Daric’s Mate (The Vampire Coalition #5)(13)
Author: J.S. Scott

“I torture myself with imagery,” he told her, his voice both self-deprecating and amused. “And I might look. It would be more than worth the price.” His big hands stroked over her back and down, finally cupping her ass possessively.

“No! You can look. I give you permission. Feel free.” Her modesty wasn’t worth the price of Daric feeling the pain of penalty. She could change into her own lingerie now that her own possessions were here, modest panties that wouldn’t tempt him.

“You tempt me merely by existing, Hannah. It doesn’t matter what you’re wearing,” Daric said huskily, his hands kneading the flesh of her ass, pulling her hot core up and against his pulsating cock. “I’ll always want to be deep inside you, surrounded by you, claiming what belongs to me.”

Every nerve in Hannah’s body went up in flames, her entire being feeling like liquid fire. “Please,” she whispered in a needy voice, not even quite sure what she wanted, only certain that whatever it was, she needed it now and no one but Daric could quench the flames. Confused by the intensity of her emotions, Hannah wondered which emotions and wants were her own and which were caused by the mating compulsion, the small portion of those urges that emanated from Daric to her.

“I won’t be able to stop.” Daric warned ominously as he pulled back, searching her eyes, his face a mask of tortured desire. Placing a hand on each side of her head, he closed his eyes as he growled, “Share my mind. Know what desire is yours and what belongs to me.”

Hannah’s whole body rocked as his memories, his thoughts flooded her brain. Closing her eyes at the onslaught, she shook her head furiously, overwhelmed. “Oh, God!” Confused, she clenched Daric’s shirt, fisting the cotton, desperate to be grounded.

“Relax. Separate my thoughts from yours,” Daric commanded, pulling her thrashing head against his chest. “Sort them out in your mind. I’ll help you.”

His voice penetrated the thick fog in her brain, forcing her to grit her teeth and try to make sense of the massive overload of information that was taxing her senses. Her body relaxed as she sensed Daric in her head, filing away most of the information from his past, leaving only the present thoughts and emotions.

Grimacing, Hannah tried to mentally push his emotions on one side and hers on another, but the dividing line was blurred, intertwined. “Shit. I can’t completely separate them,” she muttered, frustrated.

“Relax. You’ll become accustomed to the sensation. Information will come to you slowly over time. You can’t handle twelve hundred years of memories and emotions all at the same time. And the emotions of true mates are always blurred. You will know what emotions originate from me, and you will always sense how I feel, know what I’m thinking,” he answered, stroking her hair gently, massaging her scalp.

Calmed by Daric’s reassuring touch, Hannah settled, but her body was still aflame, yearning for more, clamoring for him. Nothing had changed; her need was her own, except she could sense Daric’s emotions and thoughts. And at the moment, every one of them featured the two of them entwined together in shared ecstasy. As much as Daric needed to possess, Hannah needed him to claim her. Lifting her head, she told him softly, “I need you. I need you as much as you need me.”

His dark eyes scanned her face as he replied, “If you let me take you, I’ll never let you go. Hell, I probably won’t anyway. But if I f**k you, have you once, I’ll track your ass down until you either mate with me or I die of mating conflict. I don’t have Nolan’s noble morals that allowed him to die with dignity while his mate left him. Your ass is mine. And I’ll chase you until the moment I breathe my last.”

Hannah felt a shiver run down her spine at his dominant oath, a promise that she knew that he would fulfill. As if she’d let him die? “Then f**k me, Daric. I need to know what it feels like to truly want and be wanted.”

“You’ll definitely know what it’s like to be wanted. To the point of insanity.” His mouth claimed hers roughly, his tongue driving between her lips in a frenzied meeting of mouths, a devouring kiss that left her in no doubt of how much she was needed, wanted.

Daric’s hand fisted into her hair, holding her head for the fierce possession of his mouth, as his tongued plundered relentlessly. Frantic to get closer, Hannah lowered her hands, searching for his t-shirt, desperate for skin to skin contact. Finding it, she thrust her hands under his shirt, moaning into his mouth as her fingers touched his fiery skin, wanting to know every inch of his enormous body, feel every ripple of muscle.

Closer. I need to get closer.

Hannah was panting heavily as Daric released her mouth and moved to the sensitive lobe of her ear, nipping gently and then laving it with his tongue. Clothing vanished, leaving Daric nude and Hannah in nothing but the racy underwear he had conjured.

Her fingers sought and found his enormous c**k immediately, sliding over the silky skin with trembling fingers. His length and girth made her pu**y clench, flooding the already saturated flesh at the apex of her thighs. What would it feel like to have this inside her, claiming her?

“You’re going to know very soon,” Daric growled. “If you keep touching me it will be right now.”

“Yes,” she breathed softly.

“No.” He backed her up until her bare ass cheeks collided with the refrigerator. He lifted her hands over her head. “You’ll behave before I lose control. It’s hanging from a nearly invisible thread right now. And I need to pleasure you.”

Hannah shook her head as she glanced at his face, so full of heat and desire. “I need you.” Her pleasure would come from having that mammoth c**k inside of her. She went to reach for him again, only to find that her hands were unable to move. “Let me loose, dammit.” She needed to touch him now.

“There are other pleasures to be had,” he said, his mouth vibrating against her skin as his hands explored her body. “You will experience those delights before I take you.”

Hannah moaned aloud, not sure if she could take whatever he had in mind. Her need was roaring through her body, demanding to be satiated. She had never thought she would enjoy this kind of complete domination, her body under a man’s control. Strangely, she relished it. A wild instinct rose up inside her to greet the alpha male vampire that was Daric, needing to let him sate her body any way he desired. She just wasn’t entirely sure how much she could take without screaming with frustration.