Delilah Devlin - My Immortal Knight 03 (6 page)

Joe waggled his eyebrows. “Filet of love muscle?”

She gave a very unladylike snort. “I can’t believe we’re
talking like this.”

Joe stroked her lower lip with his thumb. “Why?
Because it’s silly?”

“No, because I’m dying to ask you to do one thing for
me,” she said, her voice so soft he had to lean close to hear her.

“Baby, my body is yours to command,” he whispered.

“Let me watch you while you change.”

Lily held her breath as she waited for him to respond.
How she’d kept it light since waking from her vampire’s “kiss” she’d never
figure out. She wanted to burst, to crow, to fling open her windows and scream
it to the world,
Vampires do exist!

Of course, her very first thought when she’d woken to
find him hovering over her was whether he was going to drain her dry, but the
guilty concern he’d shown as she’d tried to recover her wits had pretty much
told her Joe wouldn’t harm her.

The ominous stare he gave her now, however, had him
inching back up the creepy scale.

“Talk to me,” she said, nervously licking her lips. “Are
you wondering what gave you away?”

One eyebrow lifted, but he didn’t answer.

She took it as a cue to continue. “My first clue was
when I touched you with the cross. You hissed like it burned.” She gave him an
impish grin. “Of course, every Dracula in any Psych ward would do the same, but
you looked embarrassed.”

Still, he didn’t speak. But his incredulous expression
had her wondering if he’d even noted he’d given her that little clue. She didn’t
have to remind herself a broody, unsmiling vampire lay draped across her body.
Her nerves jumped and her mind raced on, her tongue following close behind. “Then
of course there’s the whole thing on my balcony. Not the shooting cum on the
floor thing—the flying up to get there. Mind you, I had thought the bat-thing
was pure Hollywood.”

“And no one has a cock like yours, besides John Holmes—although
I’ve never actually seen any of his films, so for all I know it’s a really bad
comparison. The fact is, I knew vampires had an odd erotic reputation, but I
didn’t know how they earned it.”

“But the real clincher was the blood drinking. I’ve
given blood before. Pints to the Red Cross, in fact. But never once did I
nearly orgasm from my donation. If that was the normal affect, blood banks
wouldn’t have to hold drives.” She finally ran out of nervous steam. “Talk to
me. You’re awfully quiet.”

“You saw me in the mirror,” he said flatly.

She nodded slowly, feeling his weight press her into
the mattress. “Guess that whole mirror thing’s a myth, huh?”

“You weren’t freaked?”

“No!” she rushed to assure him. “It’s incredible! I’ve
been searching for evidence for years. If I’d known all I had to do was place
an ad—”

“Stop it.”

Lily’s euphoria dissipated. Joe’s expression was dark
as a thundercloud. She made a note to tread lightly until she understood what
put the kink in his underwear. Then she remembered, how vampires were made. If
that piece of the lore was true, he’d likely nearly died to complete the
transformation.

“All right,” she said. “I’m sorry about my…enthusiasm.
I’ve annoyed you and acted terribly rude.” She caressed him from his shoulder
to his fine, round buttocks, relieved when his muscles clenched in response to
her shivery touch. “How did it happen?” she asked softly.

“Leave it. We’re not talking about that,” he said, his
tone flat and remote. He shifted off her. “We’ve gotten off topic. I have
questions I need answering.”

Disturbed by his sudden change of mood, she rolled to
follow him, not willing to lose the intimacy of their skin-to-skin connection. “Wait
a second. You promised me preliminaries.”

“I promised another go.
After
my questions are
answered.”

She spread her legs over his hips and snuggled her
pussy onto his semi-erect cock. “Maybe I won’t be in the mood.”

He raised one dark eyebrow. “Lady, according to you,
you’re always in the mood.”

He had her there. Lily felt a chill and resisted the
urge to cover her body. If he wanted answers he’d just have to get them from
her naked and pressed to the heart of his masculinity. If it was a quarter as
difficult for him to think as it was for her while she oozed all over him,
then
tough
!

“This has to do with what you told me at the coffee
shop,” she said, curving her back to rub her cleft along his length. “You want
to be human again.”

He inhaled sharply, flaring his nostrils. His heavy
hand landed on her backside, halting her movements. “Have you ever read
anything that says how this condition can be reversed?”

Lily slid her lips across his collarbone. “No. Like I
said before, I’ve only seen it depicted on TV.”

Joe pushed her off his body and turned to sit on the
side of the bed, his back to her. “Give me something—a name, somewhere to look,”
he said, his voice ragged.

Lily reached to caress him, but her hand hovered in
the air. The rigid set of his shoulders warned her away. “I can’t think of
anything. One of my sources, a woman who delves in voodoo and pagan
spiritualism might know someone. I can’t make any promises, but—”

“You’ll take me to her.” He glanced back at her.

She couldn’t have said no if she’d wanted to. His look
of desperation cut straight to her soul. “Yeah. I’ll call her in the morning.”

He nodded and exhaled. “So now that you know, how will
you sleep? Won’t you be afraid?”

Lily smiled. “I plan to keep you too busy to think of
your stomach for the rest of the night. You guys do rest during the day, don’t
you?”

“Like the dead,” he replied dryly.

“I’ll make the call tomorrow. But it being a Saturday,
I won’t have to leave in the morning. I’ll sleep with you.” She knelt behind
him and kissed his shoulder. “So we really do have the rest of the night to
make love.”

“Fuck. We’re fucking, Professor.”

“All right.” She blushed at his blunt words, but he
was right. She’d allowed a stranger to enter her bedroom—one she’d considered
slightly deranged. And she’d begged him to take her. That fact didn’t speak too
highly for her moral fiber. If he thought she was a whore, it was only to be
expected. Still it stung.

“I don’t mean to embarrass you, but I don’t want to
give you false expectations about what’s happening here,” he said, drawing a
deep breath. “I need information and to scratch an itch. When I get what I came
for, I’m out of here.”

Lily swallowed and nodded that she understood. She
couldn’t have gotten the words past her tongue to save her life. Her
disappointment was too keen. Here was proof of her lifelong obsession and the
most incredible lover she’d ever had. But their time together was limited.

She cleared her throat. “Well, since that clock is
ticking, don’t you think it’s time you made good on your promise?”

Lily squealed when he twisted, his arms grasping her
waist. He took her down to the bed. Lily found herself once more lying beneath
his long, hard body. She told herself to remember every detail, every touch,
every scent, and every whispered moan. Because she knew she’d never experience
the likes of Joe Garcia again.

As his head lowered, she committed his handsome face
to memory.

“You’re thinking too much,” he said, his mouth
hovering centimeters from hers.

“Will I get a chance to ask questions, too?”

His mouth thinned for a moment, and then he nodded
curtly. “I guess that’s fair.”

She raised her head to glide her lips over his, and
then settled back on the pillow again. “So tell me…”

He groaned. “Now?”

She laughed softly and squeezed her thighs together to
trap his cock. “Were you this big when you were human?”

Joe’s mouth curved into a feral grin. “Not quite.”

“Hmmm. So along with pointy teeth, I should be looking
for gargantuan cocks. Guess I’ll have to add a few more questions to my survey.”

“Think any guy’s going to tell the truth?”

She traced the outer shell of his ear with her
fingertip and grinned. “Looks like I’ll have to bring a ruler.”

Joe’s eyes narrowed, but Lily knew from his rapidly
hardening flesh nudging her portal that he wasn’t going to pull away this time.
“What you’re doing is dangerous, you know.”

“Who’s to say the next vamp who walks in won’t be as ‘honorable’
as you?”

“Exactly my point.”

She lifted her chin. “What will it matter? You won’t
be around.”

“True. But I’d hate for anything to happen to you.”

“Well, it won’t be any of your business.” Lily
wriggled her hips so his thick head was glazed with her passion. “Are you
trying to weasel out of our deal?”

“A promise is a promise.” He scooted down the bed
until his face was poised above one breast. “Preliminaries…mmmm.” His tongue
darted out to flicker at her nipple.

Lily arched her back to push her nipple into his
mouth. His teeth closed over the tip and he bit it. Then he sucked it into his
mouth, pulling hard, his tongue swirling around her areola.

“Oh God!” Her fingers clutched the back of his head
and she held him close. No way was he going anywhere. Her thighs widened around
his chest and she slid her calves along his sides, writhing under and around
him while he tortured her breast.

Already she could feel the tension build deep within
her belly, curling tightly, readying her vagina with a soft slow convulsion
that spilled fluid from her pussy. The sharp scent of her arousal filled the
air.

Joe released her breast and lapped at the tender
underside. He pulled down one of her hands from where it had curled around his
ears and pressed it to the breast he’d tormented. “Play with this, while I see
to her twin.”

Lily moaned and cupped herself, squeezing hard when he
turned his attention to her other straining breast. The hard pebble beneath her
palm and the nipple he suctioned shot electrical charges straight to her loins.

Her hips curved and she rubbed her slick pussy against
his abdomen.

Joe lifted his head. His lips were blurred and rosy
from his efforts.

“Please,” she begged. “I need more.”

Abruptly, he scooted lower until his shoulders pressed
against her inner thighs. His hands curled under her knees and he lifted her
legs, pressing them high and wide.

As his face hovered above her pussy, Lily’s breath
suspended. His dark, avid stare at her core had her squirming and
self-conscious. She’d never seen herself down there… “Like what you see?”

Joe’s gaze lifted to hers. Heat stained his cheeks and
his eyes glittered darkly. “I like pretty, pink cunts.”

More hot liquid gushed to bathe her channel. Lily’s
hands reached for his head, her fingers spearing into his hair to drag his
mouth down to her aching mound. “Eat me.”

Joe’s tongue snaked out to lap at the center of her
heat. “Mmmm. Honey.”

Lily gasped and her thighs tensed. His tongue was hot
and raspy, like fine sandpaper—like nothing she’d ever felt there before. His
wicked mouth teased her, sucking on her swollen outer lips, then his tongue
tunneled between in all too brief forays.

Before too long, Lily’s hips bucked uncontrollably. “
Joe. Please, my clit. Suck my clit,” she begged.

“You said I should take it slow.” He turned his head
to nip her thigh.

“No! You’re driving me insane.” Her head thrashed on
her pillow. “Pay attention! My clit!”

The wicked vamp spread her lips with his thumbs and
lapped her tender entrance in wide circles, letting the scrape of his beard
graze her, but he didn’t approach the small, sensitive pearl.

Desperate, Lily reached between her legs, until her
finger slid over the distended button at the top of her pussy.

Joe’s hand clamped around her wrist. “No cheating.”

“Then do something.”

Joe fluttered his tongue once against the kernel and
Lily’s hips jerked.

She moaned. “It’s too much!” she cried.

“And I don’t want this over until I have my fill.” He
sucked both of her outer lips, rhythmically tugging. Then he licked lower,
approaching her asshole.

She held her breath, embarrassed and painfully aroused
at the same time. He wouldn’t—

Christ
, he
did! His tongue swirled over her tender nether mouth, circling again and again,
until Lily’s body shuddered with delight. At the first stab of his tongue at
her tight, hot center Lily keened loudly, her back arching off the bed.

“Make your choice.”

What the hell was he talking about? “Choice?” Lily
barely recognized her hoarse voice.

“Your ass or your cunt?”

The man was a sadist. “Don’t make me say it, again.”