shadows growled, low, “I need you…” He slid his hands down her sides, leaning into her tiny frame. “I need you, so bad…”

Serena whimpered feeling the heat and hardness of his arousal on her skin. He was naked. So was she, but only because she’d been preparing to have a bath.

“Sire…” she repeated breathlessly. “I…I need to bathe…”

Shadows snarled, “Not now.” He hissed, baring his fangs; they had dropped to their full length, a sure sign of his hunger. Sexual and otherwise…

The sight sent a thrill of fear and erotic anticipation through Serena’s mind and she moaned out loud.

“Sire…”

Shadows tensed at her use of the title then groaned, “Say my name.”

Serena stiffened in surprise, opening and closing her mouth. She was still getting used to the fact that the Master Vampire no longer required such deference from her. Their bond was growing stronger...yet, she was still nervous around him. Nervous and unsure...

But she realised in that moment that her own fangs were itching. She was beginning to heat up.

“Say it.” His voice was all command; yet, there was an underlying tenderness to Shadows' tone. It was that which she latched onto.

So, with a soft moan, Serena complied.

“Matthew…”

Shadows moved slowly against her, rubbing his solid length against her skin once more. She gasped and grabbed hold of the edge of the vanity body trembling at the sensations he was drawing from her. He wasn't yet inside her and she was already about to release.

"Please," she whispered. The skin all over her body was tingling; she was on the verge of breaking apart. Shadows snarled as he gripped Serena's hips hard, strong hands preventing her from moving.

"You want me, female?" he asked in a hard voice. Serena moaned in response as she writhed between his body and the wood of the vanity. He leaned his hips into her, trapping her body. "Tell me. Do you want me?"

"Yes," Serena gasped out. "Yes...please...need you..."

There was a heartbeat of silence then Shadows growled, "Need me?"

She nodded slowly, spreading her legs and moaning out loud. "Matthew...now...please..."

The Master Vampire didn't need to be told again. Reaching down between her legs he dragged a long finger between the outer folds of her pussy, opening her to him. Then, positioning his cock against the moist flesh, he entered her in a single thrust, groaning out as he felt her body stretch to accommodate him.

Serena gasped softly, grabbing hold of the edge of the vanity and bearing down against it as Shadows moved into her. He pressed his entire length inside her wetness and held for a moment, allowing her to adjust to his girth. She took deep breaths as he remained still, grateful for his care.

When he still hadn’t moved, Serena risked a look up into his face. Blinking, she found her gaze meeting a terrible tenderness in his own.

“Matthew,” she said on a breath. He groaned in response, shifting his hips slightly. Serena tensed as his motion sent a thrill right to her core.

Shadows started to move against her, firm, yet slow, his low moan a sign that he was savouring what he was doing. What they were doing. Serena wasn’t passive in this; she was responding as actively as he was. She clutched at the vanity, fingers digging into the soft wood. And she moved with his movements, groaning out as he increased the pace.

“Serena,” his voice a mere breath in her ear. Nuzzling into the side of her neck, causing her to tremble at the brush of his fangs against her skin. His hunger was evident. The hunger of a male who wanted to mark what belonged to him… And, she wanted him to feed from her. That thought surprised her, but she didn’t let it overwhelm her, just gave into the feelings he was stirring inside.

He bit and the shot of pain, and pleasure, which ran through Serena, almost took her over the edge. On a tremulous breath, she succumbed to him as she felt the soft pulls of his mouth on her skin.

“Matthew…”

He growled against her neck as he drank. Let go, sweetheart…

And she did, and oh what sweet release it was. Serena’s whole body tightened and then rolled in a wave as she came, tightening down on him. He let out a low snarl as she released, the sound a possessive rumble that vibrated through both their bodies.

Serena, shivering, opened her eyes to look up into Shadows’ deep gaze. His pupils were dilated, his lips stained with her blood but his expression was shockingly tender, belying the possessiveness of his actions. He leaned in and licked at the wound on her neck, sealing it, an altogether strange sound emanating from his throat. Purring. He was purring…

Serena, blinking, said, “Sire…?”

Shadows’ brow furrowed. “How many times?”

Her cheeks went pink. “I’m sorry, Matthew…”

His soft chuckle was as incongruous as the purr. “No. Nothing to be sorry for.” He pulled away from her. She suddenly felt bereft and she reached back for him. He stayed her hand, though, a soft smile curling his lips. “You were going to bathe?”

Notes

You don't need to read Dwelling Place For Demons to make sense of this.