Gabriel's Mate by Folsom, Tina (fun books to read for adults .TXT) 📗

Gabriel’s eyes widened in surprise. “Always? Maya, you’re the only one who’s ever fed off me. I wouldn’t know what it’s like with anybody else – and frankly, I don’t care to know. I’m perfectly happy to let you drink my blood every day for as long as you want to.”

As long as she wanted to? What was he trying to tell her? Did this mean he was interested in a long term relationship? She remembered what Yvette had told her – that a vampire wanted a human to bond with so he could have children. Did he want that? Was this also what he was ultimately looking for? She couldn’t ask him outright. Everything was too new. It was as if she asked a man after the first date if she could move in with him. Vampire or not – no man wanted a woman clinging to him after a few dates. And besides, they hadn’t even been on a date.

Going down on her while she was unconscious didn’t exactly qualify as a date. Also, there was something else she wanted. “Gabriel?”

He pressed his forehead to hers. “Hmm?”

“Make love to me.” She needed to feel him. Her hand went to the front of his jeans where she could feel his hard length strain against it.

Before she could even attempt to pry the button open, he’d already clasped her hand with his.

“I’d much rather show you what you missed while you were unconscious.”

Was he for real? He wanted to go down on her when he could take his own pleasure instead? “You mean do it again?”

“May I?”

She met his look. It was full of desire and promise. He wanted her.

There was no doubt about it. Maya pulled his head toward hers. “Touch me,” she breathed against his lips.

When his mouth claimed hers, she felt an unknown euphoria travel through her body. Everything about him was so familiar, yet so new.

His kiss was different from the times when he’d kissed her before. Gone was the hesitation she’d felt from him before, replaced by the confidence of a man who was used to making demands.

His hands explored her with sure strokes. His fingers teased her heated skin, promising pleasure, demanding surrender. Like a conqueror he forged ahead, his tongue dueling with hers, his lips crushing any doubt she’d ever had.

Closer and closer he pressed her to him, his body heat searing her, yet she couldn’t pull back, didn’t want to. He set her aflame. No other man had ever been able to ignite her like he did with merely a kiss and a caress. Like her body knew him, recognized him and connected to him on a different level.

His hands on her conjured up images of wild and untamed sex, not simply a joining of bodies, but of minds and souls. A deeper connection.

All the things she’d ever wanted from a man – all the forbidden cravings she’d never voiced – tumbled to the forefront. She wanted to be taken by him in every way possible.

As his lips traveled south, as he sucked one nipple into his mouth and greedily devoured it, her body heat spiked. She was feverish, but this wasn’t the fever she knew. This was desire for Gabriel. She arched toward him, demanding he give her more. With a low growl, he scraped his teeth against her sensitive nipple.

“Oh, God, Gabriel!”

His chuckle was a deep rumble. By the sound of it, he knew exactly what he was doing to her. He was turning her into putty in his hands. No man had ever been able to do that.

He only lifted his head briefly, his dark chocolate eyes now sparkling red, his fangs protruding from his lips. “You’ve seen nothing yet.”

Just the thought of what his words implied made her shiver with delight. A moment later, his mouth moved lower, planting open-mouthed kisses, interlaced with playful bites down her stomach. Each one of them felt like a little explosion going off inside her. Had she ever been this sensitive to a man’s touch, or was her vampire side doing this to her?

No, this couldn’t just be because she was a vampire now. Even if she were still human, she was certain, Gabriel’s touch would ignite her the same way. But she couldn’t think any further, because the second his mouth reached her pussy and buried itself in her dark thatch of hair, her brain shut down. All she could do now was to feel.

When his tongue lapped at her moist folds, Maya moaned. He answered with a growl. She couldn’t imagine a sexier sound. As she steeled herself for the onslaught of sensations his tongue unleashed on her, she slid her hands into his hair and felt him tremble. A smile stole onto her lips. The knowledge that she had the same effect on him as he had on her filled her with satisfaction.

His tongue drove deep into her while his thumb rubbed over her clit.

His action stole her breath. Again he speared his tongue and forged deep into her, then he pulled back and let his tongue slide over her clit. Her need spiraled.

“Need you inside,” she demanded. She wanted to feel his hard shaft inside her, filling her, taking her, making her submit to him.

A finger plunged into her, then a second one, but she wanted more, needed more.

“Your cock. Let me feel you inside.”

But he didn’t heed her demand. Instead, he drove three fingers into her and sucked greedily on her engorged clit. Before she could repeat her demand, he clamped down on her clit and drove her over the edge.

The waves of pleasure crashed over her like a tsunami annihilating the Pacific coast.

By the time her breathing returned to normal and her body’s spasms had subsided, Gabriel had pulled her back into his arms and cradled her to his chest.

She lifted her head to look at him. “I want you inside me.”

He smiled and put his finger