Free Impaling my Heart: Vlads story (Annalese and the Immortals Book 2) by Annie Buff

with Lachlan in your suite." 
    Lese leaned over and took Vlad's lips with her own.  He felt her tongue and gladly opened for her.  Lese could feel him harden under her.  When she pulled away, she kept her hand on his face.  "You are so beautiful Vlad.  What I wanted was to tell you Happy Birthday."
    Vlad pulled her in as close as he could without hurting her or his daughter.  "I cannot believe you remembered.  It's been years since I've heard those words. Thank you Annalese.  Thank you."
    The devilish grin she had told him there was more.  "You my beautiful vampire get me all to yourself for the next 12 hours.  I thought we might go to your old chambers and tie you to the bed and let me have my way with you.  What do you think about that?"
    The look in his eyes told her what she wanted to know.  "Ah love, never have I been tied to anything.  No one would have dared.  But you, I would let you stake me if that's what you desired.  So, tie me to the bed, chain me to the dungeon wall.  I will do anything you ask tonight.”
    Annalese stood; taking Vlad's hand and led him up the stairs to the room he once called his.  She blindfolded him with a red satin sash and slowly stripped him of clothing.  Lese stepped back to admire just how perfect he was.  Not an ounce of fat anywhere.  Each muscle perfectly sculpted.  Each inch a piece of art, from his feet to the obsidian hair.
    Vlad stood, letting her touch him, admire him.  He knew she was staring and he loved it.  She told him he was beautiful.  He'd never felt that way until her.  Never cared, but now he wanted to be.  She had touched his heart in places no one had ever been; and all simply by being who she was.  He had been falling in love with her from the moment she entered his home.  He was just too blind to see.  Now she was right in front of him and he wanted her. Fiercely, passionately.
    She led him to the bed; put both arms above his head.  "These stay here baby.  Don't move – just feel."
    And that's what he did as her fingers traced every muscle, every inch of him.  Her lips found his neck and she kissed a trail from one side to the other.  She bit and nipped as she moved down.  He was fighting not to grab her by the hair and haul her up to his mouth.  She traced his dragons with her tongue as Vlad made little noises of approval.  Her lips found his enormous erection and took him in her mouth letting her tongue trace the underside of the swollen tip.  Vlad whimpered as she licked him from sac to tip.  Annalese took as much of him as she could using her hand to stroke where her lips couldn't reach.  Vlad was using all his mental strength to not fist her hair and push her down further.  Vlad needed to tell her to stop, to pull her off and take her.  But at that moment, as she suckled him and squeezed his sac, he couldn't form coherent thought.  He had started cursing the gods in Romanian.  His body felt like a volcano on the verge of eruption.  He had to see, off came the blindfold.
    "Love" he gasped.  "You need to" as he was struggling to find breath, "stop.  I am too close."  He could barely spit out the words.  Her eyes met his and he knew.  His hands were in her hair, not pushing, just holding.  His hips had started to thrust, gently but enough.  She kept doing exactly as she had been.  Taking him as deep as she could.  Vlad was starting to tremble, he got harder, thicker.  He had his hands on the sheets, claws out and was shredding them.
    "Oh holy mother of earth!  You are really trying to kill me.  Oh fuck, Annalese, I can't."  And he spilled shouting prayers and her name to the heavens.  She accepted everything he had to give.  After a few minutes Vlad could breathe again and found his voice.
    "Dear gods woman that was the most amazing thing.  I have never let myself go like that."  She lay in his arms just bathing in the love they shared.
    "Happy Birthday baby.  You look pretty damn good for being so