Virgins and Vampires: Blood Falls (The Blood Falls Book 3)
Virgins and Vampires: Chapter 42

The dinner table was crammed full. Everyone was there. Leena was back from the North with Atsila, Bethany brought Sun, Belynda brought Mai, and Ryddyck sat with Gigi. Kris made homemade pizzas that went perfectly with the beer Atsila brought down from the North.

Best of all, Cass and Bridge were smiling again.

It was one big, happy family.

Bo pushed back his chair and stood up, holding his beer in the air. “I want to make a quick toast. The days ahead look dark, but I’ve never been happier. Our family continues to grow in exciting new ways,” he nodded to Rhysa, Atsila, Sun, and then me, “and there’s no group I’d rather face the unknown with. Cheers.”

A chorus of agreement rose up around the table. My heart warmed to be specifically included by Bo, who was often one of the quieter and more aloof Wrens.

“One of the family,” Bridge cooed.

“Sisters for real now,” Cass agreed.

Kris slid his arm around me and squeezed as he kissed the top of my head. “Mine.”

Bridge scowled. “Not yours. She’s not property.”

“One day, pixie,” Kris replied, smooth as can be, “you’ll understand exactly what I mean.”

She wrinkled her nose and glanced at me. “Seriously?”

I shrugged, not saying one way or the other.

She gagged. “Gross. Love is gross. I’m sticking to casual forever. Or at least until long after the war.”

“Casual has its perks,” Kris agreed, “but it can’t compete with love.”

“Awwww,” Cass clasped her hands under her chin. “I’m so happy for you both.”

Suddenly something went pop! followed by a lot of laughter and clanking. Rhysa and Dray poured out glasses of champagne while Gigi and Leena ferried them to the table.

This time it was Dray who did the toasting. “Times are moving fast these days. Doesn’t leave a whole lot of time for formality of celebrating, but we can’t let this go by without at least acknowledging it. Kris,” he raised his glass, “Rhiannon, we’re all so happy to see you in love and couldn’t be happier to have you join our family. We apologize for the chaos, but you must already love us for it or we would have run you off years ago. To Kris and Rain.”

I blushed scarlet red as one Wren after another came over to hug us and say congratulations. The attention was so focused that for the first time in ages it overwhelmed me. Not long after the champagne was gone Kris said goodnight and whisked me back home.

“Did you have a good time with the twins?”

“I did.”

“What did you talk about?”

“Our kinks.”

Kris spit out his water. “What now?”

“Bridge has been really weird and we finally got the reason out of her. It lead to a discussion on sex. We agreed that you do not exist during such discussions. In fact, I have sex with a male named King Arthur, therefore we can talk about sex lives freely.”

“That’s messed up. Please don’t tell me anything about my sisters’ sex lives.”

I ran my hands over his chest. “Don’t worry. I won’t. But…you like to call me princess. I think the title of King Arthur fits quite nicely.”

He gripped my waist. “And what kinks did you share, princess?”

“Oh, just how King Arthur is in charge and how much I enjoy it when he tells me what to do.”

“Lift your skirt for me.”

With my gaze locked with his, I reached down and gathered the long skirt up, up, up. “And how hot it is when he tells me I have to do something difficult.”

“Give me the stone.”

I unclenched my inner muscles and let Kris remove the orb he’d filled me with all night. “Like this? Was it hard to keep still?”

“So hard. Especially when you had it moving inside me while everyone ate. I had to be so careful.” Just before everyone got back, when Bridge and Cass went up to their rooms to freshen up, Kris took me into the cellar and lifted my skirt, bending me over the table.

“It’s only linked to me. You have no control over it,” he whispered. “And you can’t leave the dining room all night.”

It had been a hell of a dinner. I was hot and bothered the whole time and had to hide an orgasm by singing the praises of my pizza slice.

“Now let’s see. You were just like this.” He turned me and bent me over our dining room table. He set the orb beside me. “So you should be more than ready for me.” In a single thrust he filled me. “So good, princess. I knew you could do it.”

I did a dance in my head.

“So I’m your king, huh?” He pressed even deeper, forcing me to take all of him.

“Definitely.”

“And you follow all my commands?”

“Always.” Fuck, it was fun to play like this.

“Make yourself come. Just like this. I like to watch you all needy and desperate.”

He had me pinned to the table with his hips. His cock buried thick and long inside me. I couldn’t move my hips or reach my clit. No friction. Just pressure.

Kris did love making me work for it. But then he always gave me such a nice reward when I pleased him. So I needed to please him.

I gyrated my hips just a little to see how still he intended to keep me.

“Need something, princess?”

“Touch me.”

“I can’t. Not until you come on my cock.” He teased. Oh, how he teased!

Wiggling only helped a little. Especially when he put his hand on the small of my back to keep me from moving too much. His cock sat heavy inside me, hot and hard—the biggest tease of all. The things it could make me feel when it moved! Only now it was completely still, filling me up but going nowhere.

I hitched my shirt up over my breasts, enjoying the cool relief on my nipples when I pressed them into the table. The only tool I had left at my disposal was my mind. I reached out to the energy in the room and brought it to my command.

“There it is,” Kris said.

I brought the energy down, stimulating my clits, moving over my skin to tease my nipples, move inside my ass. It surrounded Kris’s cock and balls, massaging. It made him thicken even more. His cock stretched my core as the electric energy moved down his shaft and over my nerves.

“Yes. That’s it. Fuck us both.”

My psychic energy tightened around his balls, squeezing before traveling along to his ass. He moaned as his whole body lit up like mine. It felt like space was folding in on us, twisting us and pressing the pleasure together until we both burst. My muscles clenched around his shaft as he spilled inside me.

Then he carried me to bed. We stripped away the last of our clothes, desperate to touch each other. Kris wound up on his back while I climbed over him. “Excellent, I really wanted to see you.” He threaded his fingers through mine. “You’re just so beautiful and I’m so happy and I don’t want to miss watching you come apart.”

“Wish granted.” I opened my mind fully and let us combine in every way possible: physically, emotionally, and mentally. His thoughts became mine, and mine became his. There was no Kris or Rain, only one perfect melding of two souls into one.

This was the life I always wanted. One day we’d have to fight to protect it, and we’d fight it together, but for now, there was no greater gift than to truly enjoy what we had with every ounce of gratitude we possessed, in our perfect little house in a perfect pocket of quiet where we could be ourselves, separately and together.