She could do that. She would.
A cry came tumbling from her lips, the sound overridden by the crank of the air conditioner generator kicking in. The low rumble coughed a few times before settling into a hum. By then, Alice had her hand over Sebastian’s, guiding him blindly, seeking more of his talented touch. Each time he pressed against the swollen bundle of nerves, she gasped, the sensual ecstasy of it enough to take her over a ledge. She climbed higher and higher, and blindly, Alice went to that place. Here, she didn’t ache, and the hurt translated into something else. Something she desired.
Sebastian pushed a long finger inside her cunt. Alice’s eyes snapped open. A second finger joined the first, the stretch making her stomach flutter. His thumb brushed over her clit, and the combination shattered her. Alice came, trembling. Sensation blanketed her beneath sparks of feeling, which tumbled through her, taking every thought and every breath.
Any reprieve she might have gained by a lover who eased away from ecstasy’s grasp dissolved as Bast instead impaled her with a single thrust. His cock filled her in a way his fingers never could have, touching some sweet spot that made her cry out his name. It was too much and exactly what she needed, all at once.
She reveled in the feel of his muscles bunching and contracting beneath her fingers, and she held him. With hypersensitive flesh yearning for touch, she pressed her body to his. They came together. Kissing. Tongues stroking.
Her breath pushed out her lungs, hoarse cries finding life in between her quest to connect with him at the most basic level. Loving him with everything she had within her. It was rushed and hot and passionate, some unnamed urgency driving her—driving him—and they responded. They clung to each other, and the desperation with which she tried to become part of him made her afraid. But the fear was squelched, soul-robbing pleasure demanding to be first and always. When Alice came again, shuddering, eyes squeezed shut, she reveled in his long groan as he soon followed behind.
Sebastian collapsed on top of her a moment later, his weight a tolerable burden. But it was several minutes before she could get her panting breath to ease. For a heartbeat gone rampant to resume its normal, lazy pace. Sweat trickled down her sides and created a layer between their bodies. A large part of her didn’t think the heat they’d generated came solely from their act. She almost felt like it was something generated from the inside.
“Are we dead?” she asked, half-jokingly. The other half not quite certain.
He lifted his head a fraction. “A few more rounds like that, and we might be.”
“So that’s what it means to become a vampire, huh?”
“Oh, you don’t know the half of it. Things haven’t even gotten good yet.”
“That wasn’t good? I don’t think I’m going to survive this.”
Bast pressed a kiss to her cheek, groaned, but withdrew enough to roll to his side. “You’ll survive it. And we’ll both enjoy every second of it. You’ll love so much about this life. I’m going to give you so many, many things. Anything you want. Anything you need.”
“You and me. That’s all I need.” She touched his forearm, loving that she could even make the statement to him and mean it with everything in her heart.
“Good. And as much as I’d love to lay here with you, wiling the day away, if you think you’re up to it, we also need to get out of here. We’re going to have to stay on the move and out of the Council’s radar if we hope to have a chance. I’ve been thinking about it, and maybe in a week or so, you can contact Jasmine Gerulaitis and ask about how they outran the Council. Maybe her husband’ll even share something that’ll keep us alive a little while longer.”
It wouldn’t be a hardship to contact her friend again. With any luck, it was a friendship that would continue to flourish. She’d never had a girlfriend she could confide in before and now, with all the changes she was undergoing, having a sort of mentor would go a long way.
Sebastian pulled her hand to his mouth. Kissed it. “Another thirty minutes is all we can spare. You want the shower first?”