Bite. Part 28

made her mouth water. "What are you waiting for? Mount up." He was thinking that a millennia and a half of kinky experience

should allow him to blow her out of the water-so to speak.

Pride stung, Caroline glowered at him. "We'll just see about that, Sir Fangsalot." She sat up, swung a leg over his chest so her behind was in his face, and settled down to eye his c.o.c.k.

Galahad simply grabbed her by the hips and pulled her to his mouth with such breathtaking strength she yelped. The cry became a gasp as he gave her a long, sampling lick.

She felt the smug satisfaction in his mind. What are you waiting for? Get busy.

Give me a minute. Caroline contemplated the length of his c.o.c.k and swallowed. I'm trying to figure out my plan of attack.

Ha!

Hey, all you have to do is nibble. I've got to engulf this telephone pole.

He liked the description enough to reward her with a long, wicked swirl of his tongue. Well, if it's too much for you, I'd be happy to tie you up and find somewhere else to put it.

Pervert.

Not so. He sipped deliciously on sensitive flesh. You're just a sheltered English teacher.

Not anymore. To prove it, she took the thick shaft in one hand, angled it upward and swooped her mouth down over the head.

Closing her lips, she began to suck.

He liked that.

So did she. In fact, she liked the startling sensation of wet heat so much that she stopped, just holding him in her mouth. That felt

pretty good, too.

He slid one long finger into her s.e.x and closed his lips over her c.l.i.t. Sucking hard, he sent a sweet firestorm blowing up her spine.

His c.o.c.k jerked in her mouth in reaction to the glorious echo.

You know, he thought when the fierce sensation faded, I think I'm winning. Where'd I put that rope?

I wouldn't bring up the bondage idea to somebody who could chain you to this bed so fast your fangs would spin. Determined,

she started suckling his velvety c.o.c.k head again, trying to ignore the delicious sensations coming through the Truebond.

He licked. She worked another inch of c.o.c.k down her throat. He suckled, swirling his tongue around her c.l.i.t. She caught his b.a.l.l.s in her free hand and cupped him gently as she bobbed her head.

A second finger joined the one in her c.u.n.t. He pumped slowly. She drew off him to lave the head of his erection while she stroked

the shaft.

And every single caress from either of them sent delicious waves through both, the pleasure doubling and trebling.

The climax roared out of nowhere, so blinding and ferocious his bellow blended with her startled cry.

When the hot wave pa.s.sed, she lay collapsed over him, dazed, vaguely aware of the taste of him. Oh.

Wow.

She twisted her head around and grinned back at him. Did Sir Galahad, bada.s.s of the known universe, just say "wow"?

A faint flush rose over his arrogant cheekbones. That was you.

It was not! You lying vampire! She rolled off him and grabbed the pillow. Before she could hit him with it, he grabbed her and

dragged her beneath him.

Grinning, he settled down on top of her. "Oh, no, you don't. You lost. I'm claiming my prize."

"Hey, you came first! Yours triggered mine!"

"I don't think so." He lowered his head and kissed her slowly, throughly. She opened for him with a breathy little moan.

When he broke the kiss, she threaded her arms around his neck. "You came first."

"I did not." He reached down and drew her legs apart.

"Did, too."

"Actually, the whole point is moot, because I am the big, strong vampire and I'm going to bang you like a drum."

"Well, I'm the witch and I say..." He thrust his c.o.c.k deep. "Wow."

Galahad grinned and rolled his hips. "I aim to please."

"Ooohhhhh. You don't need much recovery time, do you?"

"Nope." Another breathtaking thrust.

The double sensation of her pleasure and his made her arch her head into the pillow. Hunger ripped over her, so sudden and hot

the teasing mood died a quick death. She slung both legs over his working b.u.t.t and grabbed his shoulders, sinking her nails deep.

Fiercely they ground against one another, the unbearable delight whipping through their bodies with every thrust.

Goaded, driven, they thrust and thrust and...

Detonation.

Hot, sweet waves poured over them, burning and delicious until they were left spent, curled together in a sweating heap.

Long moments went by before Caroline was capable of speech. "d.a.m.n. Is it going to be like that every time?"

"I hope not. I'll starve." He'd been so intent on taking her, he hadn't wanted to stop long enough to feed.

She laughed. "You romantic, you."

I love you.

The thought, coming out of nowhere, made her blink. She blinked again when she realized he meant it.

What was more, she loved him, too. Caroline sensed the wave of satisfaction from him at the thought.

But that's just not possible, she protested. We've only known each other...the Truebond.

Galahad rolled off her and pulled her onto his chest. I'd have fallen in love with you anyway. He grinned up at her, his smoky blue

eyes wicked. "You're loveable."

"But I'm just a schoolteacher, and you're you. I..." She broke off, realizing she didn't even believe that anymore. If she'd been ordinary...

"You'd never have survived the Truebond with me. h.e.l.l, you wouldn't have come to get me to begin with. You'd have hidden in

your little house and pretended you hadn't seen a d.a.m.n thing." His expression grew grim. "And those b.a.s.t.a.r.d vampires would have handed Arthur, Morgana, and Lancelot their heads."

"Oh," she said faintly. Then her voice strengthened. "I love you, Galahad."

"I love you, Caroline." He drew her close, his eyes dark and deep as they met hers. "Marry me."

"Yes. Oh, yes." Hungrily, she kissed him.

N EITHER of them saw Soren fly past the barrier spell. Twisting his head around, he grinned at Morgana, who sat astride his

neck. "I do good work."

"We do good work." She turned to look through the barrier at the couple entwined in pa.s.sion, then gave him a wicked smile.

"Would you like to do a little more?"

A hot light appeared in the dragon's eyes. "Oh, yes. But this time, you change form."

Morgana sighed. "Very well. But you make such a lovely man." She twisted, let herself fall from his back, and transformed, great wings beating.

He admired her sleek black scales. "You're not so bad yourself. Come here."

She gave him a toothy dragon smile and soared away with a tempting flick of her tail. "Only if you can catch me."

"Ah, I do love a woman who plays hard to get...." He flew off after her into the glowing Mageverse night.

BLOOD l.u.s.t.

Vickie Taylor