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She scraped his shaft with her teeth and Joe groaned,
his hands fisting in her hair now. Her hands wrapped around the base of his
cock and worked the moisture from her mouth up and down his shaft. She squeezed
her fists, twisting in opposing directions.

Then the telltale pulse of his hips, shallow,
circling, encouraged her to move faster, until she bobbed noisily on his cock,
faster.

His body strained, his thighs, balls and belly turning
hard as stone, shuddering with delight.

Lily held on, working his flesh, all the while her own
pussy grew drenched until her arousal dripped down her thighs and her vagina
spasmed audibly, releasing moist sighs.

Suddenly, she halted and withdrew her mouth, shaking
with her own need. When she raised her gaze to his, she found him waiting.

“Please,” she begged. “I need your cock. Inside me.”

In a blur of motion, she found herself on her knees,
her buttocks high in the air, his large, hard hands holding her still as he
rammed his cock inside.

“Yes! Yes! Oh please, more!” she begged in endless
supplication as Joe slammed his hips against her buttocks, driving his cock
deep, again and again, his thrusts driving the air from her lungs. She grunted
loudly, clutching the bedding in her fists, her eyes closed tight to shut out
sight while she concentrated on the feel of his body, filling hers, pounding at
her cunt.

Then it was happening, that miracle of escalating
power that transformed his body and elevated his loving to the next plane. His
cock expanded, his thrusts, supercharged with his vampire strength, rocked her
body.

Her thighs clenched as her orgasm built, layer by
layer, until she lost herself, lost her mind in an explosion of fiery colors.

Lily collapsed to the bed, panting, crying. How could
she give this up?

Joe’s arms closed around her and he pressed kisses on
her shoulders and neck. He kept the connection, his waning erection still
planted deep inside her body.

“Why are you crying?” His gravelly, deep voice
surrounded her.

Lily shook her head. She wasn’t going to say it. He
didn’t want the words.

He sighed and withdrew from her body and turned her in
his arms.

Lily kept her gaze averted. She didn’t want him to see
her tears, or see the love in her eyes.

A finger lifted her chin. Joe’s expression was…satisfied.
“Why are you crying?” he repeated.

Her face crumpled. “You don’t love me.”

“Why do you think that?”

“Because this is just lust.” She sniffed. “Artificial
lust. You’re just reacting to my heat.”

“You humans have no nose.”

“What?”

“Your heat is past, love.”

“You’re wrong. We did it four times tonight. That’s
not normal.”

“It must be for us.” He pressed his loins against
hers. His erection was already recovering.

“I don’t think I can keep doing this,” she whispered.

“Course you can. Want me to prove it?”

She shoved at his chest, but he didn’t budge. “You’re
such a man! You don’t get it.”

“What don’t I get? That you’re in love with me?” His
eyes studied her face.

“It’s not fair for me to feel so much.”

“You think I don’t?”

She shook her head slowly. “No. You can’t. You’re just
trying to do the noble thing. You want to take care of me because I may be
carrying your child.”

“You are carrying my child. And you’re right. I want
to take care of you.”

Lily’s heart squeezed. “But it’s not enough. For me. I
know I need help because I don’t know a lot of things about what I am and what
my child or children will become. But
I
need more.”

Joe rubbed his thumb on her lower lip. “Do you know I
died in this house?”

Lily blinked, shocked. “How could you bear to come
back?”

“Because you need to be here. And somehow, the end of
my human life isn’t as important now. I’ve found my humanity.” His hand slid
down her belly. “My children are my humanity. Maybe yours will be something a
little more than human, but I’m still man enough to feel pride and love for
what we made.”

Lily took a chance. With her heart in her eyes, she
said, “I love you Joe. I love you human, I love you monster. You thrill me.”

Joe closed his eyes. When he opened them, he brought
her hand to his lips and kissed her. “There’s only one way I can say this.” He
pressed her to her back and entered her with a single, strong thrust. “I love
you, Lily. You make me strong. You make me crazy—and I don’t think eternity
will be long enough for all the loving I want to give you.”

Tears streamed from her eyes as he gently rode her.
Their mouths mated as their bodies blended, pouring together.

When at last they lay spent in each other’s arms, Lily
turned to Joe and smiled slyly. “You said the words and I didn’t even have to
use the finger thing.”

His eyes narrowed. “Don’t you even consider it.”

She wrinkled her nose. “Why do you guys get so uptight
about an itsy-bitsy little finger? You’ve shoved a much larger—”

“Lily!”

“I’m just saying—”

“Don’t you ever.”

She sighed and snuggled into his arms. “Will our
loving always be this…” She shrugged. Words couldn’t express how happy she was.

“Hot?” He kissed her forehead. “Sexy?” He nuzzled her
face until she lifted it to receive his next kiss on her lips.

“Wonderful.” She closed her eyes, reveling in the
slide of his mouth along her chin.

“I don’t see why not, and it’s not like we won’t have
years to practice.” He drew her earlobe into his mouth and bit.

She shivered. “Decades.”

He lifted his head and stared into her eyes. “Centuries?”

“Boggles the mind, huh? Just think of all the time I’ll
have to complete a thorough study of vampire behaviors.”

Joe winced. “About some of your conclusions…”

“Don’t!” She placed a finger over his lips. “I want to
discover everything for myself.”

“But…”

“I know you want to help, but I’ll need to conduct my
own interviews—get a sampling of the population.”

“So long as your
sampling
doesn’t require a
ruler.”

She grinned and tweaked his nipple. “Maybe Emmy could
help me with my research.”

Joe shuddered and rolled his hips, nudging her sex
with his. “God helps us. I’ll have to have a little talk with Dylan.”

“Don’t worry. That’s still a long way off.” She
grimaced. “I have to deliver this litter first.”

“They’ll likely keep you too busy for mischief for
many years to come.”

“Don’t look so hopeful.” She raised her legs,
encircling his waist and pulling his hips into hers. “It’s all your fault
anyway.”

“Mmmm. What’s my fault?” By his smoky, half-lidded
stare she could tell the topic was losing his interest.

“If you’d cooperated in the first place, I wouldn’t
have to look to other vamps for outside verification.”

“I’ll cooperate!” He screwed his cock in ever smaller
concentric circles deeper inside her.

“Nope. Too late. My objectivity is compromised.”

“Baby, more than your objectivity’s been compromised.”

“Too true. But I just can’t trust you’ll give me the
straight skinny.”

His sexy movements halted. “Are you saying I’m a liar?”

She raised an eyebrow. “I don’t ever think I’ll
forgive you for letting me think you could fly!”

“Who says I don’t?” He pulled out and slammed back
inside her. “Don’t we?” he growled.

Lily’s mouth opened on a gasp. “Emmy told me the
truth.”

“Maybe Dylan’s doing it wrong.” His buttocks flexing
beneath her heels, Joe’s powerful thrusts drove Lily higher with each stroke. “Fly
with me, baby.”

Lily soared.

About the author:

DelilahDevlin dated a Samoan, a Venezuelan, a Turk, a
Cuban, and was engaged to a Greek before marrying her Irishman. She’s lived in
Saudi Arabia, Germany, and Ireland, but calls Texas home for now. Ever a risk
taker, she lived in the Saudi Peninsula during the Gulf War, thwarted an
attempted abduction by white slave traders, and survived her children’s
juvenile delinquency.

Creating alter egos for herself in the pages of her
books enables her to live new adventures. Since discovering the sinful pleasure
of erotica, she writes to satisfy her need for variety--it keeps her from
running away with the Indian working in the cubicle beside her!

In addition to writing erotica, she enjoys creating
romantic comedies and suspense novels.

Delilah welcomes mail from readers.

An Ellora’s Cave
Publication, March 2004

Ellora’s Cave Publishing,
Inc.

PO Box 787

Hudson, OH44236-0787

ISBN MS Reader (LIT) ISBN #
1-84360-830-8

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MY IMMORTAL KNIGHT: ALL
KNIGHT LONG © 2004 DELILAH DEVLIN

This book is a work of
fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or
locales is purely coincidental. They are productions of the authors’
imagination and used fictitiously.

Edited by
Briana St.
James

Cover art by
Syneca.