Son of Our Blood (24 page)

She looked down at it then up at him
again and licked her lips. He nearly came. Undoing his pants but leaving them
on, he told her to stand up. She moved to the edge of the bed and sat there
staring at his thickening cock.

“I’ve never had you come down my throat.
I’d very much like to suck on your cock first.” He took a step toward her and
watched her unzip his pants. “You’re so thick, Mac.”

His cock seemed to swell in her hand
when she freed him. Her hand barely fit around him and when she took the
engorged head into her mouth, he moaned. Christ, he wanted to fuck her luscious
mouth. She pulled off his pants one leg at a time until he was standing before
her naked. His cock was dark with blood and dripping precum in a long stream. She
licked him clean and then took him deep into her mouth while she looked up at
him.

He watched her suck him. And when she
wrapped her hand around him and began pumping his cock, he began moving in and
out of her mouth. He tried to be slow and easy on her, but the more she licked
and sucked at him, the harder he fucked her. When she cupped his balls in her
free hand he wrapped his hand in her hair. Mac held her while he went wild and
hard against the back of her throat. Even as he felt his balls tighten he knew
that he was going to come, but not where he wanted to in the worst way.

“Baby, I’m going to come. Let me fuck
your pussy. Please?” He couldn’t stop fucking her as she gripped him harder. He
felt her fingers pull at his ass cheeks and his cock exploded in her mouth. “Mother
fuck.”

When he slid down her throat, she
swallowed. He felt his eyes roll into the back of his head as he held her to
him. Over and over he jettisoned into her. As soon as he finished, he yanked
her head back and lifted her off the bed.

“Strip. Now.” He ripped at her clothes
when she didn’t move fast enough for him. Each piece of clothing that came off
made his dick harden again. By the time she was completely naked he was as hard
as stone and ready to fuck her again.

She didn’t even have time to move when
he was picking her up and pulling her onto her hands and knees on the bed. He
came up behind her, his cock dripping with need again. He didn’t even check to
see if she was wet; he could smell her, and slammed his cock deep into her
pussy.

Her scream only seemed to make him want
her more. When he gripped her hips and pulled out to the tip, he slammed again.
He couldn’t seem to help himself. He wanted to make her his.

“Bite me, Mac. Please? I want to feel
you fucking me while you drink from me.”

He growled low, his beast not happy with
her telling him what to do. But her growl back at him nearly made him smile.

“If you don’t do as I tell you then I
won’t feed from you either.”

Mac leaned over her and licked her
spine. Then, when she moved her neck for him, exposing what he most wanted, he
sat back up and slapped her ass. “I don’t do as you say in here. You obey me.” He
slapped her again, liking the sound of his hand hitting her flesh. “You will
obey me, Andi, or so help me, I’ll beat you daily.” Her scent was driving his
insane. And just as he hoped, she was just as turned on as he was. Mac slapped
her ass again and then reached between her legs and ran his fingers through her
hot cream. He was going to fuck her ass if it was the last thing he did.

Massaging his fingers and her juices
into her tight hole, he began scissoring his fingers. Stretching her as he
fucked her was making him want to come again, but his time he was coming in her
sweet ass.

Every time she would moan he would add
another finger until he was sure she was ready. Christ, he hoped she was ready
because right now, he couldn’t see much of anything else but her and the red
ring around her. He leaned over her again and nipped at her shoulder as he
buried his fingers into her pussy.

“Come for me, baby. When you do, you’ll
relax that pretty, tight hole of yours enough for me to enter you.” He pinched
her clit and felt his cock get strangled in her sheath when she came.

He pulled out of her pussy while she was
still coming. She growled at him again, but as soon as he pressed his cock head
at her ass, she stiffened. He wanted to snarl with unfulfilled need. “Don’t,
baby. I can’t do this if you tense up.” He slid his cock over her hole. “That’s
it, baby. Relax. I’m going to come in you here.”

He was covered in sweat when he pressed
the head of his cock into her. She screamed out, but he pulled at her clit
again and she began to calm. He wanted to pound into her right now, but he also
didn’t want to hurt her. When she moved back against him, he moaned and moved
deeper into her. It wasn’t long before he was buried to his root.

Neither of them moved. He was holding
her tight now and was sure he was going to leave his finger marks against her
skin. When she turned to look at him, her smile made him want to lean over her
and kiss her.

“If you don’t move soon I’m going to
turn around and rip your throat out. I’m so close to coming this way that I
need you to either finish us or let me do it on my own.”

He looked at her for several seconds. Then
he threw back his head and laughed. When he looked down at her this time he
knew that, as long as they lived, this moment would be one that he’d look back
on and remember that everything had fallen into place.

Moving his cock out to the tip and back
in, he fucked her. He knew that he was as close as she was and leaned over her
again. This time he moved her hair away from her throat and licked her pulse.

“Come,”
he commanded
through their link, and nearly came with her when she cried out. As soon as her
body began to shake with need again, he did the same, but this time, he sank
his fangs into her and came with her.

Dropping his weight onto her, he tried
to move. She was still tight and he gently left her body. He knew she was going
to be sore and turned on the water to the deep tub in the bath. He rolled out
of bed when he felt the water was high enough.

~~~

She didn’t want to move. But Mac was
picking her up. It wasn’t until then that she realized she was sore. Very sore,
as a matter of fact. She let him take her to the bathroom. She looked at the
inviting tub when he sat her down.

“I can take it from here.” He only
grinned at her when she tried to get him to leave. “Really, Mac. I know how to
bathe myself.”

“Maybe, but I want to bathe with you.” He
lifted her up again and stepped into the water. “Come on. I’ll let you wash my
back if you’re good.”

They sank into the water slowly. It
seemed too hot at first, but the deeper they got, the better it felt. By the
time they were sitting down the water felt positively heavenly. Mac grinned
bigger when she said as much to him.

Turning her around so that she faced
away from him, he took the large sponge off the side of the tub and poured
liquid soap over it. As he lifted her arm to wash her, he spoke.

“The new house that came with your realm
is nice, but needs some work. I’ve hired Bradley’s crew to do some of the more
pressing things. I want us to go over soon and figure out what we want to do
with the rest.”

She nodded, not capable of doing much
else while he washed her back.

“The furniture isn’t in bad shape, but
some of it will need to be modernized. Not much, but a few things.”

She knew he was working up to something,
but let him go his own pace. Whatever it was, she knew he didn’t want to just
jump into it. She had a feeling he’d been like this for his entire life.

“The people are afraid. Terrified,
really, of you and me. We’ll have to work on that. My dad said he’d help any way
he can.”

She turned to look at him.

“We have about fifty subjects.”

“Fifty subjects? I don’t understand.” She
turned back when he asked her to. “I thought we just had a realm to run,
something like your family has.”

“Sort of. We have people that depend on
us. Not nearly as many as Dad has, but a few. My dad has over six thousand
subjects that turn—”

“There are six thousand vampires here?” She
splashed water this time when she turned. “Six thousand?”

Mac nodded. Then frowned. “My dad has
six thousand. Then Uncle Colin has nearly four. And another uncle…” He stopped
talking. She was sure she looked freaked out. “Andi?”

She took several deep breaths before
answering him. “I had no idea that any existed and now you’re telling me that
there are a great many of you?”

He nodded.

“Maybe we should talk about what we do
with these subjects rather than how many there are in the world.”

He chuckled and washed her arm. “We
provide them with hope and help. Most of them are in need of guidance. Pete
said that there is a great deal of money in the coffers so we should be fine
for some time. I’ve already set up a date for us to meet with them. The council
will come to the alliance dinner.”

He continued to talk and she listened. There
were a few things she didn’t understand, but she liked the cadence of his voice
and what he was doing to her body. She was so relaxed when he said baby that
she nearly didn’t speak. Then he said Mel had asked a favor of them.

“Mel needs a favor from us? That can’t
be good. Doesn’t she, like, have everything?” She leaned back against this
chest. “What does one buy the Queen of Magic for Christmas?”

“I don’t know.” He laughed at her as he
kissed her head. “She wants us to name our son after someone. And I’d like for
you to let us.”

Andi yawned. “Okay. So long as it’s not
Reginald, we can name him whatever you want. But I draw the line at naming a
daughter after her. She can name her own kids after her.”

She was limp when he lifted her from the
tub. By the time he dried her off and put her into the bed, she was nearly
asleep. When he pulled her into his arms and close to his body, she wrapped
around him. Andi smiled. She was in love with a vampire.

About the Author

I woke up one morning and decided to
give play time to the people in my head who were keeping me awake. Little did I
know that they would be so relentless and want their time right now! I wrote
for the pure joy of it and to entertain my family and friends. But mostly it
was to get more than an hour of sleep without a story playing out. Of course,
the more I write, the more they want. So…well, as a result of sleepless days (I
work through the night as a gun toting grandma – nope not a vigilantly but an
armed security guard) I have lots of stories written.

Hello! My name is Kathi Barton and I’m
an author. I have been married to my very best friend Sonny for at times seems
several lifetimes – in a good way, honey. And together we have three wonderful
children and then the ones we brought into the world - Paul and Dale Barton,
Jason and Wendy Barton and Danielle and Ben Conklin. They have given us seven
of the greatest treasures on Earth. They don’t live at home seven days a week!
No, seriously, seven grandchildren – Gavin, Spring, Ben, Trinity, Sarah, Kelly
and Kian.

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