Promised in Blood (Broken Bloodlines Book 2)
Promised in Blood: Chapter 10

Fuck me, she makes me hard as granite. I adjust my cock while I watch her walk across the lawn toward me, her hips swaying with every step she takes. Her tiny little skirt swishes over the creamy skin of her thighs, and perhaps it’s because I am all too aware of the tempting delights that lie underneath, but I’m practically drooling by the time she reaches me.

“Are you ready for your first lesson, princess?”

She glances down at my cock straining against my zipper and folds her arms across her chest. “Are you?”

I arch an eyebrow. “Getting to put my hands on you and pin you to the dirt, yeah, pretty much.”

“I’m not gonna make it easy for you though.” Her lips twitch. “You saw what I did to Malachi earlier.”

My hungry gaze roams up and down her body. “I did, and knowing I don’t have to be so gentle with you is going to make this all the better.”

She takes a step closer, fluttering her eyelashes as she stares up at me. Her eyes are so vibrantly blue, like none I’ve ever seen before. I swear I could fall into them and never want to escape. “You won’t hurt me though, will you?” Her voice is timid, and her bottom lip wobbles.

I tuck her hair behind her ear. She’s too fucking cute. “Aw. I won’t hu⁠—”

She hooks her leg around my ankle, and before I know it, I’m staring up at her from the ground. The element of surprise was on her side, but I still can’t believe she managed to take me down. She dives on top of me like a wildcat. Straddling me, she grabs my wrists and pins them above my head. I could throw her off with ease, but I don’t want to. Not yet.

I grin at her. “That was a cheap shot.”

“Hey, a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. Especially when it comes to wrestling a giant wall of hot vampire muscle.”

I arch an eyebrow. “And what if they’re not hot?”

She giggles. “Then it wouldn’t be as much fun, I guess.”

I roll her over and pin her to the ground the way she just had me. She squirms, but I hold her in place easily. “If any vampire other than us ever comes anywhere near you, princess, you kick him in the nutsack, and then you run. You got me?”

She sinks her teeth into her lower lip, taunting me because she knows how much I want to sink mine into every part of her.

“Ophelia?” I growl in warning.

She nods. “Okay.”

I lick my fangs, aching to bite her and fuck her here on the grass. “What do you do?”

She grins. “Kick him in the nutsack and run.”

“That’s my girl.” I give her a quick kiss on her pouty pink lips before I jump up and brush the grass from my sweats.

She holds out her hand like she wants me to help her. I shake my head. “After that little stunt you just pulled, you’re on your own.”

She gasps in a show of outrage. “So ungentlemanly of you.”

I bare my fangs. “There is nothing gentlemanly about any of the things I’d like to do to you. Now get up. I’m going to teach you some basics.”

I slam Ophelia down, and her back hits the grass with a thud. She’s surprisingly good at fighting, and not all of that comes down to her newfound strength. She’s quick and agile too, but more than that, she’s smart. She anticipates a move before I make it, and not only because of our bond.

She gasps for breath, and her pert tits heave against my chest. The gentle throb in my cock turns to a deep, pulsing ache.

With a grunt, I wedge myself between her thighs, spreading them wide with my hips and pinning her body to the ground with the weight of mine. “Do you yield, princess?”

She wiggles halfheartedly beneath me, and all she accomplishes is to rub her hot pussy over me, making us both groan in frustration. Surely the professor won’t be mad if our lesson ends with fucking, right? We’ve been out here for over half an hour. I’ve taught her some cool self-defense moves, and now I want to show her my moves. All the ones that involve me being inside her sexy little body.

“Do you?” I ask again, pinning her hands above her head.

She shakes her head and bucks her hips, but despite her increase in strength, she’s unable to move me.

I run my tongue over the tip of my fangs and suppress a growl. “I guess I’ll just have to replace another way to force your submission.” Her eyes shimmer with desire. “Oh, you like the sound of that?”

“Yeah.” She pants out the word.

“Shame you’re not allowed to come though. You know, on account of you setting the professor’s office on fire and all.”

“I think that actually happened before he made me …” Her cheeks turn a deep-pink hue, and she giggles rather than finish her sentence.

I rock my hips, rubbing my aching cock over her pussy. “Before he made you what?”

She presses her lips together, and I grind harder, making sure she feels every solid inch of me. And when she starts to whimper, I ask her again. “What did he make you do, princess? Say the word for me.”

“C-come,” she mewls, trying to jerk her wrists from my grip.

I lean down and nip the skin on her neck, making her yelp. “You’re a naughty girl, Ophelia.” I pin her wrists with one hand and free my throbbing dick with the other. “And I’m desperate to be inside your tight pussy.”

She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me closer, encouraging me to fuck her out here on the lawn. We’re behind a hedge, so I’m not worried anyone will get a glimpse of what’s mine. Because she is mine. While she is also theirs, I was the first to claim her. The first man to ever be inside her. To taste her and bond with her.

And nobody will ever take that from me. From us.

Snaking my hand beneath her skirt, I feel for her panties and grunt with relief when my fingers skate over the damp fabric.

“Axl,” she groans, bucking her hips and chasing her own relief, and I wish I could give her more. More than the pleasure that will come from me sinking my cock into her. But it’s too dangerous, and I’m not stupid enough to incur the professor’s epic wrath. Even if it might be worth it to hear my name on her lips when I make her come. “I need you.”

I trail my lips along the skin of her neck. “I know, princess. I’ve got you.” I nudge the crown of my cock at her tight entrance until she’s whimpering with desperation, and then I tease her a little more, pulling guttural cries from her throat that rock me to my core.

“You’re so hot and tight, Ophelia. You drive me crazy with the need to fuck you, do you know that?”

“Then do it,” she pleads.

I rest my forehead against hers, staring into her bright-blue eyes as I sink deep inside her with one smooth thrust.

She cries out, tipping her head back while her pussy spasms around me. Her heart rate picks up, and the earth trembles beneath her. I slide out of her, easing her back down. “I think this might be a bad idea.”

She sinks her teeth into her lip, her eyes brimming with tears. “I know.”

“You know I want to fuck you more than I want my next breath, though, don’t you?”

A sweet but tremulous smile lights up her face. “Yes.”

I let out a long, slow breath. “Seems like lessons are over for today.”

“This one is. I have to meet Xavier and the professor in his study as soon as I’m done here.”

I guess I’d better let her leave then. With a gargantuan amount of effort, I tear my body away from hers and force my dick back into my sweats before I hold out my hand and pull her up.

“Looks like you can be a gentleman after all, Axl,” she says, sweet and seductive.

I give her a hard slap on the ass. “Go inside before I change my mind, princess. And next time, please dress appropriately for our lesson.”

“I guess I can dig out some old sweatpants from somewhere.” She gives me a soft peck on the cheek, and then she heads into the house, her ass swaying seductively like she knows my eyes are glued to her every motion.

I guess I can be a gentleman. For her, anyway. I will always be anything she wants me to be.