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"I never wanted to lie to you and didn't think that Ashley's dad would get brought up. Ever. But I know you want to know."

  Did that really matter at this point? We were both alive and he bravely took a stab wound for me and my friends to keep us safe.

  "Doesn't matter. At least not right now. I was mad, obviously, but not after what we just went through." I kissed him again, this time savoring his taste when he parted my lips with his tongue.

  "Ahem." Francis cleared his throat to let us know he was back.

  When I turned to face him, I instinctively tightened my grip on Parker's shoulders. He'd brought back a young, skinny blonde who was gorgeous. Gorgeous on the same level as Parker and Francis were, leaving me feeling as ugly as a rock.

  I unsteadily rose to my feet, leaving his lap open for the entranced girl to take my spot since he was too weak to stand at the moment.

  "A pull or two should get you both home." Francis spoke to me while my gaze remained fixated on the girl's short green dress as her breasts pressed against Parker's chest, her dress inching up her thigh almost revealing her panties. "Ten pulls and he'll be good for a whole day." Was he still talking to me?

  The girl giggled at something Parker whispered to her before his gaze met mine and I couldn't look away. He parted her hair off her shoulder, revealing a very pretty, tanned neck. Thinking she was about to be in pain, I let out a surprised gasp when she moaned as his fangs slid into her neck.

  She moaned again when he began to visibly take pulls from her body. Parker's eyes remained on mine but I couldn't handle it. It was obvious he was giving her pleasure. Pleasure I didn't want him offering, or taking, from anybody else. When she giggled again I lost it. I turned and started running down the sidewalk in the direction of my home. I didn't think, just ran until about three blocks down I decided I'd gotten enough space between us.

  TEN

  I was panting and my adrenaline wasn't helping my heart rate when I turned a corner and found Francis lazily propped against the side of the brick building inspecting his nails.

  "Where are you going? No need to get all out of breath. I could've brought you here, or home, if that's where you're going."

  "I..." What? Am jealous and angry and confused? Duh. "I couldn't watch that anymore. I thought it was going to be painful, like it was when you let Quinn bite me, but it wasn't. It didn't look like she was in pain at all."

  He kept pace with me, walking me toward my building, which was now only two blocks away.

  "I figured. Parker didn't want to scare you away, or he would've just drank from you. Though I know he'd only do so if you asked on your own. He cares about you too much to force you into anything uncomfortable, unless it meant saving your life."

  Francis did that on purpose.

  "You brought a beautiful young girl for him so I'd be jealous?" I stopped walking and waited for him to answer. The smirk on his face got bigger.

  "Wasn't in my original plan but felt she'd work since she was the first person I found unattended." Right. "Besides, now he and I both know how you feel about him, which I know has been eating away at him. Not quite sure if you're interested in him, or just his lifestyle."

  Who wouldn't be interested in him? He was gorgeous and mysterious. Tall and built. He cared about others above his own safety and no matter if he wanted to admit it, he loved his brother and would do anything for him.

  "That's why he never revealed himself all those years he watched over you. He was too afraid that you were going to be scared of him, or just plain reject him."

  We continued walking while I mulled over his words.

  "He could have anybody in the world. Literally. Why would he waste his time on me?" Maybe I'd get a straight answer from him, since Parker never did.

  "Sometimes we're just drawn to people. Being a vampire, we have heightened senses and those senses can flow into our feelings if we let them. Thankfully, Parker's held onto his feelings and they've become stronger and stronger over the years, instead of disappearing like most of our kind." I opened my mouth to ask another question, but he stopped me. "He's within listening range now and will be here any second."

  Just as we reached my buildings front doors, Parker appeared out of thin air with a look of pure determination. He nodded at Francis, who took off, then opened the door and gestured for me to go in ahead of him.

  When we reached my front door, still in silence, I opened it, then waited as he stood on my doormat.

  "Are you leaving?" I asked, since he hadn't tried to come in.

  "She meant nothing. I needed blood and was too weak to argue about who Francis brought for me. I normally drink from men. I don't want to hurt you." His voice was pained, holding my attention completely while he still lingered in my doorway.

  "Ok." I really didn't know how to respond. "I want you to be healthy. I didn't mean to freak out."

  He took two giant steps inside before shutting the door behind him.

  "Come with me." He took my hand and walked me into my kitchen, me kicking off my heels along the way. He grabbed a knife and put his hand over the sink. My eyes got wide in fear. "I'm going to make a blood oath to you." He slashed the knife across his open palm and started bleeding onto my unwashed dishes. "I swear to never lie to Piper Smith unless it's a life or death situation."

  The cut healed but I remained staring into his pained eyes. He really would do anything for me. The look on his face should've been illegal, all sexy that he was while promising never to lie to me unless it was to save a life.

  I walked forward and took the knife from him, placed it in the sink, then brought his palm up to my lips and pressed a kiss to where the knife had slashed through it. His eyes remained fixed on mine, making me shudder at his intense need to make me happy.

  There was no doubt about it. I wanted him. Needed him. I would always need him.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed a kiss to his lips. He responded instantly, pulling me tight against him then cradled my ass in his hands when I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist.

  We kissed slowly, seductively, tasting each other and savoring the taste before we started rocking against each other.

  "Take me to the bedroom."

  It was a demand barely above a whisper, but he listened, moved lightening fast to my bed, then laid me down while crawling on top of me.

  My hands went straight for the button on his pants, practically ripping it off before undoing the zipper, then helping him ease his pants to the floor. His jacket and shirt followed quickly before he covered his chilled body over mine again, kissing me while running both his hands through my hair. His body was cold, but on fire, seeming to electrify me with every touch.

  I wanted to make sure he was telling the truth so I decided to ask a few questions before I gave myself to him.

  "Did you want to sleep with her?" I didn't have to say who, he already knew.

  "No." His teeth scraped over my earlobe. "I only wanted, no needed blood. I needed the blood to keep up my strength to protect you."

  He lifted me up and had me stand on top of my bed as he slowly undid the zipper on the back of my dress. When it fell in a pile on my bed, he picked me up, removed it, then threw it against the far wall before looking back at me. I was sans bra tonight, so all that was left was both our underwear.

  "When was the last time you were intimate with someone?"

  He didn't seem to like this question, but started kissing a path up my right leg while he answered. Every time his sweet lips landed on my skin, I shuddered.

  "Over fifty years ago." His cool breath made goose-bumps pop up all over my skin. "I've been waiting for you." He flipped my legs out from under me but caught me before I hit the bed, then laid me down gently.

  His lips continued their path up my leg until he reached my core, pressing his lips over the center of my panties and growling, vibrating my already soaking panties, making me pant with excitement.

  "Are you going to come back in a few days, even if
you don't find your friend?"

  All I wanted was to hear yes. I want him near me always. I couldn't stand to be away from him for long, now that I have him.

  “If I’m able to.”

  His left hand stroked up my right leg while his mouth moved up my stomach and kissed right above my belly button, making my stomach quiver.

  “Stay. Stay here with me.”

  It probably sounded pathetic, me begging like that as he continued to stroke the fire between my legs, but I didn’t care. Nothing mattered anymore besides him.

  “I’ll be back on Monday for sure. If it’s a trap, we’ll sense it and leave right away. Monday at the latest, I promise.”

  He shifted over me, moving me closer to the bed frame so he could lay on the bed with me. His underwear barely kept his erection contained, poking out like a tent. A very big tent. I whimpered when he rubbed it against my core, arching into him with need.

  Just one more question then I’d end this and start what I should’ve a long time ago. I wanted him and was going to take him.

  “Did you ever sleep with her? Sam?”

  He claimed my lips in a kiss, as if to stop my question from being asked.

  His erection slid against me once more, making me close my eyes so he couldn’t see them roll into the back of my head. Then his head tucked down to my nipple, effectively sucking it into his mouth, lavishing its peak with his tongue before releasing it and doing the same to the other.

  I moaned and arched my nipple into his mouth, wanting him to take more. He readily accepted my challenge, wrapping an arm around my back and pulling me toward him for better access while my head laid against the pillow.

  “Parker...” He hadn’t answered my question and I was quickly forgetting that I wanted him to.

  “Years ago. Before even your parents were born. Before your grandparents.”

  He claimed my mouth again, shutting me up and making me focus more on what was happening here and now, rather than what had happened in the past.

  I could feel his fangs lengthen and he was gentle enough not to nik me, though I soon formed another idea. I couldn’t change the past but I could make our present the best he’d ever had. Or at least I hoped.

  I pulled his head back to look at his fangs then slowly moved my finger over the length of one, watching as his face contorted into sheer bliss. He liked that. I could tell.

  “Bite me.”

  He sat still for only a second before we were up against the wall. His erection would’ve been pressed against my opening if I wasn’t wearing any underwear.

  He soon corrected that, tearing them from my body along with his.

  “You don’t want that. But you do want this.” He slid against my wet opening, making me clutch his shoulders while he held us against the wall.

  Parker. My Parker. After all these years, he’s here. With me. Almost in me. Dreams do come true.

  “I do. I want that. I want both.”

  He quit moving long enough for me to notice and open my eyes to look at him questioningly.

  “I’ve got very little control left and won’t be able to stop myself, so please, don’t ask me to do anything that you don’t want me to do.”

  “Please.” I said the word while moving my hair over to one side of my shoulder, giving him better access. “Please bite me. I know you like it.”

  His whole body shuddered but he kept his grip on me, not letting us fall.

  I felt his tongue snake out when he buried his head in the crook of my neck. Once, twice- his tongue stroked across my skin, making me feel more alive than ever. He lowered me onto his erection, slowly letting me take him in while I clutched his shoulders.

  The pain of his huge member entering me barely started before being replaced with ecstasy. His fangs buried into my neck, a moan escaped him the same time I cried out. The suction of his fangs pulling the blood into his mouth was incredible. I came with such a force it startled both of us.

  When I stopped writhing he began slowly inching me down the length of him until I was to the hilt. He remained still for a minute, seeming to gain back his control. He removed his fangs from my neck, licked me, then pulled his head back to look at me. Blood dripped from his fangs until his tongue slowly cleaned them both off, then shuddered anew when I began rocking back and forth, loving the way he felt inside me.

  “That was amazing.” My voice was hoarse, making him growl when he claimed my lips with a rough kiss before pulling all the way out, then slowly sinking himself deeper.

  “I can’t hold out much longer.”

  I grasped his shoulders and began rocking my pelvis in rhythm to his thrusts. Our slow friction started bringing on new feelings, even better than the first. He stretched me to the point of pain, though I felt none when he moved so deliciously inside of me.

  He picked up the pace, whirling around to lay me on the bed, then grabbed hold of both my hands and held them above my head as the friction increased. When he bent to kiss me, his fangs were out and I loved the feel of them when they scraped against my bottom lip, surfacing a fetish I didn’t know I had. When he abruptly shot them back into his gums, I cried out.

  “Bring them back.” I pulled his bottom lip between mine then pretended to bite him, making him chuckle as he let them descend again.

  I licked them before intertwining our tongues. A new metallic taste lingered while his thrusts got faster and faster. He was pounding into me with an impossible speed, my head tossed back and forth as my brain tried to comprehend the amount of pleasure coursing through my body.

  “Look at me.” His voice was edged, deep and sultry.

  I opened my eyes and stared into his bright fuchsia eyes, his fangs still protruded as a new wave of euphoria hit me. He exploded into me with such force I screamed in pleasure until losing my voice. My body tingled until he slowed his thrusts while kissing my neck.

  When he claimed my lips again, I had to break it off almost right away so I could breathe, then felt the cool spray of water against my back before he turned us again to take the spray until it warmed. We were now in my shower. He continued to hold me against him while remaining inside me.

  “That was...” Were there any words for the amount of perfect that had been? I couldn’t find them.

  “You are so beautiful.”

  With him still inside, my hormones came alive again, making me rock back and forth, his erection still rock hard.

  “Can you?” A warm mist hit my face after ricocheting off his shoulder when I bent and nipped at his skin.

  “All night, lover.” His thrusts picked up to that superhuman speed and I saw dark spots in my vision before closing my eyes and savoring his feel. “Bite me.” He repeated my earlier words to me.

  I lowered my head and nipped at his shoulder again, then at the base of his neck while I cried out at the glorious storm on its way from bursting out of me.

  “Bite me.” He repeated his words in a growl, effectively making me obey.

  I bit down hard enough to break the skin, his body shuddering as if it was the most wonderful feeling. Blood started seeping between my teeth. I lifted my head and only swallowed what was already in my mouth, not wanting to gag around a mouthful. Liquid gold flowed down my throat, making my whole body zing with awareness. Everything seemed brighter, more realistic and thicker, pulling my attention back to our writhing bodies and the wonderful friction we created together.

  My senses seemed to come to life for the first time. I could see, hear and feel things that never seemed to be there before. The scent of Parker's skin was even more intoxicating and addicting, awakening a being inside me I didn't know was there. Hearing Parker's faint moans of passion had me lose all control, taking him in all the way before using the shower wall with my feet to pull him in and out while my breasts continued to bounce up and down, skimming his chest. His hands gently cupped my ass before he picked up the speed, slamming into me forcefully, yet lovingly. Our bodies synchronized in the most beautiful, pleasu
rable way. The moans pouring from my mouth were a mystery. I’d never heard them before.

  “You feel it now. Feel how complete and wonderful we are together.” He pressed his lips over mine just as I began convulsing around him for over a minute until he did the same, yelling out into my mouth when his seed filled me once more.

  My body began shaking. Even when he moved me under the warm water I continued to tremble. I couldn’t control my muscles. They were too relaxed and sated. He chuckled while quickly cleaning us both between our legs, then wrapped me in a clean cotton towel before laying me back down on my bed.

  He disappeared for a few seconds, then came back dry and stalking toward me as if he were ready for round three already, or six if you were counting how many orgasms I probably had. I lost count.

  I watched him stop at the end of my bed. He grabbed my left leg and started pressing kisses to my ankle, then up my calf to my thigh.

  “That was amazing.” I still couldn’t move, my body like jelly, the effects of his blood seeming to dissipate from my system.

  “I’m ready for another round, whenever you are.” His voice vibrated off my thigh, my nerve endings already on alert in that region, making me lift my hips off the bed in blatant invitation that I was ready for more.

  “You are so amazing. A dream come true.”

  His nose tickled my skin.

  “A dream? Am I what you dreamed about before you woke up in a pool of sweat clutching the sheets a few weeks ago?” His breath blew against my crotch, mixing sweet coolness with my damp heat deliciously.

  “Yes.” If he was going to be honest with me, I’d do the same.

  That seemed to make him happy as he lowered his head and continued his pleasurable torture.

  ELEVEN

  Parker walked me to my office the next day around nine thirty after sating both our desires to the fullest extent. I’d only gotten about four hours of sleep but I was fully rested and loving life today.

  He went up to my floor, kissed me on my desk, then left before we got incredibly inappropriate in front of what little co-workers showed up today. It was almost painful watching him walk away, but I watched him leave the building, turn back and wave at me, though I was twenty floors up, then walked around the corner and disappeared.