We stepped outside and my jaw dropped. I couldn't believe he'd rented a limo. Not the big, flashy party kind with track lighting, a bar and TV, this was a simple black stretch model with a glass partition between the driver and the back. There was a second seat facing us, but we both sat facing forward. As soon as the door shut behind the driver, Jack put his arm around me and pulled me against his side. He caught my hand in his and I laid my cheek against his shoulder.The restaurant he'd chosen was an exclusive one on the lakefront in downtown Chicago. The limo dropped us right at the entrance to the high-rise where we negotiated the revolving doors still hand in hand, cramming into one wedge and giggling like children. In the elevator, he helped me out of my simple wool jacket, tucking it over his arm and pulling my hand through his other elbow. When the doors opened, he escorted me up to the coat check and maitre d' without ever letting go of me. If for no other reason, I'd have b
Jack finished the dessert as I squirmed damply in my seat and gasped for breath. Thank goodness neither of us had a human's sensitivity to alcohol because we both guzzled the rest of our champagne."But...you didn't..." I began just before we stood to leave. Apparently Jack had taken care of the check in advance because there was nothing brought to the table."No worries," he said with a wink. We picked up my coat and he held it for me then we walked out to the car, arm in arm. "I'll get my turn in the limo."How had I forgotten the limo scene? As the driver closed the panel, I realized it was one-way glass. We could see him but he couldn't see us. Perfect. I slipped my coat off and tossed it onto the seat across from us while Jack did the same with his suit jacket. I loved the way his fine cotton shirt stretched over his broad chest and shoulders, and how even the conservative suit and tie didn't make him look quite civilized."I thought this would be better than more champagne."
I'd never spent the whole night in bed with someone before - Frederic had made me come to him, or he'd come to me, but he'd never spent the night nor allowed me to stay in his room. That would have implied an intimacy he would never have permitted. When I woke Monday morning with Jack's warm body pressed against my back, I thought at first I was still asleep and dreaming. His arm was anchored around my waist, holding me tight to his chest, and I could feel little prickles on my back and thighs from his chest and leg hair. That, I think, was the detail that finally convinced me I wasn't dreaming. Then I heard a sound like a grumpy bear and had to stifle a giggle. My werewolf lover snored.Well, it was nice to know he had some flaws. Once I got used to them, his snores were kind of endearing. I fluffed my pillow, wiggled my butt into a more comfortable position against his groin and went back to sleep.The next time I woke, it was to find myself flat on my back with Jack above me, rain
"You ready for more?"I knew if I said no he'd stop. That knowledge was so sweet, so liberating that I couldn't wait to move forward. "Fuck me there, Jack. Fill my ass with your cock.""Jesus!" He pulled his fingers out so quickly it almost stung then I heard the lube again and the slick sound of him slathering the gel on his sheathed cock. Moments later he was back, the blunt tip of his thick member nudging my rosebud sphincter. Very slowly he pushed inside as I pushed back against him. "God, this is tight. Feels. So. Fucking. Good."It stung, especially at first, but once the flare of the crown passed the entrance, it wasn't so bad. Then all I felt was the slow, smooth glide as he invaded me fully, until his hips were touching mine and his heavy balls pressed against my pussy.He held perfectly still, letting us both get accustomed to the sensation."Move," I whispered finally.He did. With exquisite care he pulled back until just the head of his penis was inside then just as c
"I can't believe you had all your windows UV treated in less than a week." Jack had sprung that surprise on me when I'd argued that I couldn't stay the next day for his family dinner. So here I was in his kitchen, watching him cook and waiting anxiously for his relatives to arrive. He'd poured me a glass of wine to ease my nerves, but I sat on a barstool at his kitchen counter like a cat perched on a precarious limb."My cousin Kevin runs a construction firm. March is a pretty slow month so he was able to get it done right away." He finished chopping an onion and tossed it into the stockpot simmering on the stove. "You want to tear up that bag of lettuce for the salad?"Okay, that was within my limited culinary skills. "What are you making?""Chicken paprikash. Good Eastern European food - kinda goes with the name Marczeski. My parents and grandparents are originally from Hungary and Poland. But other people will bring all kinds of food, so there'll be something for everyone."He'd
I knew lots of immortals had served in wars. There have always been a few humans who knew about us and were willing to make use of our special abilities. Most immortals were given special assignments rather than serving in the trenches since they couldn't afford to have humans see them regenerate if they were wounded. I was absolutely sure some of those "special assignments" had been pretty horrible. I picked up his hand and kissed it then changed the subject. "Your niece I met - she was actually your brother's granddaughter, wasn't she?""Yeah, the whole overlapping generations thing takes some getting used to, I guess. Mostly we just say cousin and ignore the details.""All these years I never knew there were immortals who lived like this," I told him. "Not always moving, changing identities, living alone. It's like I've been in a box for the last century.""Well, we do have to move and change identities now and then. The perils of being an immortal. But we have things set up so w
"Come on, there's got to be something you still want to try." Jack's voice was warm on my ear. "How about making love on the beach?""In Illinois, in March? Are you insane?" It was so easy to laugh and tease with Jack.He shrugged. "So we could go somewhere. Ever been to Hawaii? Or how about Greece - see the land of your ancestors?""Beach vacations for a vampire. Now there's a waste of money. I'd have to hide inside all day long.""So we rent a cabana. Spend all night out walking on the beach when no one else is around, spend all day in bed. I don't see a problem with that." Jack's straightforward take on life never failed to amaze me, but it also always made sense."Nothing more aggravating than a man who's always right," I warned him, flicking his hand with two of my fingers. Seize the day, Ari. "If you want to, we could go away for a few days. I haven't been back to the ocean in years." My brain was already thinking about how much sunscreen I'd need just for the flights - and
There was a knock on the door then and Jack strode over to open it. "Colin," he said as the other man stepped in. Colin Fergusson was of average build, but I could see that his smaller frame was still nothing but lean muscle. He wore a white T-shirt, jeans and a pair of scuffed cowboy boots, adding an inch or so to his moderate height."Jack." The two men clapped each other on the back then Colin turned to me and smiled. "Ariana. Nice to see you again." His warm hazel eyes ran up and down my frame with blatant approval."Here." Jack handed Colin a beer, taking the coat from the other man's arms to toss it over a chair. "Glad you were free tonight.""Me too."Jack came over and pulled me to my feet, wrapping an arm around my waist. Then he held out a hand to Colin, who stepped over to us as well. I watched the two men give each other a long, tender kiss, and wetness soaked my panties and jeans. The sight was almost unbelievably sexy as the two powerful males tangled lips and tongues