The Vampire King's Fated Mate

CHAPTER 10: KISS ME PLEASE

AMBROSE'S POV

“Are you scared?” My tongue darted out of its place to wet my hungry lips. My heart thrummed away inside my chest as I waited for her to answer.

“No, of course not.” Nicolette's angelic features vanished, replaced by a sexy vixen that I desired to get to know better.

Like an enchanting fairy, she stood there, her golden brown skin glistening like a solar eclipse against the contrast of her white t-shirt.

I wondered what colour underwear she had on, and I fumed at myself for growing jealous of an insignificant piece of clothing. But I should be the only thing that snuggles up against her intimate flesh.

My eyes land on her chest, rising and falling rapidly as she gawked at me. I could smell her need for me, and I loved it.

My views slowly travelled upwards, stopping at her neck for a beat, reminiscing on how sweet her blood tasted. Then I moved them to her lips, and my length grew when I noticed she had captured her bottom lip between her teeth.

I hummed.

“So, what are you waiting for?” I flashed her a devilish smirk. This time, Nicolette made a s****l mewl. Her centre was throbbing. My ears were tuned, and they picked up on the blood that was rushing to her cunt. She was enjoying it, the way I watch her. If I was not mistaken, I knew she was remembering how my fingers worked her folds two nights ago. I took a mighty breath, turning my eyes into a crimson hurricane. Invite me in, Love, and let me show you what this vampire's mouth can do.

“Come in.”

As soon as the words fell from her soft pink lips. She didn't even see when I sped through the window, stirring her beautiful curls above her head.

Loose papers and trinkets spun in a swirl at the wind my supernatural movement created.

I grabbed her by her waist and flew across the room until I pinned her to the wall.

She gasped in amusement when she felt her back against her Jesus poster.

Her eyes probed my face, trying to figure out my next move. She still had that damn lip of hers between her teeth.

If it was up to my nature alone, I would do things to her that would have the devil applauding.

I searched her eyes and the way she was looking at me like I was a God - no – like an angel - almost made me believe her fantasy. I struggled to remain in control. It was not my intention to hurt her, but when her thumb brushed across my bottom lip slowly and purposefully, a heat so dangerous flashed through my body that only her touch could extinguish. “Ambrose, I missed you.” Her voice was so soft, if it wasn't for my enhanced hearing, I wouldn't have heard a word she said.

I closed my eyes, and a shudder ran down my spine. Almost had me trembling.

An ache was growing deep inside my core. I couldn't pinpoint where.

This feeling I was having, I was unable to put a name to it because it was all new to me.

And then she spoke, “Kiss me, please.”

I growled, and my nostril flared as another storm passes through my eyes. I was hungry for all of her.

Her breath stopped when she saw me leaning down to her mouth, slowly.

And when our lips finally touched, intense fire-like electricity shocked me with an intensity so strong, it made my knees almost give way.

The scorching flame of fire threatened to consume me, and I wanted it to.

“Oh, Nicolette!” I whispered in between our conjoined mouths. I swallowed every moan and whimper she let out.

An explosion was coming, and I couldn't hold it back any longer. My touch became more forceful, more demanding.

I needed more. I desired to feel her naked warmth against my flesh. My tongue dropped to her neck, savouring every inch of her collarbone. I grazed her with my fangs, and she hissed in pleasure. I grabbed a fistful of her shiny hair while I coil my other hand around her waist. I almost reached my orgasmic high when she flung her left leg around my waistline while she stood on her tip toes with her right. Before I could react, she too snatched a fistful of my golden locks, deepening our kiss as she rotated her head against mine.

I pulled her tightly against me. My hardened member pressed against her thighs.

In a frenzied haze of desire, she whispered next to my ear. “I want you.” I paused, pulling away from her and going to sit on her bed. She didn't know what mating with me could do to her. I could break her in half if I wasn't careful. It was like she could read my mind. “Ambrose, I trust you. I just want to see you.”

She pulled the t-shirt over her head, leaving only her lace pink panties and matching bra. She unhooked her bra, dropping it to the floor.

“Nicolette!” I warned her as I palmed my throbbing c**k through my trousers. Her eyes sank to my crotch and her arousal took over the air.

“Take your clothes off, Ambrose.”

I wanted to f**k her, I did. But I just couldn't. I needed her to know everything about me, so she could decide if she still wished to be with me forever.

She saw the turmoil in my eyes. “Nicolette, I'm sorry, but I can't.” The hurt was evident in her eyes, so I quickly salvaged what I could. I rushed to her at super speed. Grabbing the t-shirt from her palm before she could wear it once more. “I am feeling a little hungry.”

Disappointed she spoke, “Oh,” she faded off, moving her hair from her neck to give me access.

A rumble left my throat. I picked her up by the waist and dropped her on the bed.

She squealed in surprise, then I lunged on top of her. My eyes, no doubt, were red.

Her body was wiggling beneath me as I sucked on her neck. I teased her senses with soft lingering kisses. Not only that, but I grazed her again with my fangs, sinking just the tip of them into her flesh, making sure to not sink them too deep. Her frame tensed as it prepared for my pheromones, but I quickly withdrew them and nibbled my way to her ear instead, my breath causing the tiny, almost invisible hairs to stand on her cheeks.

I moved, so I could stare into her eyes, confusion dancing behind her pupils. “I said I am hungry, Love, not thirsty.” Her eyes widened in shock, and her brain didn't have time to register what was happening until it was too late.

I flew off her and grabbed onto her ankles, setting her at the edge of the bed.

Her mouth formed an oval when she saw me kneeling to my knees. “Ambroseeee?” That was all she managed to say.

My talons grew from the points of my fingers and I hooked them in the centre of her lace underwear and ripped a hole in the middle, revealing her sexy, juicy p***y.

“Ooh,” she moaned, slamming her legs together. She wasn't used to the attention that my mouth was about to give her.

I hadn't seen her in almost two nights, and the drumming desire in my bones was reminding me of that major fact.

My hold on her thighs got rough, forcing them apart with brute force. She didn't fight me this time. She gripped the sheet on the bed, and I didn't miss the way her n*****s ripen on her perky breasts.

I lowered my face to her s*x, and I wiped the tip of my nose across her c**t, inhaling her tantalizing aroma.

I darted my tongue and swiped it over her p***y. Her body trembled against the sensation.

Fuck, she was driving me crazy.

The delectable scent of her arousal filled the air, around us, sweet and spicy, and it was causing both my mouth and my p***s to leak.

Her naked body on the bed was a torment to my soul. The way she lay so delicately atop the fluffy white comforter, feet wide apart, with her knees now to her shoulders and my head fitting so perfectly between her legs.

She lowered her head and our views met, and I realized I wasn't the only one with lava in my eyes. Her eyes burned too. The fire in them was swirling, blazing with unspeakable need.

I didn't care much for sin, but at that moment I believed it was a sin to keep her wanting like this. It was torture. So, I opened my mouth and sucked on her velvety smooth flesh. My tongue dominated and owned her folds, licking and swiping up her juices.

Nicolette screamed for more and begged me never to stop.

I wish I didn't have to stop. I wish I could attach my mouth to her pretty p***y forever so that I could please her for eternity.

My member struggled to keep my seed in its pipe, but I didn't know how long it could hold out.

She cried out, “Yes!” Her hips pushed forward into my mouth.

I pushed two fingers inside her, and she hissed, but her juices made it bearable for her. She was so wet, and I do not have to explain how tight she was.

My fingers flicked and teased her opening while my lips caressed her c**t.

She rocked her hips onto my fingers.

I felt her frame tense, and I knew she wouldn't last long. My ministrations on her body were getting too much for her to endure.

She propped up on her elbow, singing sweet praises, enjoying the delights I'm gifting her. She stared at me with wide eyes, powerless to look away, so I held her in my burning gaze. She was panting, breathing, unable to keep up with my racing fingers and swift tongue.

And so, she erupted with a scream so deafening even the man on the moon couldn't miss it.

Her wave of pleasure oozed out into my mouth and coated my tongue and fingers. She tasted even better than I had imagined.

Her body slumped back on the bed, her body bathed in the glow of the aftermath of a magnificent orgasm.

“Oh, Ambrose, that was -” she was unable to find the right words, but neither could I, so I countered with a sly grin as I pecked her tender p***y with sweet butterfly kisses. She shivered, easing up to look at me. I could tell she was ready to protest. She gasped.“Your eyes, are still red.”

“I know, Love,” I responded. I was now parched. It was almost difficult for vampires to perform s****l acts and not feed on their lovers.

“Are you thirsty?”

“Yes, but I can wait until I'm back at the castle.”

I would rather not drain her energy too much. I shifted myself after taking another longing look at her beautiful centre. I braced myself on one knee to stand.

Suddenly, her hand came at my head forcefully as electricity flickered over my skin. “I don't mind you feeding on me.”

I smiled. How did I get so lucky to gain such an understanding mate? I prepared to rise. “Wait,” she said. So, I settled again on my knees. “Do you have to feed from my neck?”

I almost blew my load, I knew exactly what she was insinuating.

“No,” I told her. Her breathing got erratic as she watched in awe as my teeth grew improper. I tilted my head back before sending my fangs into the inside of her right thigh.

She screamed in agonizing pain, shaking, fighting me, trying to push me off her, but soon my pheromones seeped into her bloodstream, and her body was once again consumed with pleasure. Relaxed and riding on another wave of ecstasy.

Her warm blood wetted my lower face, dripping off my chin and staining her sheets.

The door to her room burst open with incredible force. “Nicky, I heard you scream -” the person froze mid-sentence.

Instinctively, I lifted my head, turning around to see her cousin, Lexi, who was with her at the ball, eyes like saucers, mouth opened wide, frozen at the door in unmistakable fear.