demanded again, his voice low.
Sarah
arched her hips, feeling the broad tip of his penis against her soft folds. “I
want you,” she said instantly. “Please. Now.”
Devlin
moved, driving inside her to the hilt in a powerful stroke of his hips, hitting
her womb with the force of it. She felt the fullness, loving the feel of him so
deeply inside her and began to move under him.
Sarah
felt free; more free than she’d ever felt before. She should have felt exposed
to have him doing these things to her, but she didn’t. This was something she’d
always fantasized about, but had never expected in her life. Each powerful thrust
of his hips drove him deeper, making her gasp and still she wanted more.
When
he moved harder and faster, his fingers still holding hers, she shuddered,
unable to do more than feel. She used her inner muscles now, clenching around
him and driving him over the edge with her as she came with a shout of pure
pleasure.
When
it was over, she felt his weight collapse over her. She smoothed the damp skin
of his back, loving the feel of him. His breathing was quick as he held her
close.
Finally,
Devlin lifted his head. “Do you want this?” he demanded, giving her a thrust.
“I’ve
told you I do,” she said, looking into those bottomless green eyes.
“No,
I mean do you want this forever? Do you want me to change you so you can have
this whenever you want?” he asked, carefully not using any of his considerable
mind control abilities. It had to be her free choice.
Her
brow furrowed. “I just don’t know,” she said shakily. “I would never be the same
again.”
He
eased his weight off her and rolled to his side, bringing her with him, still
deep inside her. “No, it would never be the same. But you’d be as you are
now—forever.”
Chapter Two
Could
she do it? Could she let herself become what he was? How was it really
possible? Would he bite her, and then have her drink from him? She only knew
what she’d read in books. “What about my friends?” she whispered.
His
eyes narrowed in frustration. “You’d be with me, Sarah. For all time. I promise
I’d keep you too busy for regrets.” It was both a threat and a promise.
“And
I’d look like this?” she asked, touching the smoothness of her face.
“Yes,”
he promised. “You’d look just like you looked before the fire. Beautiful and
stronger than you can possibly imagine.”
“What
would happen?” she asked now, needing to know exactly what she was getting
herself into if she accepted his offer. “What if I changed my mind?”
“You
couldn’t change your mind. The change is permanent. But I promise you, you
wouldn’t want to change it.” He paused a moment. “As to the how. Likely what
you’re read in your books—that much is true. I would drink from you, and then
you would drink from me.”
Sarah
arched against him helplessly as he moved gently within her. She knew he was
trying to show her how wonderful it would be with him; but she was still
afraid. “I just can’t decide.”
“There’s
no reason to decide tonight,” he soothed. “We’ll talk again soon. Sleep, love.”
He’d
used his voice to force her to sleep. It would be a peaceful sleep, even though
he was feeling anything but peaceful himself. Her hesitation frustrated him,
even if he did understand it.
Devlin
climbed from the bed and paced. He wanted more from her, damn it. He considered
transforming her even without her consent.
But
he didn’t want her like that—even if it hadn’t been forbidden, it went against
everything he believed. The choice had to be hers. He wanted her to want to be with him. He looked at her as she slept. The scars hurt him; which was
surprising in itself. He thought he’d long ago shed emotions like empathy.
Admittedly, he was jaded.
But
with her, those feelings came to the surface. He’d wanted to make her life
wonderful. He closed his eyes. If it were within his power, he’d simply