Viking Seduction Blood Slave by Brannan Black Page A

? Damn, I couldn’t remember the last time I wanted a woman so much. Or cared so deeply what one thought of me. I leaned my head against the glass. Shit, I had it bad.

 
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
    Dekker leaned against the window looking so sad it nearly broke my heart.
    How could I feel sympathy for a man who would hold me against my will? Or desire? I hadn’t missed the large bulge he shifted more than once since feeding. Bite lust. Why didn’t he just demand I satisfy him? “Dekker, you said you need sex as much as blood. But you haven’t even asked me. Why?”
    He drew a breath before answering. “I won’t force you, pet. Much as I want you, need you, I won’t ever force myself on you.”
    Crap, why did he have to be so nice? It made it hard to stay angry. At that moment it occurred to me this might be as hard for him as it was for me. He’d even said as much.
    Gathering up my courage, I crossed the room and ran a hand across his shoulder. “Dek, would it help if… if I, ah.” The words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat and I blushed. How did one offer a blow job? Could I really do that? It’s not like I had all sorts of experience at it.
    He reached a hand to pull me around. His deep blue eyes, so full of passion, stole my breath away. “Whatever it is you’re offering, I would be happy to accept.” He leaned down to capture my lips with his.
    My sex warmed with desire. Yeah, I could do this, and maybe more. I kissed him back. He pressed me up against the glass, his hard dick digging into my pelvis and belly. Shit, that thing felt like a monster. A flash of memory hit, of him driving into me. My sex slicked, but at the same time I felt a rush of fear. I still felt raw from the last time, and that had to be the worst hangover I’d ever had. No, I couldn’t have sex with him. Not yet.
    He must have sensed my reluctance. His hold loosened. “It’s all right. I understand. I really wish our first time together hadn’t been so hard on you. That you hadn’t been forced to accept my bite.”
    He tucked me tenderly against his chest with the side of his face nestled against my hair. His dick twitched as I pressed close and my breath caught. I slipped a hand between us and cupped him firmly. “Does that hurt? After feeding and not… getting off?” I could hardly believe my brazenness.
    He pulled back enough to look down at me with a surprised look. “Yeah, but I’ll live.” He stroked the side of my face tenderly, but his gaze held a fiery passion that I couldn’t deny.
    I took a breath and gathered my courage again. “I could, ah…” I licked my lips nervously and his dick jumped against me.
    A slow smile spread across his face. “I would very much like to feel your luscious lips wrapped around my cock.” He rubbed himself against my hand.
    I gave him a few hard strokes that left him gasping in pleasure. His fly unzipped with a loud hiss as I tugged it down. He looked down as I palmed his hard length. A few drops of precum glistened on the fat head. His chest heaved and his cock pulsed in my hand.
    Nerves got the better of me again. “I haven’t done this a lot. So…” I choked up when he smiled at me.
    “It’s OK. Do it like this.” He pulled my thumb to his mouth and licked it, swirling around the tip, then he slipped his lips over it until he had it all inside. His tongue worked along it and then he sucked, hard. I gasped when the sensations flowed down to my sex. A rush of juice soaked my panties. His eyes lit with amused passion and he released my thumb.
    I swallowed and let him guide me down until I knelt in front of him. I caressed his dick, marveling at the soft texture on top of his rock hardness. I leaned in and licked the tip. He tasted salty, and a bit bitter, but not bad. He smelled clean and male. Not like the only other guy I’d ever sucked. He moaned and leaned against the glass with one hand while the other caressed my head.
    I licked around the head again and then