Free Viking Seduction Blood Slave by Brannan Black Page B

under me.
    I shifted enough to slip a finger down to her clit. She gasped and surged up, grinding against my finger, and I slipped it lower. “Ahhh, so wet!” I stroked her labia then dove in. She moaned and rocked her hips against my hand and I slipped another finger inside, stroking and stretching her.
    “Please, Dek. Now please.” She strained against my hand and her fingers brushed the head of my cock.
    I shifted to stroke the lips of her pussy with the head of my cock. My eyes flickered shut as heat pulsed up my cock. And right into my fangs. I fought the urge to bite and slowly thrust into her. She rose to meet me, sighing and moaning with each thrust.
    I rose up on my hands as far from her neck as I could. A thrust and then roll of my hips had her moaning and straining against me.
    Her sex clinched and tightened as her climax neared. She grasped my hips, rising off the bed to meet me, harder, faster. She shuddered and cried out as her pussy pulsed.
    It sent me crying out into my own orgasm. My whole body pulsed with each spurt, her pussy answering with a pulse of its own. Still breathing hard, I gave her one last lingering kiss then rolled off so I didn’t crush her. A feeling of strength filled me from our lovemaking, much as her blood would have.
    “Mmmmm. You felt so good inside me.” She snuggled up against me, one leg bent over mine.
    “Kierra, you are amazing. So much passion.” I ran my fingers through her hair. My hand rested on her tummy -- which growled loud enough for even a mortal to hear. She flushed red.
    “Sounds like you need feeding. Should I go put some kibble in a bowl?”
    She slapped my arm and glared before rolling out of bed. Damn, one fine ass on that woman. I crooked an arm behind my head to watch while she shimmied into those sinfully tight jeans. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and strode from the room like a queen, not a slave.
    Shit. How was I going to sell her submission to the circle? Heaving a sigh, I joined her in the kitchen, still thinking.
    As if on cue my phone rang. Adriana’s sultry voice purred through the phone. “Dekker, the full moon gathering is tomorrow night. The entire inner circle will be in attendance as well as other prominent members of the community. I suggest you be there with your well mannered blood slave. Ferine continues to agitate others about you, including your writing. Many find your public persona worrisome.”
    “I will, of course, be honored to attend. Where is the gathering being held?” It took all I had to keep my voice polite. How dare he stir trouble after a direct attack on my house? That mangy dog needed to be brought to heel.
    Maybe Segrun could get here faster…
    “I’ll text you the location. It will be dressy, not some blood orgy.” I couldn’t miss the slight irritation in her voice. Maybe she’d had enough of Ferine’s shit too.
    “Excellent. I look forward to it.” I hung up then paced in thought. My gaze returned to Kierra quietly munching at the counter. “Pet, do you need anything special to wear with that killer red dress of yours? Heels? Hose?”
    She glanced over her shoulder at me. “I’ll need to check. Is that your way of asking me on a date?”
    I chuckled. “Sort of. We’ll be attending the full moon gathering so I can show off my very sexy and submissive blood slave to all the inner circle and other heads of houses.”
    “Oh.”
    I hopped up on the barstool next to her. “Pet, you will be on display as my blood slave, not my date. You need to appear submissive, or the circle might try to interfere. So let’s go over the protocols.”
    She sighed loudly.
    “I know you don’t like the idea, but this is a test for both of us. We can’t afford to fail, and we have to go.”
    She nodded. “Got it, play slave or die. I’ll do my best.”

 
     
     
    Chapter Seven
     
    Despite my nerves over tonight, I couldn’t help but enjoy his huge shower. Custom tile with a large dragon covered the back