His home screamed masculinity, refinement, and wealth. Yet as he tossed his phone on the bar, and pulled open the refrigerator, he seemed casual, relaxed and very much at home.
“So, this is where I spend most of my time. You can stay upstairs in the guest room, but I’d prefer it if you stay down here with me. I don’t sleep much, so you can stay in the master bedroom, and I’ll take the couch.” He pulled out two bottles of water and set them on the counter.
Samantha ran her hand across the bar and sat down on one of the black and chrome stools. “Are you sure, Luca? It’s bad enough that I agreed to stay with you. I feel badly putting you out of your bed.” Luca. Bed. As she said the two words in a sentence she realized she’d much rather be saying a different sentence with those two words. Luca, take me to bed. She blushed, grabbed the water, opened it and drank it slowly, while looking up at Luca.
He could sense what she was thinking, and he needed to take this opportunity to set things straight with her. She was in his home now; his domain. He had control, and she was his. He walked around the bar, put his hands on her shoulders and began to rub her neck. Inhaling her feminine scent, he instantly hardened.
“What I said in the car, I meant. It’s important we’re clear.” He continued massaging her as she released a tiny moan of pleasure.
“Today at the lake, I did not forget what had happened between us. How could I forget? But you must understand. For over two hundred years, there has been no one for me. Lovers, yes. But human lovers have been far and few between. I don’t do relationships. And now, there is you.” He shook his head, but she couldn’t see because she held her head downward as he caressed her muscles. “Today at Eden when I saw you in the hallway, I felt guilty. I know that isn’t what a woman wants to hear, but I could not ask you to let me feed from you. And I know Kat, and well…she was there. And if I’m being honest, I was trying to forget you.”
Samantha slowly raised her head but just stared forward, afraid to look at him. “Why forget me?”
Luca stilled his hands and his breath hitched. He slowly swiveled her stool around so she was facing him. She instinctively reached out and placed her hands on his hips, but kept her head down.
“Because, my dear Samantha,” he cupped her face, tilting her head upward to meet his gaze. “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted any woman in my life, and it scares the living hell out of me.”
Luca took Samantha’s hands, gently lifting her onto her feet. Reaching around the nape of her neck, he ran his fingers into her hair and pulled her towards him. Luca kissed her slowly, hungrily, wanting to savor her intoxicating essence. She was everything he remembered from the lake and more. So soft and pliant; he couldn’t wait to sink himself deep within her.
A thousand butterflies danced in Samantha’s tummy in anticipation of making love to Luca. She opened her lips as his mouth engulfed hers. He wanted to be with her. No, there would be no other women, just her. She’d decided in that moment to give herself to him, body, soul and blood.
Their tongues intertwined with one another as the kiss deepened, and Samantha rose on her toes, pressing herself tightly against his muscular torso. She could feel the hardness of his arousal against her belly and the growing ache between her legs.
Swiftly, Luca picked Samantha up, one arm behind her back and one under her knees. For a brief second, they stopped their kiss to gaze into each other’s eyes. Samantha saw the fire burn within his eyes as they quickly flashed from green to red. This was who she wanted: her vampire. She reached up, cupped his cheek and let her pointer finger slide down into his mouth. He roared in erotic lust as his fangs elongated, and she stroked one of them.
“Samantha, are you sure?” he asked in a breathy, rugged tone. He was close to losing control, finally giving into his desire for his witch.
“Take me, Luca. Now,” she softly demanded.
Luca carried her down the long hallway and kicked open the door to his bedroom. Candles along the shelving flickered into life at Luca’s command. Samantha caught her breath at the sight of Luca’s dominating presence. He was primal; pure unadulterated male. She grew wet awaiting his touch, the feel of him deep inside her sex.
He placed her feet on the floor and stood close to her, barely touching her, then brushed his face against the side of hers, smelling her hair. Luca’s cock twitched at her feminine scent. He was turned on seeing her in an overwhelming state of arousal, her cheeks flushed, her breath quickened. She was ravishing. Never breaking eye contact with Samantha, he glided his palms down her shoulders, the sides of her arms, her hips, to the edge of her dress. He grabbed the hem of her sundress and deftly pulled it upward until she stood before him all but naked; she wore only a pair of black lace panties.
Samantha went to cover her breasts, but he grabbed her wrists and placed them back to her sides. “No. Leave your hands to your sides,” Luca ordered. “Let me look at you. So very, very beautiful, you are. I was a fool to ever believe I could stop thinking of you.”
Even though Samantha had gone skinny-dipping earlier, she felt oddly exposed standing perfectly nude in front of Luca while he was still dressed. Yet his request drove her mad with need, and she complied. Samantha moaned softly as Luca dropped to his knees and grabbed her ass, pulling her smooth taut stomach to his face.
Luca thought he’d died and gone to heaven. The smell of her silky soft skin against his face drove him wild. He wanted to taste every last inch of her. He could tell she was ready for him. Kissing her belly, his tongue celebrated the feel of her body against it as he made love to it. He’d tried so hard not to want what he shouldn’t have. But now that he’d resigned himself to his feelings, he would take what she so freely offered.
“Stay very still, darlin’,” he whispered. He ran his hands up her calves to her thighs and hooked his finger around the top of the lace. He teased her by running his pointer finger back and forth along the rim of her panties, barely brushing the top of her curls.
“Ah, Luca,” she sighed. She went to wiggle away but Luca held her hips firm in his hands.
“Hmmm…you’re so delightful, Samantha. I can smell your desire, you know. I can hardly wait to be deep inside you, but first…I must taste you. ” Luca removed his hands from the sides of her panties and placed them behind her knees. Slowly he kissed the top of her belly, along the line of lace. Sliding his hands up the back of her thighs, his fingers slipped underneath the flimsy fabric until each hand was full with a curve of her ass. His thumbs hooked around her hips, jerking her towards him as his tongue teased an inch under the elastic in the front.
“Please, Luca,” she pleaded. “You’re driving me crazy. I need you, please touch me.”
Grabbing the sides of her panties, he slowly eased them down and off her legs until she stood completely naked to him.
“I want you so much. I need to know you want this as much as I do. I won’t be able to stop once I taste you.” With his forehead pressed to her stomach, Luca waited for her approval. He wanted to make love with her, to taste her blood, to possess her.
“Yes, Luca, take all of me.” Samantha’s heart pounded against her chest as her adrenaline spiked. She felt a rush of excitement. She knew there was no going back, and she didn’t want to. Her human life was over as she knew it, and Luca was her future. She’d known it from the minute he’d held her at the cabin. She waited in silence for Luca to respond.