**May Not Be Appropriate for Readers Under 17**
Spent
and panting, they clung together. Dirk caressed Rafaela's breasts,
waist and ass, kissing her deeply.
"I
wish you could have my child," Dirk murmured. He hadn't meant to
say that aloud.
Rafaela
rested her head on his, sighing. Rising suddenly, she rushed to the
bathroom, slamming the door. Feeling like a complete fool, Dirk sat
on the couch, head in his hands. He knew she'd always regretted the
lack of children. Dirk had a few, some among the Dhampir, others
fully human—long since dead. He had loved his human children more
than his own life. His world was shattered when he lost them and his
wife to cholera the year before becoming a vampire. Dirk had always
regretted that he hadn't had the chance to see his two boys and his
baby girl, grow to adulthood. He'd watched his Dhampir children grow,
but he wasn't close to them. He didn't even like them much.
The
sound of running water in the large, clawfoot tub, got his attention.
Rafaela rarely had a bath. They were too relaxing and made her lazy
and complacent. There was only one reason she would have a bath
instead of a shower. She wanted him to join her. At least, he hoped
that was the case. Gathering up their clothing, he walked to the
bathroom. The door was ajar.
The
scent of bubble bath filled the air, swirling around him in a vanilla
and lavender cloud. His sensitive nose twitched, enjoying the subtle
undertones of Rafaela—salty sweat and sex. He caught a hint of
himself on her skin as well. Smiling, he pushed the door open.
She
bent over the tub, naked. Her full, round buttocks greeted his hungry
eyes. Other parts of him were hungry too. Tugging off his shirt, he
walked up behind her, his already firm cock pressed between her
cheeks. Sighing, she wiggled her ass at him, making him a very happy
man, indeed.
"You
gonna do something with that beast?"
"Beg
me," he growled, holding her hips firmly against him.
"You
beg me," she replied, rubbing up and down against him.
"Rafe—"
"Beg
me!" she demanded, her hand flashing between them, grabbing him
in a painfully pleasurable vice. "You want me? Beg."
"Please,"
he whispered huskily. "Please, let me have you, Rafaela! Let me
take you...now...here."
The
pressure on his cock lessened, becoming a caress that sent fire
through his loins. Uncaring if she was ready, he skewered her with
his erection, burying himself deeply inside her. She bent over,
holding the edge of the tub for support, changing the angle so it
pinched all along the shaft.
Dirk
groaned. It felt too good. He would probably last about five minutes
in this position. Rafaela's laugh filled the room. She knew how good
it felt and had done it on purpose. She clamped down on him with her
muscles, pushing him in deeper. He moved his hips tentatively.
"That
all you've got?" She slapped his thigh. "Put that immortal
dong to work, dammit! Take me like you mean it!"
When
he still failed to do what she wanted, Rafaela lunged forward,
pushing him back with her hips. He slid out. Roaring with
frustration, he made a grab for her, but she evaded, propping herself
on the tub. Her legs cartwheeled away from him. He tried to snatch
her as she rolled left, but he missed, nearly falling face first into
the tub.
Laughing,
Rafaela rolled over his back, landing on the other side. Giving him a
push, she knocked him into the tub. Hot, foaming water splashed on
the slate tile, running into a drain in the floor. Dirk's keen
hearing picked up the gurgle of its passing as he grabbed at Rafaela
once more. He snagged one hand, but she pulled him to her, flipping
him around so they were back to back. He tried to trap her between
the wall and his body, but she ran up the wall, doing a backflip over
his head. She landed, facing him, panting. Her eyes darted to his
groin where his magnificent erection had dwindled away.
"Aw,"
she pouted. "Looks like I need to get the bike pump. You've got
a flat."
Dirk
growled, his lips twitching away from his teeth. The fangs descended
slightly and his eyes turned black with lust.
"Stand
still a moment and I'll show you how to inflate it."
Rafaela
shoved him back, pinning him against the wall. Dirk flipped her
around so they switched positions. His long, hard body pressed her
into the stone wall as his hand dove between her legs. He brought her
sweetness to his lips, licking his fingers sensually before kissing
her. He impaled her on his cock, using the wall as support. Not
satisfied with his leverage, he carried her to the bed. They fell
onto it, laughing, legs in a tangle. Once they were sorted out, the
real fun began.
With
her yelling directions at him, he did his best to bring them both to
climax. The water ran in the tub, pouring over the side, swirling
down the drain, and still they made love. Dirk wanted their union to
last forever, but he felt himself tiring. Even after feeding, his
body was still weak from the injuries he'd sustained.
Rafaela
felt the difference in him. Arching her neck, she tossed her hair
back. "Drink," she said. "You need your strength. I
can give that to you."
"Rafe,
I—"
"Drink."
"I
don't have anything for you," he moaned, the scent of her making
him crazy.
©
Dellani Oakes 2017
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