Free William by Sam Crescent Page A

leaned against the tree with her back pressed against his chest.
    “Don’t ever talk like that again.” Taking her hands in his, he circled her waist with his arms. Katie loved the feel of him around her. He made her feel beautiful.
    They sat in silence, watching the changing view, peaceful in each other’s arms. Katie chuckled as he started to sing, his smooth, rich voice near her ear. She squirmed against him as a pool of heat gathered between her thighs, his notes pulsing through her, heightening her arousal. Her breasts grew heavy, her nipples sensitive to the fabric of her dress. Her tummy tightened against his hands. Moving her hands from under his, she placed them on the tops of his thighs, relishing the strength of him.
    She held her breath as his thumb danced little circles across her belly. She waited, wondering what he would do.
    He kept his hand on her stomach, not moving, and when it seemed he wasn’t going anywhere she calmed against his touch.
    “Relax, Katie, it’s only me,” he said gently in her ear.
    “I can’t. You drive me crazy,” she gasped as he moved his palms delicately up her body to rest under her heaving bosom.
    “The untutored witch and the insane vampire. We make a right pair.”
    Katie burst out laughing, all her nerves leaking away from her amidst the humour.
    His hands lay on top of her breasts. Katie stopped and looked out at the scenery before her, seeing nothing but feeling everything. His comfort surrounded her; his hardness pressed against her back.
    Katie groaned as he circled her nipples with his fingers. “That feels so good,” she murmured. Her nipples budded, swelling as the flow of blood spread through her body.
    The flush heated her skin, awakening her desire further.
    “You’re so lovely and full. You fill my hands perfectly,” he complimented her.
    “I want more, William.”
    He was showing her his lust and she wanted to absorb and taste every new sensation, as much as she could.
    “You won’t die on me and I’m going to give you something to look forward to.” Every delicious word filled her with renewed excitement. “Do you trust me?” he asked before doing anything else.
    “Yes, I trust you,” she said without hesitation.
    “Close your eyes.”
    Katie closed her eyes and listened.
     
    * * * *
     
    William gazed at her for a few seconds, just basking in her beauty and the love he had within him for his witch.
    “William?” She sounded nervous and unsure.
    He shushed her. Everything he had planned was meant for her pleasure.
    He brushed her thighs and smiled against her hair as she opened a little wider to accept him.
    “You have gorgeous legs, smooth and full.” William saw her as the healthy woman she’d been after she’d fed on his blood.
    “Is that your way of saying I’m fat?” she chuckled.
    He tapped her. “Don’t say such things. More flesh for me to nibble on.”
    She moaned. “We really are a strange pair.”
    “At least we’ve found each other.”
    He lifted her dress, pulling the fabric up her thighs, exposing her to his eyes. He lifted her with a hand around her waist—his vampire strength had to come in useful for something—and peeled the garment over her head and dropped it in the grass.
    She lay naked and vulnerable to his probing gaze.
    “Your eyes had better be closed,” he warned.
    He knew she had them open. His little virgin was new to all of this. He intended to tease her and bring her to him, to make her his.
    “Should we be doing this?” she asked.
    He placed his hands over her naked breasts. Her back arched and he smelt the pool of cream leaking out of her pussy.
    “This is our world, Katie. I love you. I want to give you something to look forward to,” he answered.
    In truth, he’d fallen for her, the first night they’d officially met, when she’d blown up a werewolf. Her kidnapping, fear for her life, had finally made him acknowledge his feelings for her.
    “I love you, too.” She closed her eyes