Page 21 of Patrick’s Seduction (Scanguards Vampires #19)

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D ressed in a large white T-shirt, and wearing only her bikini panties, Fallon snuggled against Patrick’s chest. Except for his boxer briefs, he was naked, his arm wrapped around her shoulder, the other hand on her hip. She could hear his heart beating rapidly, almost as if he’d done a sprint before coming to bed.

“I don’t know what Buffy gave me, but I’m feeling so much better,” Fallon said. “She’s a good doctor. I’m surprised, because she looks so young.”

“She has a lot of experience in Emergency Medicine. That’s really all that Scanguards’ medical center deals with.”

“I don’t understand why a security company needs a med center. Why not send people to the ER at San Francisco General?”

A soft breath blew against her temple before Patrick spoke again.

“With our kind of work, we get into tons of scrapes every day, and we don’t want to overwhelm the ERs in the city when we can treat our own people more efficiently ourselves. It’s actually cheaper for us to maintain our own medical center than to pay health insurance for our employees. And of course, any client who gets injured on our watch is treated there too.”

Surprised, she lifted her head to look at him. “About that. I mean… I’m your client, right, but I haven’t even signed a contract or paid you a retainer…”

He stroked his finger along her jawline. “Don’t worry about that.”

“But I have to pay Scanguards for all the work you’re doing for me. Or—” She hesitated.

He tipped her face up to look directly at her. “I hope you don’t think that you have to sleep with me so that I help you. You don’t.”

He dipped his face to hers. “You can change your mind any time you want. It won’t change anything about my commitment to keep you safe.”

She brushed her lips over his and kissed him gently. He responded to her in the same way but didn’t deepen the kiss. However, his hand on her hip slid lower and he cupped her ass, pressing her more tightly against his body.

He severed the kiss. “I suppose that means you won’t change your mind.”

“You probably think I’m easy, I mean because I’ve hopped into bed with you so quickly… Especially after what happened with Cameron. But I just feel safe with you. I don’t know why, because I don’t even know you…” And maybe she was making a mistake. She hoped not, but her judgment hadn’t exactly been stellar in the last few months.

“By the same token you must find me easy too,” he said, “because I made love to you within twenty-four hours of meeting you.”

She chuckled softly, appreciating his words. “If you put it that way.”

He hummed softly. “Tell me a little about yourself. What’s your research about?”

Surprised that he asked about her work, which Cameron had never shown any interest in, she said, “Aging. I’m trying to find the genes that make our cells age, to figure out how to switch them off to stall or slow aging.”

“So you think there might be a way for humans to stop aging?”

“I hope so. I mean, isn’t that what everybody wants? A fountain of youth?”

“What made you go into that field?”

“It was actually my grandmother who gave me that idea. As far back as I can remember she used to say If they don’t find something soon, then we’ll all die . When I asked her what she meant by that she told me that if the doctors can’t find anything to stop a person from aging, eventually we’ll die. And she didn’t want to die. She was such a fun-loving woman. She was the one who told me that even though her body was that of an old woman, inside it, she was still the young woman who loved adventures.”

She sighed at the memories of her grandmother. “She died a few years ago. When I saw her a few days before her passing, she told me to continue my research so that maybe for my generation, it wouldn’t be too late. I think she knew she was dying.”

“I’m sorry,” Patrick whispered and pressed a kiss to her temple. “My grandparents are long gone too. I actually never met them.”

“That’s sad. Having grandparents was such an important part of my childhood. I can’t imagine never having met them.”

“And the rest of your family? Where are they?”

“My parents live in Boston. Mom is still working for a charity, and my dad is an accountant for a big firm.”

“Do you have siblings?”

She shook her head. “No. You?”

Patrick laughed softly. “Yep, two. Both older than me. My brother is married and runs the Scanguards branch in New Orleans, and my sister is married too, and has a toddler. She works at Scanguards too, and her husband owns a nightclub, the Mezzanine. You might have heard of it?”

“Heard of it? It’s just about the hardest club to get into. That bouncer is totally intimidating!”

Patrick laughed a deep roaring laugh. “That bouncer is my brother-in-law, Orlando.”

“But I thought you said he owns the club.”

“He does. But he loves to control who gets into his club and who doesn’t. It’s a sport for him. I can put you on the permanent guest list for the club, and he’ll wave you right through.”

“Thank you, but I doubt I’ll be going to any clubs anytime soon. I’ve never liked to go to clubs on my own.”

Patrick slid his fingers under her chin to tilt her face up. “Then maybe I should accompany you.”

“I’d like that.” Her gaze dropped to his parted lips, and she inched closer until their lips touched.

When she kissed him this time, she felt her hunger for him reemerge. Her body felt normal again, the strange aches and pains from earlier completely gone. What remained was the sensation of awareness that spread to every cell of her body.

She caressed his chest while she shifted in his arms, intensifying the kiss. Patrick’s response was passionate, and she felt his heartbeat accelerate under her palm. It felt as if his body was awakening too. Sexual arousal charged through her body, and she slid her hand lower to his flat stomach, where her fingertips bumped against the waistband of his boxer briefs. She let her hand slide over the fabric until she encountered the hard outline of his cock. Before she could squeeze his erection, Patrick wrapped his hand around her wrist, stopping her.

He ripped his lips from hers, panting. “Fuck, Fallon. What happened to getting some rest?”

There was no anger in his words. Instead, he sounded like a man on the verge of surrender.

“We can rest later,” she murmured, ready to seduce him with all her feminine wiles to get what she wanted. And what she wanted was Patrick—his cock inside her, his arms around her, his lips devouring her.

His grip on her wrist loosened, and she squeezed his cock, wringing a strangled moan from his throat.

When he felt Fallon’s hand squeeze his cock, he gave up all resistance. Fuck, Fallon wanted him, and if she didn’t feel she needed rest, who was he to force her to sleep?

He tugged on her T-shirt, and pulled it over her head, an action that made her release his cock for a moment. When he tossed her T-shirt behind her, she was already freeing him of his boxer briefs. But before he could do the same with her bikini panties, she was lowering her head to his groin.

The realization of what she was about to do sent a spear of lust into his balls, tightening them, while his cock jerked, eager for her touch.

Fallon licked over the tip of his erection, causing a loud moan to rip from his throat.

“Fuck, baby!”

She gripped the base of his shaft with one hand, before she placed her lips around his cock and took him inside her warm and wet mouth. Her saliva turned the descent into a drive into pure paradise. She took him deep, her lips closing tightly around his sensitive flesh, sucking him like he was a popsicle about to melt in the hot sun. But he didn’t melt, didn’t shrink like an ice cream cone in the heat. Instead, he grew harder, his arousal reaching the stratosphere.

He reached for her, one hand on her nape, the other cupping one cheek, not to force her to take him deeper, but to be able to pull out of her mouth should the pleasure become too intense. His entire body felt as if he were floating, softness surrounding him, Fallon cradling him. Her touch was tender and all-consuming. His brain had long ago shut down, and he was now guided by his vampire instincts. His gums itched with the need to extend his fangs and drive them into the woman who made love to him, claiming her. But he pushed that particular desire away, focusing only on his sexual desire and the lust that was coursing through his veins now.

Fallon slid up and down on him, her tongue caressing the sensitive underside of his cock, her hand around his base adding to the intensity of her motions. When she suddenly touched his balls, cradling them in her other hand, he used both hands to push her back, making her release his erection.

“Stop!” he cried out and sat up.

With a sly glance, she looked at him. “Didn’t like it?”

Her smile told him that she knew full well what effect she had on him.

“Take off your panties, or I’ll rip them to shreds,” he ground out, barely able to hold on to his control now.

Fallon heeded his command and removed her last item of clothing, while he raked a hungry look over her body. Her breasts were firm with hard, dark nipples that were proof of her arousal. He pulled her onto him, her legs falling open to either side of his hips, her sex lining up with his groin. Without a word, he lifted her hips just high enough so he could adjust his cock to touch her nether lips. Warm wetness greeted him, and without losing a second, he thrust upwards, seating himself in her welcoming pussy.

Fallon gasped, staring at him in surprise. “Oh, God, you’re even bigger than earlier.”

“That’s ‘cause you sucked me,” he replied. “Damn, woman, you drive me insane with need.”

She put her arms around him and tilted her head to the side. He welcomed her invitation and took her lips with his, kissing her as she began to ride him. Not wanting her to tire too soon, he placed his hands on her hips to support her weight while she continued to set the rhythm.

The tempo of their lovemaking remained slow, and he appreciated it because he didn’t want it to end, despite his body craving to shoot his seed into her as if she was his and his alone. He knew he couldn’t make such a claim, not yet anyway. Fallon was still vulnerable, not ready to make a commitment, even though he was. He realized this with a start: he wanted her as his mate, the only woman he wanted to touch for the rest of his life. It hit him broadside, though he shouldn’t be surprised. After all, his vampire instinct had known it all along—from the very moment he’d first seen her—that she was destined to be his partner, his mate for life.

He understood so much now, understood what his siblings and his friends had gone through when they’d met their mate. He’d always wondered how they could know with such certainty who they were meant to be with. He knew it now, even though he was unable to describe the feeling, just like his siblings and friends had never been able to describe what happened in that moment.

Patrick ripped his lips from hers, severing the kiss. His eyes found hers, and he recognized the passion in them.

“Oh, baby,” he whispered, lifting one hand to brush his fingers over her cheek. He wanted to tell her about the feelings that he carried in his heart, the love that was growing there for her, but he knew he couldn’t. It would only frighten her and make her withdraw, because she would feel pressured to respond. And he didn’t want her to feel pressured.

“I love how you ride me,” he said instead. “Tell me what you need from me.”

Her lips parted with a sigh, her lids halfway closed. “You’re already giving me all I need. I’m so close.”

He dropped his hand to where their bodies were joined and found her clit.

“Oh, yes,” she whispered, her head tilting back.

The movement thrust her breasts toward him. He began to caress her clit with his finger, while he brought his face to her breasts, pulled one nipple into his mouth, and sucked her.

Fallon gasped and murmured something incomprehensible. Encouraged by her reaction, he scraped his teeth along the sensitive skin of her breast. His fangs extended involuntarily, and his cock spasmed, the lust too great to contain. Despite his efforts to suppress his vampire side, he couldn’t. Knowing there was no way back now, he licked her tit, coating it with his saliva, before he drove his fangs into her flesh.

Fallon cried out, her tight channel contracting around his cock as she climaxed. He tasted her blood in his mouth and swallowed the rich liquid, letting it coat his throat, while he shot his seed into her. Her blood tasted different from any human blood he’d ever had, and he’d tried all blood groups in his life. But Fallon’s was special, richer, with a flavor that made the vampire inside him roar like a beast. More waves of pleasure hit his cock as Fallon continued to climax. His bite was prolonging her orgasm, and he knew that she didn’t feel any pain, and wasn’t even aware that his fangs were lodged in her breast, the pleasure he was bestowing on her with his bite drowning out everything else.

As his orgasm subsided, he slowly retracted his fangs, and licked over the tiny incisions, making sure no blood remained on her skin. His saliva mended it to leave no evidence of his bite, before he lifted his head and looked at her.

Fallon’s lips were parted, her eyes half closed, her breath ragged, her body relaxing against him.

It took a few moments before she found her voice. “Oh, Patrick, that was… that was…” She blew out a breath.

“Good?” he asked with a grin.

She shook her head, a smile forming on her lips. “Not good. Not good at all. Just… wow… just amazing.”

His chest swelled with pride. She’d enjoyed his bite, even though she wasn’t even aware of it.

“You were amazing,” Patrick said. “And your lips on my cock. Damn it, just thinking about it makes me hard again.”

But he knew they both needed rest.

“We should sleep,” he said, lifting her off him gently.

As they slipped under the covers together, Patrick molded his front to her back, tucking her ass into the curve of his groin. His cock was rock-hard again, a result of Fallon’s blood. Unable to resist, he adjusted himself behind her, and drove his erection back inside her still wet pussy.

She gasped in surprise, but pressed herself closer to him, taking him deep inside. “I thought you wanted us to sleep.”

“I want you to sleep,” he corrected her. “You need it. Just ignore my hard-on. There’s nothing I can do right now to get it to relax.”

She giggled. “I know what’ll get it to relax.”

“Apart from THAT!” he said, chuckling. “You should sleep. I promise not to disturb you. Well, at least not much, unless you insist on me pulling out of you.”

She reached back to put her hand on his hip, drawing him toward her. “Stay inside me. It feels good.”

He moved back less than an inch and forward again, and Fallon sighed contentedly.

He would remain hard for hours, and it would only take a few shallow thrusts for him to find release again. He wrapped one arm around her, cupping her breast, caressing the spot where he’d bitten her. This wouldn’t be the last time he drank her blood. But next time, he wanted her to be fully aware of what he was doing, and still want it, want him.