Call Of The Dark

The notion that he was going to get swayed by a mortal like Emma was never going to take shape. A mortal over a goddess? Ludicrous. But Lazarus couldn't help thinking what Emma would do for him, to him. He swallowed as a ragged breath left him.

Also the fact that she was wearing his shirt, her pebbled nipples grazing the fabric, was doing things to him. His shaft was slowly swelling. He wanted to reach out to her breasts and knead them. They had been teasing him for so long. He wondered how they would feel under his touch. The thought that he would be doing it for the first time, made him hard as rock.

She reached to the last button and then opened his shirt wide to reveal his chest. Emma licked her lips and Lazarus wondered what she was going to do. Would she kiss him? Just as he was looking at her plump lips, she leaned forward and pressed a kiss right on the center of his chest. His muscles leapt towards her for more. Everything about her was enticing, enthralling.

She remembered what the concubine said about the kiss. Emma gave him another kiss and then trailed her path to the middle of his neck and then down again. She could feel the tension in his muscles.

His thighs clenched as he controlled himself for not reaching out to her. When she paused over his nipple and looked at it, he was afraid that he would come again in his trousers.

Emma lowered her lips to taste him over there and liquid heat pooled in the bottom of her belly. She was surprised at what she was feeling at the apex of her thighs. It was a strange yet pleasurable feeling.

He hissed curses under his breath. Did he keep himself so sexually deprived that even her lick over his nipples was so sexy? When she started to suck them lightly, his body went taut. She removed herself from there and trailed a path to his other nipple and did the same over there.

Lazarus's member swelled badly and his muscles rippled in tension beneath her. He wanted to grab her, pin her beneath him and sink his fangs and cock so deep in her that he was having a hard time thinking of not doing so.

She gave it one more lick and then pulled away, her cheeks red. Rina had taught her so many other things but she was doing one thing at a time. Was it going to delay her seduction process? She asked, "Did you like it?"

"Take off your shirt and let me suck you."

He liked it even though he wouldn't admit it. She smiled. "I just might, but then remember our condition? You won't touch me."

He grabbed her hair from the back and yanked her head. Her long neck was exposed and he had this strong urge to bite her. "I didn't promise you that!"

Emma should have felt scared, but oddly, this turned her on. Something inside her panties made her wet. His nostrils flared and his chest vibrated with a delicious rumble.

"Then I believe I won't be seducing you," she said, challenging him to do what he wanted to.

He clenched his teeth. He was so interested in knowing what she was going to do to him that he left her hair. He had to threaten her to do it fast. "I will get bored of you, Emma," he hissed. He said that in a way that it wasn't a lie because vampires couldn't lie. However, his throat burned like acid. "So you better hurry up!"

Emma dragged her teeth on her lower lip. She lifted her shirt up till her waist and he stifled a shocked cough when he saw her wet panties. And the next moment, Emma didn't know what got over her that she reached for the buttons of her shirt and opened them all baring her breasts.

Lazarus stopped breathing. This was the first time he had seen her breasts and they were the most beautiful he had ever seen. They were supple, with creamy skin. Her blush had reached her neck and now it was dusted over her breasts. His fangs grew just thinking what it would be to sink it in them and draw blood out. He had never grown so lusty and this was just the beginning.

Emma flicked her hair to one side of her neck, revealing her pulse point. Her mentor had said that vampires loved to drink from the neck. Although the idea sent shivers down her line, this was meant to be seductive. That was why she had asked him not to touch her. But she had to seduce him and she was going to use all the tools in her arsenal. In her frenzy to do something, she moved nearer to him and that made her go over his hard as a rock shaft that was beneath his trousers. She gasped at the heat. It was like a brand to her and he let out a groan. It throbbed beneath her.

He waited as to what she would do now, but Emma was so transfixed at his length that she had stopped moving. He brought his hand to her hips and grabbed them, biting a curse. They were so round and supple. Perfect for his fingers. He began to move her on his shaft.

Emma gasped at the friction, but she tipped her head back and closed her eyes as he began to move her slowly at first and then faster. As he moved her, he could feel her wetness that seeped in his trousers. Her arousal hit his nostrils and his eyes dropped to a half mast. He clenched his jaws hard and moved her faster and faster.

Emma had thought that she was going to stay in control and rule over him with her seduction technique but she was soon going out of control. The way he gazed at her face, at her breasts, as her belly, everything was predatory and sexy as hell.

Till yesterday she didn't know what pleasure was all about, and today she was chasing it. She knew that after tonight, she was going to be ruined for everyone else.