Constricted: Beyond the Brothel Walls (8 page)

“Those are for you two, and the lemon she picked out for you, Mellissa.” Her hand touched her heart, and she smiled wide. “I think she loves you more than me,” I joked.

“Pish-posh, milord, ye get that wee thing to bed and ring if ye need us.” She leaned forward and pecked my cheek, and I bade them a good night.

I took my time climbing the stairs, because I wasn’t prepared to end the night. As selfish as that sounded, I didn’t care and berated myself for insisting on separate bedrooms. That had nothing to do with sex; I wanted her in my arms and touching me. The door to her room was ajar, and I walked in, laying her on the bed. She’d have to sleep in her clothes because if I undressed her … no, I couldn’t do that and keep my wits.

“Korri,” I whispered, nudging her. She tossed her head and mumbled, but her eyes stayed closed. I kissed her forehead and said goodnight. My hand flipped the switch on my way out. I made it a few steps out of her door before she screamed. Running back to her side, Korri sat up, and her eyes were wider than saucers. “I’m here,” I said as she whimpered, clawing into my neck.

Her heart beat fast, and her skin shined under the moonlight peeking into her window. The way the moonshine bathed around her was angelic.

“Petre,” she said and clung to me. “I had a nightmare. Thank God it was just a dream.” Her whispered words shook her whole frame.

I stroked her hair as my hand tangled into the pinned mass. “Let’s get you changed, and you can tell me about it.” She nodded and climbed over me. The strange part was, she left all the lights off and maneuvered without any problems as if she’d lived here all her life. As far as I knew, vampires and demons were the only ones who could do that, but she wasn’t dead, and I’d know if she were a demon. They smelled of ash. “Do you need a light?”

“Nope,” she said. She fumbled in the closet. Oh, it took every ounce of strength not to act as I heard her dress fall to the floor. Korri poked her head out and asked, “Mind if I jump in the shower?”

I could have used an icy cold shower myself or perhaps a naked romp with the snow. “Go ahead.” My head shook as I smiled to myself. Would she ever learn that she didn’t require my permission? “Shower up and if you’re not tired, I’ll start a movie.”

She said she wasn’t tired after the dream. Her eyes stayed wide, and Kor’s lip quivered as she closed the door to the bathroom. The pipes groaned as she turned the water on, and I headed into our shared living room to pick a movie from my collection.

There were many left over from before the collapse. Maybe if I could show her how the world used to work, she’d be more agreeable to the truth of the world we lived in now. I was half-tempted to pop in my copy of
Pretty Woman
. Korri might not appreciate that just yet. I continued to distract myself as I thumbed through Blu-Ray discs, or else I’d have run out of excuses not to join Korrigan. The film needed romance, nothing too scary or violent either, but not too much comedy or sex. I tapped my chin.
The Princess Bride
came to mind, and I fished through my last case to get the disc.

After finding the perfect movie, I decided to make sure everything else was set for comfort. I wanted Korri as close to me, preferably cuddled against me, through the movie. Any excuse for me to hold onto her longer. As if summoned, she wrapped herself in that tatty robe and padded into the living room. “Wait for me.”

My mouth dropped including my fangs as I eyed her damp hair, trailing streams of water down her neck. The dampness pooled between her breasts as they rose and fell with little breaths.
She was trying to kill me.
Not a stitch of clothing underneath her robe, and the garment was thin enough I’d even made out the dark circles of her perky nipples.

“Angel,” I said, finding my words. Korri made a soft sound and glanced to me. “You’ve got to put more clothes on.” I took a step toward her as my stomach swirled. Her hand reached for the tie, and as the robe slipped to the floor, my cock hardened. I palmed my face as the words groaned from my parched lips, “Good God woman.”

Her brow rose a fraction as she turned around, exposing those marks on her back. Red, pink, and faded white slashes lined her back. “You didn’t pick me anything,” she said and flashed a grin over her shoulder. Her ass wiggled, and I just about came in my trousers. Who was this Vixen and what had she done with my precious, sweet, and innocent Korri?

Torn, I couldn’t decide if I should plant my ass on the sofa or go to her. What did she want me to do? Those dark lashes batted at me; she flirted … maybe. What if she wasn’t?

The air thickened with her desire. “Korri,” I said a little too harsh. She ignored me and bent over, revealing glistened folds of swollen flesh. Heat surged through my loins as my desire grew to an intolerable level. My feet shuffled closer. They moved faster, and I couldn’t stop myself. Korrigan wiggled her hips as I curled my fingers around her ivory flesh and drew her ass against my strained cock. “You are tempting the devil,” I whispered into her ear as she stood up, robe in hand.

She rubbed against me, and I groaned into her ear. My mouth nibbled on her earlobe as I wrapped my arms around her middle. She grabbed my hands and moved them to her breasts. “I won’t let you lose control.”

“Angel you can’t—”

“Touch me, Petre. I want you to touch me.” Korri trailed my right hand down her flat belly, and I sucked in a breath as I reached the damp curls nestled between her thighs. “See what your kisses did to me?”

My lips kissed her neck as my hand worked between her small, firm breasts. Korri held my other hand captive between her trembling thighs. My hard on remained pinned, grinding into her backside when a thought came to me. “Can I taste you?”

“Hmm,” she murmured. “What do you mean?”

Not something I wanted to explain, and I asked her if I could show her instead. At least I could guarantee it wouldn’t hurt even if she didn’t like it. She agreed, and I even added that she could punish me if I lied. Korri rolled her eyes at that one, but I wanted her to trust me when it came to her body.

Slowly I turned her around and leaned in to kiss her soft lips. My hand stroked over her moist slit as her hands unbuttoned my shirt. Her breathing grew harsher even though I used the lightest of touches. I pulled away as she released a tiny gasp. “Don’t stop,” she said and leaned against my bare chest. Her hips rocked, but I started to draw my hand away. At that rate, she would explode before I’d made it down her body. Korri snatched my hand and shoved it back. “I … said …”

Her eyes widened, and her body arched, grinding her nipples against my chest. Yes, she was close, and I smiled wide. Korri’s nails dug into my chest as her head fell back. Her mouth slacked open, and she cried out as her body shuddered against mine. I couldn’t recall anything more beautiful than watching her release.

Korri’s eyes opened as I slowed down my strokes. “What … was … that …?” she asked in between tremors.

“Orgasm,” I said, and my heart swelled knowing I’d brought her the first release. My eyes and ears were the ones to enjoy her glistening body and sweet cries. She smiled wider, giddy as her body came down from its high. I removed my hand and brought a finger to my lips, pausing to inhale her honey-vanilla scent, before licking it clean. The sweet-tangy nectar rolled over my tongue, and I wanted more. “I didn’t get to taste you though, so …”

My words trailed as I lowered my lips to her neck. Korri gasped as my mouth glided over her dewy skin, and down to her breasts. I paused at her taut nipples, swirling my tongue over each hardened bud, and relishing in her increased heartbeat. “You taste like heaven,” I whispered against her skin as she shivered.

I ventured lower, reaching her navel, and glancing up. If she didn’t realize what I was about to do then, she’d know soon enough. My hands found hers and guided them to my head as I dipped into her curls. My tongue darted into her slit, lapping and savoring her orgasm. She froze at first, but as my mouth suckled her clit, angel melted. Korri cried out, through her rough breaths, but I couldn’t stop. Almost as bad as blood, I needed her, any part of her she was willing to give.

I moaned against her as she tugged my head closer. My hand fell to my cock, still enclosed by my trousers. While I ate her pussy, my hand stroked the fabric outline, imagining this hot, delicious heat encased by it. She cried my name as her hips rocked faster. My tongue slid into her hole as she shattered again and wobbled to the floor. I moved with her, no intention of stopping until the last wave of bliss washed over her.

Her hips bucked against my mouth as she cried my name again, begging me to stop. I chuckled, blowing my breath against her clit, before kissing my way up her body. “What was that one called?” she asked as I paused to tease her nipples

“Cunninglus.” I chuckled. “The slang is eating out.” My body pressed against hers, and her warm arms pulled me closer. “Promise to let me do it every night,” I said, gazing into her wild eyes.

Korri’s cheeks flushed, and the blush spread downward to her chest. Radiance flowed from her as the energy washed over my skin. My lips dropped to hers as my cock throbbed against her stomach. She’d have to start the movie without me, because it wasn’t going away, not as long as her scent permeated the air, and her desire lingered in my mouth.

“Go get dressed and start the movie,” I said, dragging myself away. She didn’t say anything as I left the room and closed my door. As soon as the coast was clear, my trousers fell to the floor, and my fist surrounded the girth. I couldn’t recall ever being that hard before, every vein bulging. Standing, I stroked, my eyes closing and picturing Korri’s face. The warmth of her, that smile, I wanted all of her. My head flung back against the bedpost, and my hips swayed, pumping against my hand.

The door nudged open, but I knew she was there. Her heartbeat and scent grew stronger. A breeze hit my skin, and I knew she stood inside the room, but I didn’t dare open my eyes.

“Stop,” she said. “Let me.”

“No angel.” Her finger pressed to my lips as her dainty hand wrapped around my shaft. I groaned from her heat, but more so because it was her. She stroked slowly as her lips kissed my jaw. “Yes,” I hissed as her thumb rolled over my slit.

Something wet glided over my cock, but her mouth was on my chest. I glanced down, watching her rub her hand over her pussy, then rubbing her essence over my dick. It was the next best thing to burying myself between her thighs.

“Come for me baby,” she said as her hand pumped me fast and hard.

I grabbed her head and crushed her lips to mine. The moment my tongue hit hers, my body tensed, and I grunted against her mouth. My cock jerked and shot my seed over her belly and breasts as my legs trembled. Korri broke away grinning like the Cheshire cat as her finger collected my essence off her breasts and licked it clean. I collapsed onto the bed and watched her taste me as my dick hardened again.

“Korri.” Her name became a hoarse whisper, and I closed my eyes. “As amazing as that was, you don’t have to—”

I groaned as her lips wrapped around my head. My hands fisted the comforter; I grabbed anything to not force her mouth down. “Oh God, Kor.”

Her mouth slid down to the base of my dick, and words refused to form. My eyes rolled back into my head as she worked my cock with those sweet wet lips. Her hands skimmed my thighs, stroking up my chest and down again. I wanted to reach out to her, to stop her, but my mind reeled against the thought as my hips rocked with gentle thrusts.

Korrigan slid her mouth from my cock and kissed her way up my chest. She rubbed her pussy against me, the rich heat penetrating my nerves. I blinked in disbelief and opened my mouth to protest, but she shook her head no. As much as I wanted it, we both knew sex was too soon, and already we’d ventured farther than I’d anticipated. I’d only been set on pleasing her, but this was all her doing, and I prayed she never stopped.

“Don’t worry; I’ll be good.” Korri ground her wet pussy lips across my dick. She whimpered as her hips bucked faster, closer to another release. My hands cupped her breasts, massaging and pinching her nipples.

Her breath hitched as her back arched. I leaned forward, kissing her neck. “Drink me,” she whispered. “Please do it,” Kor cried at my reluctance. My fangs pierced her flesh as the warm blood splashed against my tongue. Honey as sweet as her skin and as hot as her pussy, her blood flooded my mouth, and she became mine. Truly, no other vampire could touch her as long as I lived.

As my venom reached her heart, she screamed, rocketed her release against me and in turn, my cock exploded, erupting between our bellies. I dragged my mouth away, careful not to take too much blood, and sealed her wounds with my tongue. Korri panted and struggled to catch her breath. Those amber eyes blazed, turning redder than I’d seen them before.

Her lips dropped to mine, spread wide into a smile. “Hey handsome,” she said, stroking my jaw. “Tired yet?”

I laughed, rolling her over, and kissing her neck. Damp waves cascaded over the pillows, but her widened eyes bounced over the canopy poles. My hands caressed her sides and tickled her ribs. “I don’t actually sleep much,” I said.

“Sleep was the only peace I ever had,” Korri said and wrapped her arms around my neck. My hair fell into her face, and she released a giggle. “You’ve given me that when I’m awake too.”

“I loved what you did for me.” Korrigan’s brows knitted together, and I tried to figure out the best way to voice my concerns. “I meant what I said, angel, you don’t have to bear any obligation to …” Thank goodness I wasn’t human, or else my face would have caught fire. “You are incredible, and I’ve not felt this alive …” Crap, she didn’t know what I was yet. I tossed myself off her and sighed. Korri rolled over and nestled against my chest. “You mean more to me than this.”

She was silent for a few moments, and I thought she fell asleep. “I had a dream on the way back,” she said. Kor had mentioned a dream, but she’d awoken from it screaming. “Petre you died and left me alone.” Warm tears rolled down her cheek and splashed against my chest.