Free Lorne (The Dark League 1) by Melody Adams

to enjoy all of that, too. It would definitely take a hundred years or more for me to understand vampires, especially the guys. I shook my head and turned to the place where Lorne had just been standing. He was no longer there.
    “Go! Tend to your hero!“ said Charleene next to me, giving me a push.
    “Yes,“ Sean joined in, chuckling. “Go and help him lick his wounds.“
    “Ass!“ I hissed at him, but I only got a broad grin. I rolled my eyes in annoyance and made my way through the crowd to hurry to Lorne’s quarters.  

    I stood before Lorne’s door and considered whether to knock or simply walk in. I decided at last to do the latter – opened the door, slipped into the room and closed the door behind me. Lorne was standing at the window. His shirt hung in tatters from his body and his trousers did not look much better, either. He did not turn round to face me although he knew that I was there. Gathering all my courage I walked up behind him and put my hand on his back. Slowly he turned round and   stared at me. His nose was broken, he had a serious cut over his right eye and everywhere swelling caused by Lothaire’s blows could be seen. I put my head to the side, pushed my hair away and offered Lorne my neck. A large hand was placed on my waist and pulled me to his body, then he sank his fangs into my neck and began to drink. As always my pussy tingled with pleasure and I could not suppress a groan. I was here because my blood would heal him, I convinced myself. As soon as he had drunk, I would go!
    ‘ Yes, right! Who are you trying to fool, when your pussy is dripping with desire? Lorne will smell it and he will take that as an invitation and you will, as always, spread your legs for the ass!‘
    My juices were actually already soaking my panties and by the erection that was pressing against my belly I could tell that Lorne was already completely set on sex. He pulled out his fangs and kissed me. I tasted my blood on his tongue that he was pushing mercilessly into my mouth. I bit his lips and the taste of my blood mixed with his. We both groaned and our bodies rubbed yearningly against one another. He placed a hand under my bottom and I wrapped my legs around his middle as he lifted me up. Neither of us stopped kissing as he walked to the table with me in his arms and sat me on it. Quickly, we tore one another’s clothing from our bodies. When we were both naked Lorne pushed between my legs and thrust inside me. Our mouths again kissed wildly. Lorne thrust so hard inside me that the table moved a little with every thrust until it banged with a loud thud against the wall. I felt myself approaching the climax and pushed greedily towards Lorne’s thrusts. His face displayed his desire – his mouth half-open, his sharp canine teeth on show and his dark, blazing eyes that held my gaze. I cried out as the orgasm washed over me. My pussy muscles closed tightly around Lorne’s shaft and he groaned, throwing his head back, as he, too, reached the climax. His roar filled the room and I knew that everyone in the house could hear it. Everyone would know about my defeat, how I had again failed, again submitted to a man who was simply using me. Disillusionment wiped away the ecstasy that I had just felt. I placed my hands on Lorne’s chest and tried to push him away from me. He looked at me in confusion.
    “What’s wrong with you?“ he asked.
    “What’s wrong?“ I yelled and to my anger broke down in tears. “You’re asking what’s wrong?“
    “Hey!“ said Lorne gently, pulling me into his arms, and although I should have resisted him, I snuggled into him, allowing myself to be consoled by him although he was the reason for my tears. That was so absurd that I started sobbing again.  
    “Trisha! What’s wrong? Tell me!“
    “I won’t do this any more!“ I sobbed, pulling myself away from him. “I can’t do this any more! I can’t stand it any more. Please, Lorne, leave me in peace now! Stop using