Eternity Embraced
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Odd question.
He always took her vein in the neck so he could make love to her as he fed.
Even now, he was eyeing her slim throat as she rocked on top of him, coating his erection with her silky juices.
The friction was amazing, almost too much, and he lifted his hips, seeking entrance, but she shifted, denying him.
"Vixen," he murmured.
"Why are you asking about feeding?"
Her naughty smile got his blood pumping even faster.
"Because I do have other veins that might interest you."
His c*ck jerked, as if agreeing.
It had always been on her side, the little bastard.
She lowered her mouth to his chest and kissed him right over his heart.
Her tongue slipped out to lick a lazy circle there before she nipped him and then laved the spot again, soothing the erotic pinch.
Then, slowly, sensually, she crawled up his body as she kissed his chest, his shoulders, his neck.
Her lips were soft as satin as she nibbled her way along his jaw to his mouth.
His entire body undulated, his c*ck seeking her but not finding her warm heat.
A growl of need escaped him, and he felt her lips stretch into a smile on his.
"Impatient, are we?"
The soft swells of her br**sts brushing over his chest made him groan.
"I only have so much control when it comes to you."
"I know," she whispered against his lips.
"And I love that."
He growled again, but she cut it off with the slide of her tongue against his.
The deep, hot kiss had him reaching for her, digging his fingers into her h*ps as he tried to pull her down onto him, but she was strong, and she held on, practically daring him to hurt her in order to get what he wanted.
He would never do that.
Her tongue flicked over one of his fangs, and he shuddered with pleasure, unsure how much more he could take.
When she stroked it, running her tongue up and down and then scraping the sharp tip, the first spasms of release shot up his spine.
Andrea knew, and she stopped with the "fang-job," as he'd discovered vamps called it.
Before he had time to guess what she was doing, she scooted up his body even more, placing one knee next to his head and leaving the other propped on his chest so she was straddling his face.
"Oh...fuck...yeah."
The erotic sight nearly detonated him, and he had to avert his gaze before he embarrassed himself.
Flipping his eyes up, he met Andrea's smoldering gaze.
"The vein there, in my groin. Take that one."
She didn't have to ask twice.
Gripping her leg, he tugged her down as he raised his head and sank his fangs into the sweet, firm flesh of her inner thigh.
Her moan of pleasure ramped him up more, and he slid one hand along her smooth skin to her sex.
Her slick heat welcomed the penetration of his finger, and as he swallowed her powerful lifeblood, he swirled his finger inside her, drawing little gasps and mewls from her lips.
Her channel pulsed and clenched as the beginnings of orgasm took her, but it wasn't enough for him.
He needed more.
He wanted to taste her cl**ax.
Hastily, he withdrew his fangs, licking quickly to seal the wound, and then he latched onto her core with his mouth, replacing his finger with his tongue.
She cried out, bucking against him as she came.
When her spasms weakened, he hauled her around and flipped her so she was on her back and he was on top, mounting her with desperation.
He drove into her so hard they both gasped, and then his body took over, his control shattered.
His h*ps surged, sawing back and forth as he pumped into her.
The wet slap of their flesh striking together filled the room, combining with the sensual noises of the bed creaking and the sheets rasping.
"So...good..." She broke off in a series of whimpers, and son of a bitch, she was beautiful.
Her hair was a shiny curtain spread out on the pillow as her head kicked back in ecstasy.
Her toned muscles flexed in powerful ripples beneath skin that was flushed and glistening with sweat.
The sight undid him.
Heat shot like flame through his balls and up his shaft as his release blasted through him.
They both cried out as she joined him, her thighs crushing his waist in that primal way every male loved, and he came again, his c*ck pulsing against her tight walls.
He sank bonelessly on top of her when it was over, his limbs trembling, his vision blurred.
When he could move again, he rolled off her and brought her with him so they were tangled together and facing each other.
He liked holding her like this, liked watching her as she drifted off with a satisfied smile on her kiss-swollen lips.
"Kaden?"
She opened her eyes, which were bright and not sleepy at all.
"Yeah."
She propped herself up on one elbow.
"Turn me."
He sat up with a start, unable to believe he'd just heard that.
They'd never talked about their future, not even when he'd asked her to marry him.
The fact that she was human and would grow old and die while he lived on had been a sleeping werebear in their relationship, and he'd carefully tiptoed around it.
He hadn't wanted to hear that she was okay with dying, but at the same time, he didn't want to hear that she would be willing to give up her humanity.
So yes, he'd been fully engaged in avoidance mode.
"Turn you?" he rasped.
"Andrea--"
"Not right this minute," she said, sitting up and taking his hand. "Not even this month or this year. But eventually. I don't want to get old and force you to watch me die."
She nibbled on her lower lip for a moment, as though trying to come up with her next words.
"I've learned so much about the underworld in these last few months. About vampires and the demons we call our friends."
That still blew him away, that he could actually be friends with demons.
But Tayla and Eidolon regularly invited them to dinner and hospital events, and Kaden and Andrea had spent a lot of time at Eidolon's brother Lore's Italian house he shared with his mate, an ex-angel named Idess.
Kaden reached out and tucked her hair behind one ear, more of an excuse to touch her than anything.
"So hanging out with these people has you jonesing to become one of them?"
"It's made me realize that I can do a lot of good if I'm stronger and harder to kill. It also means I can spend more time with you."
She cupped his cheek and brushed her thumb lightly over his skin.
"Well, what do you think?"
"I think I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So yeah, I'll make sure we have really long lives."
He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Though you might come to regret that."
Her laughter buzzed through him, all the way to his soul.
"I told you I'm through with being a quitter. You're stuck with me, buddy. For eternity."
He wrapped his arms around her and sealed his lips to hers.
"I'm ready for eternity, Andrea," he whispered.
"Ready when you are."
He always took her vein in the neck so he could make love to her as he fed.
Even now, he was eyeing her slim throat as she rocked on top of him, coating his erection with her silky juices.
The friction was amazing, almost too much, and he lifted his hips, seeking entrance, but she shifted, denying him.
"Vixen," he murmured.
"Why are you asking about feeding?"
Her naughty smile got his blood pumping even faster.
"Because I do have other veins that might interest you."
His c*ck jerked, as if agreeing.
It had always been on her side, the little bastard.
She lowered her mouth to his chest and kissed him right over his heart.
Her tongue slipped out to lick a lazy circle there before she nipped him and then laved the spot again, soothing the erotic pinch.
Then, slowly, sensually, she crawled up his body as she kissed his chest, his shoulders, his neck.
Her lips were soft as satin as she nibbled her way along his jaw to his mouth.
His entire body undulated, his c*ck seeking her but not finding her warm heat.
A growl of need escaped him, and he felt her lips stretch into a smile on his.
"Impatient, are we?"
The soft swells of her br**sts brushing over his chest made him groan.
"I only have so much control when it comes to you."
"I know," she whispered against his lips.
"And I love that."
He growled again, but she cut it off with the slide of her tongue against his.
The deep, hot kiss had him reaching for her, digging his fingers into her h*ps as he tried to pull her down onto him, but she was strong, and she held on, practically daring him to hurt her in order to get what he wanted.
He would never do that.
Her tongue flicked over one of his fangs, and he shuddered with pleasure, unsure how much more he could take.
When she stroked it, running her tongue up and down and then scraping the sharp tip, the first spasms of release shot up his spine.
Andrea knew, and she stopped with the "fang-job," as he'd discovered vamps called it.
Before he had time to guess what she was doing, she scooted up his body even more, placing one knee next to his head and leaving the other propped on his chest so she was straddling his face.
"Oh...fuck...yeah."
The erotic sight nearly detonated him, and he had to avert his gaze before he embarrassed himself.
Flipping his eyes up, he met Andrea's smoldering gaze.
"The vein there, in my groin. Take that one."
She didn't have to ask twice.
Gripping her leg, he tugged her down as he raised his head and sank his fangs into the sweet, firm flesh of her inner thigh.
Her moan of pleasure ramped him up more, and he slid one hand along her smooth skin to her sex.
Her slick heat welcomed the penetration of his finger, and as he swallowed her powerful lifeblood, he swirled his finger inside her, drawing little gasps and mewls from her lips.
Her channel pulsed and clenched as the beginnings of orgasm took her, but it wasn't enough for him.
He needed more.
He wanted to taste her cl**ax.
Hastily, he withdrew his fangs, licking quickly to seal the wound, and then he latched onto her core with his mouth, replacing his finger with his tongue.
She cried out, bucking against him as she came.
When her spasms weakened, he hauled her around and flipped her so she was on her back and he was on top, mounting her with desperation.
He drove into her so hard they both gasped, and then his body took over, his control shattered.
His h*ps surged, sawing back and forth as he pumped into her.
The wet slap of their flesh striking together filled the room, combining with the sensual noises of the bed creaking and the sheets rasping.
"So...good..." She broke off in a series of whimpers, and son of a bitch, she was beautiful.
Her hair was a shiny curtain spread out on the pillow as her head kicked back in ecstasy.
Her toned muscles flexed in powerful ripples beneath skin that was flushed and glistening with sweat.
The sight undid him.
Heat shot like flame through his balls and up his shaft as his release blasted through him.
They both cried out as she joined him, her thighs crushing his waist in that primal way every male loved, and he came again, his c*ck pulsing against her tight walls.
He sank bonelessly on top of her when it was over, his limbs trembling, his vision blurred.
When he could move again, he rolled off her and brought her with him so they were tangled together and facing each other.
He liked holding her like this, liked watching her as she drifted off with a satisfied smile on her kiss-swollen lips.
"Kaden?"
She opened her eyes, which were bright and not sleepy at all.
"Yeah."
She propped herself up on one elbow.
"Turn me."
He sat up with a start, unable to believe he'd just heard that.
They'd never talked about their future, not even when he'd asked her to marry him.
The fact that she was human and would grow old and die while he lived on had been a sleeping werebear in their relationship, and he'd carefully tiptoed around it.
He hadn't wanted to hear that she was okay with dying, but at the same time, he didn't want to hear that she would be willing to give up her humanity.
So yes, he'd been fully engaged in avoidance mode.
"Turn you?" he rasped.
"Andrea--"
"Not right this minute," she said, sitting up and taking his hand. "Not even this month or this year. But eventually. I don't want to get old and force you to watch me die."
She nibbled on her lower lip for a moment, as though trying to come up with her next words.
"I've learned so much about the underworld in these last few months. About vampires and the demons we call our friends."
That still blew him away, that he could actually be friends with demons.
But Tayla and Eidolon regularly invited them to dinner and hospital events, and Kaden and Andrea had spent a lot of time at Eidolon's brother Lore's Italian house he shared with his mate, an ex-angel named Idess.
Kaden reached out and tucked her hair behind one ear, more of an excuse to touch her than anything.
"So hanging out with these people has you jonesing to become one of them?"
"It's made me realize that I can do a lot of good if I'm stronger and harder to kill. It also means I can spend more time with you."
She cupped his cheek and brushed her thumb lightly over his skin.
"Well, what do you think?"
"I think I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So yeah, I'll make sure we have really long lives."
He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Though you might come to regret that."
Her laughter buzzed through him, all the way to his soul.
"I told you I'm through with being a quitter. You're stuck with me, buddy. For eternity."
He wrapped his arms around her and sealed his lips to hers.
"I'm ready for eternity, Andrea," he whispered.
"Ready when you are."
