Blake, The Vampire King

Frenzied touches followed the feverish kiss, and Blake's instincts told him to make love to his mate in a way she'd remember even in the afterlife... if there was such a thing. He was above her, kneeling on the bed while she was surrendering to him beautifully on it. Her eyes begged him to make her remember, and who was he not to oblige her? Blake might be the renowned troublemaker, a royal vampire soon to be crowned king... but at the end of the day, he was nothing but a man. A smitten one.

I'm going to worship your body like it ought to be, cara, he silently promised her as he discarded his shirt.

She sucked in a startled gasp as her eyes filled with wanton desire and darkened slightly, and he felt proud to have elicited such a response from her. The chemistry between them sizzled as she started to explore his torso and tummy with her delicate hands.

When she tried to unbutton his jeans, he swatted her hands and told her, "I believe you're overdressed, my dear."

And that's when she lost her dress.

Before long, they were kissing like mad people who had been deprived of body warmth for at least a decade... when it had been but a few days. A few days too long in Blake's book though.

While carrying on with his onslaught on her mouth, Blake brought his hand down to cup her dripping mound.

"Mine," he growled against her lips, and she whimpered.

Her whimper was the undoing of his control. He slipped two fingers inside her to be the judge of her slickness... and boy was she ready!

Seconds later, he filled her to the brim with his shaft in one swift thrust, and she cried out in ecstasy as she climaxed.

"One orgasm down, many to go still," he told her gruffly, as he continued to pound into her.

When he neared his own orgasm and Maria was rendered but an incoherent mess, he reached down and started rubbing her clit. "No more," she begged.

"One more," he countered hotly. "Let's come together."

When they were about to explode in unison, Blake angled his body down.

"Bite me," she pleaded.

"Only if you'll have my blood as well."

When they did share blood, Maria cried out his name at the top of her lungs as she climaxed, and Blake grunted his own release.

"That was... insane," she let out in a contented and sated voice. Then, turning to face him, she said as she trailed her hand across his face, "I love you, Blake."

"Don't say things you don't mean, Maria," he let out on a sigh.

"Call me cara, babe, like you always did, ever since I was human."

"Human? I never said when I started calling you that!" He exclaimed, eyes widening in shock.

"I remember, babe," she told him simply. "I remember."

Tears of relief flooded Blake's eyes and he allowed them to fall down his cheeks, without feeling the need to wipe them off. He had been desperate to make her fall for him again. He didn't know he'd have it within reach, and all it took was making love and exchanging blood -whichever did it, maybe both.

"I know, babe. I love you too," Maria let out in a shaky voice as she hugged him.