3#Awakened by the Vampire Prince (Thorn) (14 page)

“No
willpower.” He growled, pulling his vest over his head and toeing off his
boots. His pants were off in no time. Another low growl was torn from him as he
reached for Esral. She screeched as he tossed her over his shoulder. Something
else he’d been wanting to do for the longest time.

The
water was icy cold. He sucked in a breath as he waded in. The current was soft
and the water shallow coming only up to his hips at the deepest part. “Are you
ready, princess?” he squeezed her ass.

“Yes.”
Her voice sounded husky and more of her cherry scent erupted. The quicker he
had them washed off, the quicker he could make her his.

Xavier
pulled her into his arms, falling head first into a freezing cold stream would
not be Esral’s idea of fun. Her eyes were wide with excitement. He quickly
dropped into the water, the air seized in his lungs.

Esral
giggled. “A big warrior like you feeling the cold?” As if to prove a point, she
pulled out of his arms and dove into the water. This female amazed him.

Surprisingly,
his dick was still hard as a rock. It twitched as she came up for air. Water
droplets and wet hair looked good on the princess, just like he’d imagined that
day she had wanted to go swimming.

“What
are you thinking?” She wrapped her arms around him, her nipples were hard
against his chest, his dick actually throbbed so hard it made her giggle.
“Happy to see me?”

“Infinitely
and I was thinking that I’d like to get out of the water and into something
much warmer.”

“What
did you have in mind?” She bit her lip.

“You,”
he growled as he palmed her ass and stood.

“I
can walk you know?” She giggled.

“Oh
I know that, princess. It’s just that for the next twenty four or so hours, I
want your legs wrapped around me at all times.” He waded out of the water.

“Is
that so?” Her voice was husky and soft, and so damned sexy just like the rest
of her.

“I
told you how this is going down.” His voice was gravelly.

She
nodded, they were pretty much nose to nose.

“Where
would you like…?” He began walking towards a pretty outcrop of trees.

“My
bag.” She gestured to the ground. “Our robes.”

Xavier
grinned at her. “You’re lucky I love you so much.”

“You’re
the lucky one, buster.” She threw back at him.

“Don’t
I know it.” He lowered her and she picked up the bag. Esral handed him the
garment before donning her own robe. “It’s a shame,” he growled. “A shame to
cover you up, Esral.” Already he mourned the loss of her curves.

Esral
threw him a coy smile and opened the robe right down the front, exposing her
magnificent tits and her glorious pussy and everything in between.

“Your
turn.” She gestured to the garment in his hand.

“You
are not allowed to laugh.” Everyone else would laugh and that was fine but it
would kill him if she did.

“Put
it on.” Again her voice sounded so husky. It gave him the strength he needed to
don the damned robe. Thank fuck there were no mirrors or he might just have
chickened out. When he looked up, he was blown away by how turned on Esral
looked. He’d left the robe hanging open, his cock was so hard that it almost
touched her and she was at least a foot away. A drop of pre-cum beaded on his
tip and she licked her lips.

Xavier
picked her up and closed the distance to the forest in a half a second. There
was a mossy, leafy patch under the biggest oak on that side of the bank. He
carefully eased Esral down.

Her
pussy was so wet and ready, he was tempted to just plunge into her but he held
back. This was all for her. His female.

Mine.

First
things first. “I need to taste your sweet…breasts.” He growled, closing his
mouth over a hard nipple.

Esral
arched her back, threading her fingers through his hair. She moaned as he
nipped at the curve on the underside of her other breast before feasting on her
tightening nub.

“Oh,
Xavier.” She groaned as he rained kisses on a path that led straight to the
object of his fascination.

“Open
up for me, sweetheart,” he growled, loving how she responded immediately. Fuck,
he didn’t care about a bit of pain. He couldn’t wait to feel her tighten around
him. To watch as she came apart.

He
laved her clit in easy strokes that had her sucking in a ragged breath. When he
pulled back, she made a sound of protest.

“This
is my rosebud.” To prove his point, he closed his mouth over the swollen bundle
of nerves and suckled.

“Yes,
yours,” she cried. “All yours.” She gasped.

Gripping
her ass cheeks in both his hands, he lifted her. Continuing to suckle, he
mimicked a blow job, knowing that her orgasm would be all the more powerful.
Already he could feel her tensing up in his hands.

Her
breath was coming in hard pants and mewls. Her hands were gripping his
hair…hard. Then her thighs closed, trapping him…not that it was necessary. He
wasn’t about to go anywhere. The taste of her on his tongue was rapture. Pure
fucking bliss.

Esral
sucked in a deep breath and held it inside her for a few moments. Then she
cried out. Her clit actually throbbed against his tongue as she came. Her sweet,
cherry blossom scent erupted, making his dick twitch so hard it almost gave him
whiplash.

Esral
fell back. Her breasts heaved as she sucked in breath after breath. Her lips
were swollen from their earlier kisses and her long hair fanned about her face.
Best of all, her lids were so hooded that they were almost closed. She looked a
little disorientated. Her thighs were still spread wide.

If
he had thought that her pussy had looked sexy before, he was dead fucking
wrong. She was wetter than any female he had ever known. Pink, glistening, so
fucking his.

Xavier
moved over her, caging Esral with his body. He was careful to take most of his
weight onto his arms which he bracketed on either side of her.

Her
eyes widened up a little, some of her earlier fear was back. “If you have
changed your mind…”

“Shhh.”
He kissed her lips. The sweetest, softest damned lips he had ever tasted. “I
will never change my mind. Not about this and not about you, princess.” He
kissed her again, slanting his mouth across hers so that he could deepen the
kiss.

Esral
whimpered, closing her legs around his hips. So responsive. So fucking sexy. He
was the luckiest male alive. That much was true.

“Your
flower, princess.” His voice was gravelly and deep.

“Yes,”
she sighed.

“I
want to make it mine.” He growled, raking his cock against her slit ensuring
that he caught her clit.

“Oh
god, yes!” She cried out. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she arched and rocked
her hips so that her clit would rub against him. When he lined up with her
opening, her eyes sprang back open in panic.

“We’ll
take it slow. I can handle it.” He pulled a wayward strand of hair behind her
ear while running his finger over the pointed part. She moaned.
Interesting…something
to shelve for later.

Her
hands were clutching his shoulders, they thankfully relaxed. She nodded, her
eyes filled with trust and devotion.

How
the hell had he gotten so lucky? He eased just the tip of his cock into her, loving
how her eyes drifted to half mast and her breath quickened instantly. Good
great fuck but she was tight. He would have to be careful not to hurt her.
Easing back out, he pushed back in a little deeper this time.

“That
feels good.” Esral sighed, her fingers were digging into him again. This time
though it was because of pleasure and not fear.

Another
inch. It felt so good to finally be inside her, to feel her tight, velvet glove
fisting him. So fucking amazing. Xavier groaned as he pulled back before slipping
in deeper.

Not
only did he hit against something hard but it was also sharp and punctured the
tip of his cock. It took everything in him to keep from pulling all the way
out. To keep from growling in pain and frustration.

“My
thorn,” she whispered.

“No,
princess.”

He
watched her features cloud with confusion.

“It’s
not your thorn.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “It’s so mine. I’m

 going
to take it now.”

Esral
wrapped her legs tighter around him, locking her ankles at his back. “I’m
yours. All of me.”

“Fuck
yes.” Xavier cried as he plunged into her, gritting his teeth against the pain
that tore through him.

His
brow was covered in sweat. His features pinched with pain. The muscles in his
neck and arms were bunched and corded. Xavier didn’t so much as grunt as he thrust
into her for a second and a third time. She could feel him come up short each
and every time he did.

Another
thrust, harder this time. There was a warm gush that she knew was his blood.

“Mine.”
He snarled, his chest vibrated against her as he gave another almighty push
into her, this time sliding all the way home. He gave a shout of triumph before
slumping onto her for a few seconds. Xavier weighed a ton and she struggled to
breathe under his enormous weight, but she didn’t care. She stroked his hair,
listening to his ragged breathing against her ear.

“You
did it.” She whispered when he finally lifted back onto his strong arms. They
were nose to nose. Her legs were still locked around him and he was still inside
of her.
Deep inside.

His
eyes were silver. So beautiful it almost took her breath away. She touched his
cheek moving down his jaw line to the subtle cleft in his chin. “Thank you. You
have given me a gift today. I am so glad we can finally make love…like you
promised.”

Xavier
smiled. His eyes were filled with desire. “I plan to make good on my promises
but I might need a few minutes to recover.”

 She
wiggled her hips and he groaned both in pleasure and…pain. “You are still very
hard for someone in so much pain.”

“It’s
not so bad.” He tried to play it down. Esral could not imagine how much pain he
must truly be in.

Xavier
grinned. “My dick might be torn up and bleeding but I will always want you,
Esral.” It felt like he was touching her everywhere. Heat awakened inside of
her. A need like none before.

“I
will have to kiss you better,” she said.

“And
I will have to let you, but later.” He kissed her.

“Later.”
She said as he released her, sounding a little bit breathless.

“Much
later.” Xavier pulled back ever so slightly before pushing back into her. This
time there was only pleasure written within his expression as his face became
taut and his jaw clenched.

“Feeling
better?” She gasped as he eased out of her.

He
made a sound of affirmation. “How are you doing?”

“So
good.” She gasped as he thrust in at a new angle. Her nipples tightened,
everything in her tightened as he thrust again finding the same place inside
her that sent zings of pleasure coursing through her. “Oh, Xavier.”

“Do
you like that, princess?” She loved how his voice sounded. Like he was on the
verge of losing control.

“More.”
She gasped. “I need more.”

He
thrust a little harder, a little faster hitting that spot each and every time.
“Yes…yes…yes.” She cried with every hard push of his hips.

His
eyes swirled with silver and his mouth was a tense line. Pleasure coiled inside
her belly. “Oh by the gods, Xavier…oh yes.” She moaned as the tension grew, her
pleasure with it.

Then
he stopped moving and she growled in frustration.

He
was breathing hard through a strained smile. “I think I like that little growl
you just gave me and I fucking love the way you say my name while I’m inside
you. I love you.” His lust filled eyes softened with emotion.

She
had to smile back even though she felt like slapping him. By the way his cock
was throbbing inside of her, she knew he was on the brink of release himself.
It must have taken some willpower for him to stop.

“I
was hoping to scream your name.” Esral decided to be brazen. “Why did you
stop?”

Out
popped those crease lines between his eyes. “I’m going to bite you and - no
pressure - but I would really like it if you bit me back.” He licked his lips.

“I’m
not sure how to even go about doing it.” Her heart rate sped up in both fear
and excitement.

Xavier
cupped her cheek. “Just sink those sharp little beauties into my skin and I’ll
be the happiest male…ever.”

“Ever?”
She giggled.

Xavier
nuzzled her neck. “Ever.” He growled before raking his fangs across her skin.
Her flower clenched and Xavier groaned. “God, you feel so good.” He rocked into
her. Slowly. “Better than I had ever imagined. So snug. I feel like I might break
you.”

“You
already did.” She gasped as he pushed back inside…all the way in. “You don’t
have to go easy. I’m so hot for you. I’m burning up.” He picked up the pace,
making it hard to talk. “Bite me.” She groaned when he found that spot again,
grinding against it with every piston of his hips. “Make me cum.” She screamed
his name as the first spasms hit her hard. And again as his fangs sunk into her
neck.

Unable
to move, breathe, let alone think, she allowed the sensations to course through
her. She was clawing his back but unable to stop. It took everything in her to
will herself to bite down on him. The blinding pleasure was making it hard to
think, to reason. She couldn’t remember all the arguments for why she shouldn’t
do as he asked, could only feel how good it felt and remember how divine those
few drops of his blood had tasted before. Finally, she clamped down on his
skin.

The
sharp tang of his blood hit her tongue. It was just as she remembered, salty
yet sweet. Her mouth closed over his skin for a better taste. A sound of
enjoyment escaped. Rich, decadent, sinful. Much like the male himself.

Xavier
roared, ending on a deep growl. His hips jerked and warmth filled her as his
seed erupted. He yelled a profanity as she took another taste, closing her eyes
as she did.

It
was only when he moved to lie on his back, pulling her into his arms, that she
was forced to release his neck. That was when she saw the damage that she had
done. His skin had been broken in two half moon shapes, the wounds still seeped
blood. “I’m so sorry.” Without thinking, she laved the broken skin with her
tongue.

Unexpectedly,
Xavier moaned, not in pain but in pleasure. “Sorry for what?” He kissed the top
of her head. “You had better bite me just like that again and often.”

“I
thought I was too rough.”

His
eyes darkened with desire. “You could never be too rough with me, princess.”

“Good
to know.” She fluttered her eyes, trying hard to be seductive.

“Do
you have something in your eye?” Xavier’s expression turned to concern.

It
looked like this particular move didn’t work on males period. “I’m trying to
seduce you. Brant once told me that to seduce a male…namely you…I should
flutter my lashes.”

Xavier
frowned. “Don’t tell him I said this but Brant can be an idiot. All you have to
do to seduce me is look my way. One look and I’m done.”

She
looked at him from under her lashes, feeling a naughty smile form on her lips.

Xavier
groaned. “Yeah, just like that.”

“I’m
ready to do that again.” Her voice didn’t sound like her own. It was far too
husky.

Xavier
squeezed his eyes shut and groaned again, louder this time. She slid herself
onto his lap. “All you have to do is ask.” He clasped her jaw, his eyes on her.

“This
time you promised hard and fast,” she said.

His
eyes were filled with such desire, and need, it almost took her breath away. “I
always keep my promises.” She pulled the robe from her shoulders. His looked
turned scorching. Esral noticed that he didn’t make a move to remove his own
robe.

“Oh
and, Xavier?” She slid herself onto his rock hard shaft. Dropping down on him
one inch at a time. His jaw clenched and he made a grunt of approval as she hit
balls deep.

“Ask
me anything, princess.” He kissed her long and hard until her toes curled into
the leafy ground.

“Don’t
call me princess when you are inside of me.” She tried to sound stern, which
was difficult with him so hard inside of her.

He
nodded, his face had a pinched look. “Anything else?” His voice was rough and
deep.

“Talk
dirty to me.” The sound of her own voice so husky that she could barely
recognize herself.

She
didn’t think it possible but more desire flared in his eyes and he clenched his
jaw until it ticked. Xavier gave a jerk of the head. He licked his lips. “I
thought you didn’t like me using profanities. I promised I would stop once we
were mated and I—”

“Yeah,
yeah.” She sighed dramatically. “You always keep your promises.” She moved to
find a better position on his lap and Xavier groaned, his lids drifting closed
for a second. “We could make
a during sex
only rule.”

He
opened his eyes and his liquid silver orbs locked with hers. “I’ll tell you
what, I’ll talk dirty if you talk dirty right back.”

She
giggled feeling naughty, and hot, and desperate for this male under her…in her.
“You feel so good inside me.”

Smiling,
he dropped a kiss on her jaw line. “What feels good inside you?” he urged
rocking under her so that every nerve ending inside her sprang to life.

“Your
cock.” She whispered. “Xavier?”

“Yes,
Esral
.” He emphasized her name.

“Fuck
me.” She whispered even softer, knowing full well that he would hear her just
fine.

“It
would be my pleasure…” He pinched her rosebud between his thumb and forefinger
before thrusting up into her…hard. “To fuck the sweetest”—another hard thrust
and the air left her lungs—“tightest”—and another—“finest damn pussy…ever.”

“Ever?”
she cried.

“Ever,”
he growled.

A
few minutes later he had her on her back, both arms above her head clasped in
one of his big hands and he was right, he wasn’t just simply taking her, he was
branding her…every part of her…making her his.

It
was better than she could ever have imagined. So much better.