Page 32 of Little Wing (Shades of Fairhaven #1)

F or weeks, I pictured what a night out with Lotus would be like.

We spent many evenings talking at the bar, but never in a setting that was truly out of her comfort.

I could see her loosening up and giving into the pleasure of the moment.

For a while there, it was as if I caught a glimpse of the Lotus that she never shared with anyone else.

She was in her own world, and I was lucky enough to have a peek.

When she asked me to walk her home, I had to reel in my excitement. It didn’t mean anything yet. Maybe she just wanted to be escorted back to her apartment because she didn’t want to walk alone. Totally valid. But what if she wanted something more?

My mouth opened to ask questions when I looked over at her, but the serenity in the silence between us felt more comforting.

I held my tongue and walked beside her, letting my hand relax at my side.

When our hands brushed gently against each other, I wondered if she, too, felt that spark between us.

Just as I worked up the courage to take her hand, Lotus stopped before the dreaded gate to her apartment.

She looked around idly, and the only thought in my head was how much I wanted her. I needed to kiss every inch of her until she’d melt into me. I craved a closeness from her that I wasn’t sure even sex could satisfy .

I just didn’t know what thoughts were churning in her head. Could she tell how much life she breathed back into me?

“Dinner was lovely. Truly. And so was the walk…” Lotus spoke first and reached to take my hand in hers. I was putty in her grasp, melting at the mere sensation of her soft skin against mine. “I’m really glad you asked me to come out tonight.”

“I’m glad you had a—”

“Silas, I would really like it if you came upstairs with me.”

Fuck. I loved when she told me what she wanted. I wondered how much more I could get out of those plump lips before I left her swollen with need and unable to utter coherent sentences. Hmm, a challenge.

“Oh?” I asked, my grin growing more wicked by the second.

“Please,” her lips parted slowly, earning me a glimpse of her cheeky fangs that couldn’t help revealing themselves. With them peeking out from under her lip, I turned to prowl forward until her back was against the gate door.

“And what would you like for us to do upstairs?”

Her breath hitched, hitting my collarbone.

I had to squeeze my eyes shut, to retain my control over the situation.

It was up to Lotus to decide how far she wanted this to go.

This would only happen if she really wanted it to.

The urge to forfeit the verbal foreplay was strong, especially once I felt Lotus take my hand again.

She dragged it up the side of her body until she settled it just under her breasts.

With the cutout on her dress, I was able to sneak a feel of her naked flesh. No makeup, no fabric—perfection.

“What we didn’t get to finish at the bookstore,” she uttered and turned to open the gate while still holding my hand securely in hers.

I followed her into the building and up the stairs while I chained my thoughts together.

Lotus was bringing me inside to finish what we started in the bookstore.

As we made it up the two flights of stairs, I realized I would now be able to see where Lotus Evans disappeared to whenever we parted ways.

The apartment was small, but the space was definitely hers.

Dark emerald walls made the living space feel warm and lived in.

Thick gold ornamental frames covered one wall.

Most of them were filled with art, but none of them had any pictures of Lotus or her friends.

I could imagine Lotus spending hours picking out each print that she hung up.

It was a peek into what she admired, what brought her joy.

While I wanted to get lost in my fantasies, the real thing was better.

I watched the woman I adored walk past me to the kitchen that was visible from where I was standing.

She stopped and leaned against the granite island.

“This is nice,” I said before closing the distance between us in a few strides across the room. “My imagination certainly didn’t do this space justice.”

Lotus blinked, putting her hands between us to rest her palms against my chest. Her slender fingers trailed up and around, exploring through the thin fabric of my shirt. “You imagined what my home looked like?”

“Well, I had to come up with something when I thought about all the filthy things I wanted to do to you otherwise it would just be your body against a blank canvas.” My confession slipped out and I watched her shudder.

There was no sugar-coating it, not when my cock was strained against my zipper, making every second spent not kissing her fucking torture.

Lotus inviting me upstairs had me begging for any sign that I would finally be able to taste her, so I could put my fantasies to rest and get a taste of the real thing.

“I… I thought of you, too,” she whispered, pulling me in closer to her until our chests were flush .

I groaned as her body shuddered again, this time with my cock hard and pressing against her stomach.

Could she feel what she was doing to me?

The thought of Lotus pleasuring herself to thoughts of me pulled a growl from deep in my throat.

And while more words could have been exchanged, the only sounds I wanted coming out of her mouth for the next few hours were my name and declarations of her pleasure.

In my mind, I was already laying out the blueprint of how I would unravel her.

Every movement, every delicate touch was part of a dance.

Listening and feeling for her body's responses started with my hand reaching down to her sides to lift her onto the kitchen island she was pressed up against.

The soft gasp when her milky flesh smacked against the counter had me biting down on my bottom lip.

My eyes traveled over her body, stopping at her chest where I found it already rising and falling erratically.

She must have felt the electricity between us, because I was buzzing for the imminent shock when I’d finally get a taste of the heat between her legs.

“I’ve been dying for a taste of you,” I breathed, my voice low and harsh.

When her eyes settled on my hands that gripped her knees, I watched her slowly spread her legs in invitation.

Under her dress that had been driving me wild since the moment I saw her that night, was a pair of perfectly sheer black lace panties—a little peek-a-boo of her pussy that I had every intention of worshipping.

“You knew I’d fuck you tonight, didn’t you? ”

Lotus leaned forward and gently ran her hands through my hair, tangling them in the thick curls. “I hoped.”

“Don’t you worry about a thing, sweetness.” I smirked, turning to press a kiss to her wrist. “You just let me know,” I breathed, letting my hands slither from her knees to her thighs that jerked at the initial touch. “When something feels good, I want you to tell me, understand?”

“Silas…”

“Understand?” I asked again, reaching the edge of her panties to find the sheer fabric already drenched.

“Lotus, honey, you need to tell me you understand because look how wet you already are.” I continued gliding my finger over the wet fabric while I gripped one side of her hip tight. “Is that all for me?”

Lotus nodded. “I-I understand. It’s all for you.”

My smile grew wide, fangs on proud display as I quickly yanked her closer to the edge of the island by the hips. When I finally got down to my knees, her pussy was laid out for me like dessert on a platter.

The sweet hum of her slow-beating heart, her very being mixed with her arousal was already driving me crazy.

She looked divine. She smelled like woman mixed with hints of something floral and my mouth was watering.

As much as I wanted to take my time and have her begging me to touch her, I had to do it. I had to taste her now.

Her panties were pulled down her legs quickly and thrown to the side.

They were keeping me from the one meal I’ve been craving.

I pushed the hem of the black dress further up, so Lotus could grip my hair or shoulders—whatever she needed—when I finally buried my face between her legs.

Keeping my grip on her thighs, I ran my tongue flat against her slit before moving to part her lips.

Fucking magic—the first taste and my head was spinning.

“Oh!” Lotus gasped, slapping her hand on the counter.

I smiled against her chilled pussy and continued lapping up her arousal like it would quench a thirst I didn’t even know I had.

I had one taste of her and I needed more.

I couldn’t get enough. Lotus bucked her hips against my face and I obeyed, licking and sucking on her clit, already swollen and begging for my teasing touches.

The moment my cool breath hit it and I grazed my fangs over the apex of her thighs, she shot her hand into my hair and moaned.

“Yes, yes, that feels so good. Please, please don’t stop.”

And I didn’t want to. Something flared in me as I continued kissing and licking and grazing my teeth against her skin over and over.

What would she taste like if I bit down?

What would she taste like if she were truly mine?

Feeding on humans while fucking was common, but doing the same thing to vampires was a step beyond—it was a claiming, like our masters did to us when they turned us.

The thought crept forward and lingered on my tongue in languid licks that parted her for me.

Her soft and breathy moans guided my tongue to flick, lick, and suck on every inch of her pussy till I felt her give my hair another tug.

Oh, she loved that. Lotus threw her head back and whimpered, but I didn’t let up, pulling her closer to lift her legs over my shoulders.

I was going to have this woman come on my tongue.

The sounds she was making—this woman who was giving into her own pleasure.

It was pure sensuality. How had I gone this long without her, without the taste of her on my lips?

I wanted to hear her delicious moans every day as I made her come.

I needed to know that it was me who was giving her this pleasure.

I slid one finger into her and growled at the feel of her opening to me.

With concentrated pressure on her clit, I slid in a second finger only to feel Lotus writhe around me.

I was already imagining what her tight inner walls would feel like around my cock that was fighting to be set free from the confines of my pants.

Fuck, if she continued to moan my name like that, I’d finish before I’d even get the chance.

“Oh, Lo,” I groaned against her thigh. “I can feel you clenching around my fingers. Are you going to come for me?”

“I am,” she panted. “Yes—ah! ”

My rhythm continued in time with her whimpers, thrusting deeper to ride the wave of her climax as her pussy clenched tight around my fingers. She was delicious.

When her body grew limp, I brought her legs down from my shoulders to stand and finally drink in the longing in her eyes.

I didn’t think I could gaze upon anything more beautiful than her in that moment.

I gripped her face in my hands and kissed her, tipping her head back to drive my tongue inside her mouth, letting her taste herself.

As we kissed, my hips jerked at the feel of her hand rubbing the front of my jeans. I could hardly think straight. “You see what you do to me?” I breathed against her cheek, pressing damp kisses against her freckled cheeks.

Lotus smiled but remained quiet as she pressed her palms against my chest to push me back. She slowly slid off the island, moved away from me, and walked down the hall.

“Lo?” I swallowed hard, watching the curves of her ass sway into a dark room.

When I didn’t see the lights turn on, I swallowed hard and clenched my fists before calling out to her again. She didn’t ask me to follow, and I wasn’t about to overstep despite having my face buried in her cunt just minutes ago.

“Come, Silas,” she finally beckoned me, and I wasted no time walking down the hall.

The lights were still off in the room, but I could see Lotus’s body outlined beside a bed as the soft scratches of a vinyl on a record player teased my ears.

Just moments ago she was moaning my name and now she stood rigid.

Did something happen between her coming on my tongue and her walk to what I assumed was her bedroom ?

I noticed the small table lamp on the nightstand and moved past her to turn the light on, but before I could tug on the string, Lotus gripped my wrist tightly.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, my tone pleading for how I could help her.

“Please, just wait.”