Veiled by Caris Roane Page A

the living area, all his senses coming alive. The breh-hedden was taking a toll on them both, but he could tell Rachel had reached a new level of suffering.
    And he had to accept the reality if he didn’t take care of her, she’d find someone else who could.
    Duncan.
    Her voice was a pained whimper inside his head.
    I’m here, he sent.
    I need you. The desperate quality of her plea made up his mind.
    He had to take care of his woman.
    Though the snake kept hissing and his gut writhed, he lowered his chin and forced the sensations to subside. Rachel needed him and right now, nothing else mattered.
    By the time he reached his master bedroom, Rachel’s rich mating scent, so full of life, struck him like a blow to his chest. If he hadn’t already made up his mind, he would have done so now.
    She lay completely naked on the bed, face down, her hips grinding into the sheets, one hand extended between her legs and massaging. Her eyes were closed.
    He crossed to her, losing his bottoms at the same time, his cock already firm.
    “Rachel?”
    She opened her eyes and gave a cry, turning onto her back and holding out her arms for him. She spread her legs and he saw how wet she was. “Duncan, thank God, I’m in agony. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
    He understood. “You’re a warrior now. It comes with the territory and the breh-hedden isn’t helping.”
    She nodded with three jerks of her chin. “I’ve just never felt like this before.” Tears rolled from her eyes.
    His arms shook as he positioned himself over her, settling his knees between her legs. Holding his cock in his hand, he pressed the crown against all her wetness and couldn’t repress a heavy groan. He’d wanted to be with her a hundred times over the past month.
    As he pushed his cock along her streaming well, she clutched at his shoulders. He lowered himself onto her and curled his hips. As Rachel tightened around him, the sweet fire that poured over his cock sent another groan from his lips.
    Rachel was already panting, eyes closed, neck arched. Her fingers kneaded the muscles of his arms, digging her nails in. He moved his hips, driving his cock deep.
    “Yes.” Her breaths came light and quick. “So close. I’ve needed this.”
    He lifted up enough so he could see her face. He thrust in a quick, steady rhythm. She gasped repeatedly, her hands clutching him hard.
    He’d just entered her and she was ready to come.
    He knew her body, so he quickened his pace vampire fast.
    “Duncan, my God!”
    “Come for me, Rachel. Come now.”
    She gave out a long, low cry and he watched as ecstasy passed over her face. He sustained the pace, knowing it would give her pleasure. Leaning down, he kissed her neck, craving release, but holding his own orgasm at bay. As long as he focused on Rachel, he felt as though he could do anything.
    Maybe he couldn’t explain how much poison he had inside him, but right now, she had him.
    When her orgasm crested and she began to relax, he slowed the movement of his hips until he finally stopped. He was surprised to find she was trembling, tears glistening in her eyes.
    She lifted a hand and stroked his cheek. “Thank you. I honestly don’t know what’s wrong with me. And would it be too horrible if I asked you to keep going?”
    He smiled down at her. “I’m here. Whatever you need, I’m here.”
    She ran a thumb over his lips. “Yes, you are.”
    He leaned close and kissed her. She opened for him and he took possession of her mouth the same way his cock had charge of her well.
    While he kissed her, he moved his hips in a circle, letting every deep part of her feel how hard he was.
    She gasped against his mouth, her breath sweet, the feel of her soft as he plunged his tongue in and out of her mouth, matching the movement with his cock.
    I’ve needed you Duncan. Her voice within his head caused a euphoric sensation to roll through his mind.
    I should have come to you sooner. I’m sorry Rachel. But I’m here