Mortal Bite (Golden Vampires of Tuscany) (28 page)

“I want to taste you too,” she whispered. “Show me how it is done.”

“Very well.”

He took her hand, led her to his bed and let her remove his shirt. She
knelt before him and undid the old-fashioned silver clasps of his waistband and
snaked her hand inside to feel his shaft and balls, giving them a gentle
squeeze. Paolo arched into her hand. “Yes. That is how it is done.”

“Can I bite you there?” She asked.

“Um. No. Well, I’ve not done—“

Before he could say anything further she had slipped his pants down over
his hips and had bitten him on the upper thigh next to his balls. She sucked
the wound and then sucked his cock, spreading his own blood all over the shaft.
Paolo bent over her, smoothing his palms down her back, down over her buttocks,
squeezing them.

He angled himself so she took him in her mouth and pressed her breasts
into his thigh as she sucked, scraping a canine over the surface just enough to
draw a little blood. The tiny droplets made the lips of her sex swell, made her
nipples hard and knotted.

The bra was getting uncomfortable, so she stood and removed it. They were
man to woman, completely naked, and hungry.

“I want to do it the first time the way your ancestors do it.”

Paolo nodded. He pointed to the bed. She lay back and he covered her
body, licking the side of her neck, kissing her from her earlobe to her
shoulder.

“You do what I do. You follow me.”

“Yes,” she sighed. She licked and gave sucking kisses to the hard muscle
running down the right side of his neck. She tasted the saltiness of the skin
near his shoulders.

“Your tongue will soften the sting, like this.”

He traced a trail along her jugular. She could feel her body
defer to him, as the vein pushed itself to the surface of her flesh for easy
penetration.

Cara did the same to Paolo, and yes, his skin became soft under her
tongue. She could smell the blood thumping there.

“We become one plus one.” He kneed her legs apart and thrust inside her,
making her arch back at the feel of his huge cock stretching and filling her.
He stroked her insides with circular motions, coating her with fire, setting
her aflame. Deep inside her, he stopped.

“And now we take the bite.” Paolo cracked the skin of her neck and all
she could do was push up against him, the need for him to take all of her was
so strong. “Take me, Cara,” he begged.

She found the warm flesh of his neck and pressed her teeth against it.
Her new fangs slid into his skin without a sound. She tasted his elixir and
instantly needed more.

She felt ancient. She felt powerful, stronger than ever before. He rocked
her body with his powerful hips. She raised her knees folding her legs over his
shoulders, and he took her deep.

When at last he shuddered his release, she began to explode as well. Her
body glowed from the inside out. The delicious ripple of her orgasm traveled up
and down her spine, sparking at every nerve ending. Her fingertips were covered
in pinpricks. She moaned her pleasure into his hungry lips.

“Yes, I want all of you,” he said. “Give me everything, Carabella. Mi
amore.”

They stilled but he didn’t pull out. Breathing heavily, he balanced part
of his weight on one elbow. She loved the feel of him pressing on top of her,
inside her. She traced along his hairline, gazing into the deep chocolate of
his eyes. His full lips came down and planted a delicate kiss, and then
deepened.

“Thank you,” she said.

“For what? I thank you, mi amore. I have never felt such ecstasy.”

“Thank you for showing me.”

Paolo chuckled.

“What’s so funny? Did I say something wrong?”

“Mi amore, I have only begun to teach you. This, my sweet Carabella, is
only the beginning of your beautiful immortal life.”

The End

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