The Vampire And Her Human Mate

3| Just once

Bianca walked briskly to her hotel room. She could feel the man walking behind her, making sure he kept her pace.

This wasn't what she had been expecting, but she was going to roll with it. Human or not, she needed him badly. And she only planned to have a night with her mate anyway. One night and no one would have to know.

She let him enter first, watching how he tried not to look around in awe. She was in the presidential suite. It was very lux.

Now, where do I want him first ..?

She examined him again. That hair was cute as. She wanted to grip it in her hands. He looked back at her, such want on his face. Humans can't feel the matebond, but she was attractive. He was going to enjoy himself.

"Unzip me."

She liked how he didn't hesitate, any trepidation he'd had was obviously gone, and he moved with confidence. Damn sexy.

His fingers brushed the back of her neck and drew the zipper down, trailing his finger in its wake down her exposed flesh. Her breath got loud.

He scooped the dress over her shoulder and then let her wiggle the rest of the way out of it as she turned around. She was wearing a lacy bra that barely covered her nipples, she saw him eyeing where her areola showed. Her panties were matching, cheeky cut, with a suspender belt. She kept her shoes on.

"Undress."

He kicked his shoes off, hooking his toe to pull off his socks as he pulled his hoodie off.

"Slower." She didn't mean to sound so desperate, but if this was going to be all she allowed herself, she wanted to savour it. She circled him as he took his clothes off.

He did as he was told, slowly removing the bow tie they made the weightstaff wear - his was a tied one. He watched her as he unbuttoned his shirt. He let it hang open, first taking his ruined vest off before shrugging it off.

She saw a circular mark on his chest, over his heart. Her own jumped into her throat and she rushed in front of him, her hand hovering just over it, not touching him. "What is this?" She demanded.

He looked at her quizzically.

"Speak!" Her word was a thunderclap and he flinched.

"It's a tattoo of the tree of life."

She breathed out. She'd thought it was a mark.

"Continue," she said, stepping back.

He started undoing his pants, guessing correctly that she wanted him to go really slow here. It was excruciating and she loved it.

He was wearing tight boxers, his interest apparent. He hooked his thumbs into his waistband, a question in his eye. She nodded. She wanted him completely naked before her.

He pulled the front forward as he lowered his boxers, so he didn't snag on the waistband. My oh my, she thought. He was beautiful. His thick manhood made her squirm. His penis tip was pierced. She'd never had that before. It excited her, and she wanted to lick it but he had to earn it first.

He had many other tattoos, but she didn't focus on them. This was a man okay with pain. He seemed to enjoy her reaction to him. She wasn't hiding how attracted she felt. Even beyond the matebond, he was good looking.

"Come with me," she spoke quietly. She had thought she'd take him all over this suite, but now she just wanted him in her bed.

~*~

He followed her like a puppy. Her ass swayed hypnotically as she walked to the bedroom. Her heels clicked on the tile floor, softening as she entered the carpeted bedroom. That flash of red was doing something to him. He wanted to see the pink of her pussy. Taste her.