Chapter 31

I swear my pussy clenched so hard at the soft, wet suction that it was almost an orgasm. I was that primed, and I still had on my pants and boots. The fact he'd pegged me as a vampire didn't even register at first as he brought a hand up to cradle one of my breasts. I have one of those old-fashioned hourglass figures, so I'm rather large on top, with flared hips and, if I do say so myself, a pretty tiny waist. My breast overflowed Ty's big hand, and when he squeezed softly on the swollen mound, I let out a breathy whimper.
"That's it," he murmured in that oh-so-proper accent. "Let me know what you like, what you desire." His lips trailed down from my ear to my throat.
"Anything," I gasped as he nipped at the tendons of my throat. One hand continued to knead my aching breast while the other was clamped on my butt, holding me tightly against him. "Everything."
We both knelt on the bed, with me straddling one thick, muscular thigh. I didn't even spare a thought to the fact that even through my jeans I was probably soaking the slacks of his tailor-made suit. I did eventually notice though that while I was naked from the waist up, Ty was not. I pushed his suit jacket off his shoulders and tugged on his tie.
"Oh love, everything sounds just about right." He let go of my ass long enough to pull his tie over his head. After undoing the top two buttons of his shirt, that came off as well. Both were tossed unceremoniously across the room, somewhere in the same general direction as my sweater and bra. I didn't watch where they went, being far more interested in the broad, sculpted chest he'd just revealed.
Mon dieu! What a chest. Small whorls of dark gold hair surrounded a pair of flat, bronze nipples that were almost as beaded as my own. A thin line of the same gold bisected his six-pack abs and disappeared into the waistband of his trousers. I leaned forward to taste his nipple, first with the tip of my tongue. With a deeper kiss, I sucked it into my mouth. My fingers followed the trail of hair down to his belt and fumbled with the buckle.
His heart beat heavily beneath his muscular chest, and I could feel the rich, thick blood pounding through his veins. The scent of him was potent, exotic. I didn't know what he was, but I sensed power - almost enough to scare me away. Unable to resist, I nipped with my fangs just outside of his nipple. The tiny taste of blood was spicy and warm, and I swear it damn near made me come in my jeans. I needed him now. Dragging back away from him to catch my breath, I moved my hand to my waistband, only to have him ask, "Do you care about those jeans?"
"Not in the slightest."
With a feral grin, Ty nudged me onto my back. He took the waistband in both his hands and ripped the fabric right down the middle. Once he'd split them all the way to the crotch, he extended one pointed claw from his index finger and very carefully ripped a line down the front of both legs all the way to the hem. He retracted the claw, pulled away the scraps of black denim and licked his lips as he gazed down at me. Without shifting his gaze, even a little, he stood and stripped off his pants, socks and shoes so quickly I could barely follow his movements.
I shivered as he loomed over me. Part of me wished, just for a moment, that I could lie back and let him ravish me. But something in me was broken when it came to that. Instead, I rose to sit on the edge of the bed, which put my face level with his utterly magnificent erection. It wasn't freakishly huge, just long, straight and fully erect. The dark, plum-shaped head pulsed with blood. Reaching out my hands, I placed one on either side of his hips and pulled him closer.
The scent of him hit me like a brick. He'd smelled good in the elevator. Now, naked and only inches from my nose, he smelled fucking incredible. I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes, enjoying the scent of blood and the heavy musk of aroused male. Taking the length of him in one hand, I held his cock up against his stomach and nuzzled the base of it, kissing the point where his shaft met his heavy balls. Cradling those in my other hand, I licked a line up the thick ridge to swirl my tongue around the underside of the tip.
He didn't have much hair down here either, just a small tuft of dark blond curls that tickled my nose when I kissed my way back down his shaft. My fangs were fully extended, so I was careful not to use my teeth, tempting though it was to sink them into the strong artery pulsing on his inner thigh. Instead, I closed my lips over the very tip of his erection and tasted the drop of pre-cum beaded there. At the cinnamon-spicy flavor, my pussy walls shuddered again.
"You're a demon," I whispered, finally remembering where I'd heard about a race with blood and other fluids that tasted like spice.
"Zendir," he agreed through clenched teeth. Demons came from all different planes and were really many different races. I'd heard of the Zendir but didn't know much about them. "Does it matter?"
I shook my head, allowing my curls to caress his thighs as I did. "No."
"Then please, love, suck me before I explode." His hips pulsed, pushing his cock against my wet lips.
"Gladly." I slid my lips down until I'd enclosed the entire crown of his penis. Wrapping one hand around the base of his shaft, I stroked the length of him while I sucked, taking him deep into the back of my throat.
Both of his hands fisted in my hair. That wasn't something I usually allowed, but with his head thrown back and his cock in my mouth, I didn't feel threatened. Weird how old scars can come back to haunt you, even after centuries, but I couldn't help it. A few years of abuse as a teenager and even now that I was a vampire, I just couldn't give up control. I loved sex, enjoyed it even more with a powerful male, but I was simply unable to let go and fully submit. Which was a shame, really, when I was alone in a hotel room with a lover like Ty. I'd bet he knew all about how to take charge and make a woman enjoy every second of it.
"Dani, if you keep that up much longer, I'm going to come down your throat." Ty's words came out with a rough moan.
I paused, pulling my mouth off him and licking my lips as I looked up at his beautiful face. He looked like such a clean-cut preppie, but his intent, sensual expression was filled with pure sexual hedonism. My tongue darted out to circle his tip in a teasing little gesture.
"Are you going to be good for more than one round?" Now I was on comfortable ground, being the one teasing, the one in control. "Or are you going to fall asleep on me after I swallow all that hot, thick cum you've got stored in here?" I gently squeezed his full, taut balls, eliciting another moan.
"One good thing about being Zendir," he said, licking his lips and gazing at me through half-lowered eyelids. I could almost swear those amber eyes were actually glowing with their own light. "Multiple orgasms aren't just for girls."