Besides, she deserved a decent orgasm after everything she’d been through.
And I was a decent enough bloke to give it to her.
“You taste incredible,” I murmured, my mouth still going to work on her as I stared at her breasts and her flickering eyelids. I reached up and pinched her nipple, and she cried out, her hands fisting the sheets.
“I wish I could see you,” she said on a moan when I swirled my tongue in a big circle, sliding over her folds.
“Imagine it in your head,” I replied huskily. “Think about my face, what you think it looks like. Think about my mouth on you, my tongue …” I trailed off, groaning. I was going to make a mess of the sheets. She was just so fucking sexy.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, and I sensed she was almost there.
I sucked on her clit hard, and then she was coming, shaking against me and looking absolutely amazing. Moments later, I came, too. Kind of embarrassing, since she wasn’t even touching me, but like I said, it had been a while, and Alora was a wet dream come to life.
I crawled up her body and took her into my arms, kissing and nuzzling the hollow of her neck.
“Wow,” she whispered, her arms slipping around my torso and cuddling me tight.
“Yeah, wow,” I agreed, making a plan in my head to do that again as soon as possible.
A second later, there was a knock at the door, which was swiftly followed by Tegan’s voice calling, “Finn, are you awake yet?”
Perfect way to ruin the moment.
Tegan
“Why didn’t you inform me that Roman had found you?” Ethan demanded as he paced back and forth over the lush, expensive carpet in his bedroom.
I perched myself on the edge of the bed and rubbed at my arms, suddenly feeling a chill. “Well, I wasn’t sure that he had actually found me. He visited me in a dream, and I couldn’t tell if it was real or not. Tonight is the first time he came to me in the flesh.”
Ethan stopped abruptly and narrowed his gaze at me. “He visited you in a dream?”
I swallowed. “Yes.”
“And what happened in this dream?”
I didn’t get why he was being so icy all of a sudden, but I decided honesty was the best policy. I hated lying, and I didn’t want there to be any secrets between us. “He asked why I was searching for him, and I told him I was his granddaughter. Then he tried to kiss me in a very non-paternal way. I told him I wasn’t down with that, and he said that incest is the norm for magical folk. It creeped me out, to be honest.”
I paused and met Ethan’s gaze. He looked like he wanted to punch a hole in the wall or something. “He kissed you?”
I swallowed again. I seemed to be doing a lot of that tonight. “In the dream, so technically it doesn’t really count.”
“He’s a sorcerer,” Ethan growled. “It counts.”
Goosebumps claimed my skin at the rumble in his chest. “Well, anyway, as you can imagine, he took me completely by surprise. Where I come from, grandfathers don’t snog their granddaughters like that. I put a stop to the kiss right away, and he knows I don’t swing that way now. The plus side is that he’s agreed to help us.” I paused, worrying my lip. “He does want something in return though.”
Ethan’s eyes narrowed to slits. “What does he want?”
I hesitated because I’d planned on keeping this to myself for a while longer so that I’d have time to properly think it through. But maybe telling Ethan was a good idea. He could give me some advice on the matter. “He wants to train me to become a sorceress,” I said.
“Absolutely out of the question,” Ethan argued, his jaw ticking.
I furrowed my brow. “Um, it’s not exactly your decision to make.”
“He’s only requesting this so that he can spend more time with you … and seduce you, most likely. Sorcerers are selfish beings. They aren’t interested in passing on their knowledge because they know they are never going to die. If anything, he wants to bed you out of curiosity, and then he will probably leech your power and keep it for himself. He is not to be trusted.”
Ethan’s words gave me pause. I hadn’t even considered that Roman might only be out for what he could gain. But he seemed so different from Theodore, like he was a good sorcerer and Theodore was an evil one. The same way Rita told me there was good and bad magic.
“He said he wanted to help me. Apparently, becoming a sorceress would allow me to be with you for longer. Because I’m not sure if you’ve thought about this, Ethan, but I’m going to age and die, and you’re going to stay the same.” Saying it out loud made my stomach drop. “You’re not going to want to be with an old woman when you’re still young and virile.”
Ethan shook his head and walked toward me, shooting me a look like I was being ridiculous. “That’s not true. Your mortality is one of the most intrinsically beautiful things about you. Yes, you are beautiful on the outside, but physical attraction is a shallow thing. It’s attraction of the soul that links two people together.” He paused and gazed at me lovingly. “Besides, I’m not exactly a young pup myself. I will age a little over the next few years.”
I snorted and quipped, “Yeah, you’ll look thirty-six instead of thirty-five. How awful for you.” A pause as I thought about it. “Actually, since you’ve transformed, you probably won’t age at all. You’re immortal now, remember?”
He knelt in front of me and clasped each of my thighs in his hands. “Right, how could I forget?”
His hand moved up my thigh and along my stomach and chest to my heart. “Our bodies are mere shells, and you will always be beautiful where it matters.” His hand patted lightly against my chest, and I breathed deeply.
“You’re far too charming, Ethan Cristescu, but I’m still not convinced.”
“And you are far too edible,” he replied, pushing me back so that I was lying on the bed. He pulled my jeans off quickly and situated himself between my legs, pressing his face to my sex and nuzzling gently. Seconds later, my underwear had disappeared and his tongue was on me, his hands roaming under my shirt to squeeze at my breasts.
What was it we were arguing about again?
***
When I woke up the next morning, Ethan was already showered and standing by the window, yanking a T-shirt on over his head. I didn’t think I’d ever get used to the thrill of seeing him standing in direct sunlight, how it brought out the striking gold colour of his hair.
“Where are you off to so early?” I asked, stretching out in the bed like a happy cat.
“Nicu Arcos is throwing a party at Crimson tonight. He’s been taking care of the club in my absence and wants to celebrate my new position of power. I’m going to visit the place while it’s empty to see how things have been going.”
“Is a party wise though? Things seem a little strained among your people at the moment.”
“And that is exactly why a party is such a great idea. They’ll be able to let off some steam.”
“Are any non-vampires invited?”
“Of course. Who else will be providing the drinks?” he joked.
“Ethan, be serious. Are Finn and the others allowed to come?”