Queens and Monsters: A Vampire Shifter Romance (The Blood Falls Book 1)

Dray pulled me to his chest, his hand moving into my hair. “All I want to think about for the next few hours is how fucking glad I am that you’re alive and well. After that, I can focus on reality.”

“Putting on your oxygen mask first?” His chest felt warm and like home. It was really, really nice.

“Absolutely. I’ve rested, I’ve eaten, and now I want you.”

A buzz started in my mind and quickly spread out over the surface of my skin. Need. His, specifically, alerting my body to wake up and get ready. “You’re sure?”

His lids lowered. “Trust me?”

As if that were a question. “Always.”

“Then give me your throat.” His hand found my hair again and yanked, just a little, exposing my neck. With a growl he sank into my skin, sucking.

The buzz roared into a sizzle. My breasts ached and my nipples strained, my hips ground against him. I found him instantly hard and ready, and the prospect of having him inside me again made the clothes between us seem impossibly problematic.

Why did we ever wear clothes?

Quicker than I expected, Dray released my throat and drew his sharp fang along my skin to the collar of my shirt, which he promptly shredded, exposing my bra. The vein in my breast bulged and Dray wasted no time sinking back into my skin to draw from it.

I cried out. He took me so fast that I felt the bite of his teeth and the first suck of blood into his mouth before the numbing pleasure took over. As he sucked he pulled the cups of my bra down and thumbed my nipples. The combination of sucking and plucking overwhelmed me, putting me in a special place where time and reality no longer existed. Only Dray’s mouth and cock. Everything else faded into a fuzzy blur. I saw nothing but Dray, heard nothing but his moans and the beat of his heart.

I ground harder against his erection, looking for more. A deep growl vibrated through his body into mine. He sucked even harder, pinched and rolled my nipples, while I clung to his shoulders, my head lolling backward as I surrendered completely to Dray. My body was his. My orgasms his to command and his to demand.

“Unzip me.” He said in my mind.

Somehow, I managed to balance well enough to free his cock. Not much. Just the head of his cock sprang from his jeans. But it was enough. With my skirt around my hips, all I needed to do was slide my panties to the side. My fingers glided over my wetness, dipping inside for more, then I swirled it over his head and down his seam before guiding him to my entrance.

He roared in pleasure against my skin, then licked away and stood up straight, spearing me in a single deep stroke.

“Of fuck!” I screamed out, his cock stretching me so wide, the sharp sensation causing my pussy to clench him hard and tight. I wrapped my legs around his hips.

“I want you in my mouth,” he moaned, licking his lips as he stared at my breasts. A moment later his mouth was on my left breast, sucking my nipple hard. My core squeezed him again. “So warm and wet,” he murmured as my nipple sprang free of his lips. “Ride me while I play.”

His eyes sparkled as I pressed up, his cock sliding inside me, and then slammed back down, taking him deep. “Bite me.” I didn’t want numbing. I wanted to feel.

Dray bared his teeth and slowly, oh so slowly, bit down on my right nipple until my fingers pulled on his hair, my hips reflexively grinding against him. With his hands on my bottom, he was able to hold me up and spread me wider, the way he wanted me, and began pumping up and in all while clamping my nipple in an electric vice. I looked down at my shredded shirt, my bra askew, my nipple pulled long between his teeth, and memorized the view. It was so sexual, so primal. I loved this about us. The instinctive need to have more and more, that it was never enough until we were both beyond satisfied.

He let my nipple go and looked up at me. “Drink. When you come I’ll give you a surprise.”

It was wild how much I got off on his little incentives. The promise of some sort of mystery prize was almost as pleasurable as his cock stretching me.

Almost.

And because I wanted my surprise, I craned down until my lips found his skin, licked and sucked, his powerful blood another jolt to my system. He pounded me from below with fast, deep strokes until I came.

When I finished moaning and convulsing I realized everything had changed. Where I was warm I was now cold, where it was only Dray’s heartbeat, I now heard sound, and when I opened my eyes there was no bedroom around us.

We were someplace new.

* * *

“Surprise,” he said as he picked me up off his cock and set me on my feet.

“Where are we?” It was a cave, maybe? It was dark and cool. Damp. To my left there was the backside of a waterfall.

“Blood Falls.” He tugged me toward the water. Near the very edge was a wooden platform and beside that, a cot. “This is our private bathing area. With everyone gone, I knew we’d be alone here.” He waved at the platform. “You can take a shower under the falls or take a nap to the roar. Or, in our case, fuck beside them.”

My pussy clenched every time he said “fuck.” My bared breasts hardened in the cool air. I began undressing. The shirt was easy since it was in shreds, and the skirt simply slid away. The shoes were the hardest part. By the time I was naked, Dray was too, his cock pointing straight out and bobbing for attention.

He stepped under the falls and groaned. The water rushed over him from head to toe. The cool water probably felt good to his sore muscles. Meanwhile I inspected the cozy little room. The bed was just big enough for two. It had faded older blankets with thick weaves, an uncomfortable looking pillow, but a sturdy looking base. I crawled up onto the bed and gripped the wooden frame, shaking it.

Yep, super sturdy.

When I looked over my shoulder, Dray had stepped back into the cave and was toweling off with a hungry look in his eyes. “Are you presenting your ass to me on purpose? Or do you like teasing me?”

I wiggled and grinned. “Come on over and find out.”

He sat on the edge of the bed. “You haven’t had enough yet. Come drink from me.” His desire obvious in the tone of his voice and the way he moved into a lying position, one arm behind his head.

I settled between his legs, finding the right spot, and sank my teeth into his inner thigh. Dray groaned, palming his own cock and stroking. “You have no idea how good it feels when you do that. When you take me there? I feel it here,” he cupped his balls, “and here,” he stroked his length. “All at once. Each draw, it’s like you’re touching me everywhere at once. It’s fucking incredible.”

If it felt like that with just my mouth drinking from his thigh, it might feel even better to actually touch him. So I took a tentative stroke up his thigh and lightly cupped his balls.

Dray shook, his breathing going wild, as I did so. “Fuck. Oh fuck.” I kept it slow and light to draw the pleasure out. Every muscle in his body tensed. “Touch yourself. Please?”

With my other hand I toyed with my nipple, circling and flicking, then pinching and rolling. Then I slid my hand along my belly, through my folds, and into my center. One hand on his cock, one hand inside myself. I swear some sort of electric or metaphysical connection snapped into place when I did that, sensations I couldn’t name surging from one hand to the other. Instinct took over and I stroked us both at the same time, in rhythm, with increasing speed and pressure until Dray came. I felt it in my palm and heard his groans mixed with mine as I came on my fingers.

I threw myself onto the bed before I fell over. In the chaos of pleasure I knew Dray was moving around, but it wasn’t until he spread my legs and pressed his erection against my stomach that I realized he was still there at all. Then he sank into my breast again, sucking. My whole body convulsed, my legs wrapping around his hips and my arms around his head.

“It’s…it’s the same for me, I think? When you drink there…” I shuddered as the pleasure spiked in my nipples with each suck of his mouth. My core clenched like a cock was inside it, but instead was empty.

He moaned and nodded, adjusting so his hands could come to my breasts again. This time he moved slowly and deliberately, palming my breasts first, kneading and appreciating. He lightly teased my nipples with the tips of his fingers until I writhed beneath him.

“Never stop!” I gasped. Never. I wanted to feel this good forever. In the distance I knew we were in a cave behind a waterfall. I could faintly hear the roar of the falls, feel the little sprays of water against my skin. But in my mind, I was floating in the sky surrounded by a thousand hands, all pleasing me at once.

With each circle of his fingers my mind went blanker, my pussy squeezed harder. When he scraped his nails across the tips of my nipples I could feel the tip of my clit tingle. I knew I was dripping with arousal, could feel the slickness between my legs, and that thought made me even hotter.

I almost cheered when Dray reared back, finding my folds. He slid his throbbing head through them and then into the wet heat of my entrance. He pressed in slowly, letting my arousal coat his thick length. Even after one orgasm, his invasion felt brand new. He stretched my channel inch by inch, reaching deeper inside me as he let the weight of his body do the work.

I tugged on his hair, my fingers still woven into his locks, grinding up against his hips. I watched as he drank from the throbbing vein that traced down my breast to my nipple, watched as his large fingers plucked at me, a thumb and index finger around each nipple, squeezing and pulling, all while he sucked, sending even more pleasure to each tip and down to my center, meeting his invading cock.

When I ground back into the bed, my rear clit lit on fire, when I pressed up against his hips, my other clit exploded in pleasure. While he fucked me, I fucked myself. A toy to both of us. Greedy and searching for even more. Dray smiled against my skin, letting one nipple go. He ran his palm over my skin, then slid it under my body, fingering my rear clit.

I gasped at the sudden change in sensation. He teased my nipple, sucked, fingered me, and thrust his cock until he was seated as deep as possible, all once. It was too much and just right.

I came hard. Every muscle tensed and released. Incredible pleasure washed over my skin. My core held his cock tight.

And then he flipped me over, pressed me forward on the bed until my hands rested on the frame, my breasts dangling down to the wood below. When Dray entered me from behind he took it even slower. “Tell my body what you want. Show it,” he murmured against my ear. He palmed my breasts again, circled my nipples until they tingled for more attention, then positioned me just over the wood frame so that I could pleasure myself from now on.

Meanwhile Dray took my hips in his hands and began to stroke into my channel. With each slow thrust, my breasts swayed and my nipples hit the wood, sending pleasure back through my body to Dray’s cock, my body commanding it to thicken and lengthen.

“Always wanting more, my greedy love.” He practically purred with appreciation, petting my rear clit and massaging the seam. “Fuck yes.” He reveled in his own pleasure. “Damn it feels good to mold to you. Fuck, my dick aches in the best way when it stretches for you.” He moaned low and long. “You want me thick today.”

It was true I loved it when he became so thick I felt a pinch of stretch with each stroke. But it was also true I wanted to feel him everywhere. If I could command him to touch me everywhere, fill me everywhere, I would do it. Splitting him in two was the most incredible thing I’d ever done or experienced.

“So greedy.” He pulled out and spread my cheeks before sinking into my ass. “You want me here too?”

So thick and warm, the sudden sensation change made everything flip and change, the pleasure multiplying as he pressed inside me again, his fingers massaging my rear clit. “I want you everywhere, Dray. Everywhere.”

“I can feel that. Your body begs in the best ways. It tells me you want my dick bigger, thicker, deeper. It shows me where you want me. I love that you love me inside you, Rhysa. I will fuck you all the time.”

He pulled out and slid back into my center. The new wave of pleasure bowled me over, my nipples swang against the wood.

“Harder? Well okay then.” He began pumping faster, deeper, making an impact as his body collided with mine. Sometimes he’d put a hand on me to keep me from bouncing away, but this time he let it happen, let my body spring forward, let my nipples swing wildly. “That’s right. Lots of cock in this pussy now. Fuck, you like it.”

I felt him grow even thicker and longer. I wasn’t even aware that I asked for it anymore. Everything was given over to lust and desire now. My body wanted what it wanted and I was just there to experience it. “Yes, Dray. Yes! More!”

He switched to my ass, fucking me faster and faster. My pussy ached to be filled, but my rear clit was on fire from having his enormous cock pounding against it. When I couldn’t stand it any longer I reached down and thrust three fingers inside, pressing the base of my palm against my clit. The orgasm that hit was so beautiful I passed out.

The last thing I remembered was Dray holding me up as he came with a roar.

I woke up with Dray staring at me. The falls still roared behind me. I wasn’t cold because I was covered in a blanket.

“You’re back.”

I must not have been out for long because Dray was still hard and enormous between us. “Sorry about that.”

“Never apologize for amazing sex.”

Why did I still tingle from head to toe? Why did my core clench and unclench? I couldn’t possibly…

“You’re not satisfied, my love.” Dray said, his eyes dark and focused. “We can’t go back until we finish.”

“No. There’s no way.” But without thinking I slipped my hand between my legs and massaged my folds. Greedy. Ready.

“Oh, there’s a way. It’s called being samhain. You have had some amazing pleasure, but you want more. And I want more. So more we will have.” He crawled over me, his cock bobbing as he moved.

I swallowed with what felt like a combination of anticipation and fear. How much more could I take? Or was that the human world swirling through my mind still? I knew samhain were very sexual. I knew their boundaries weren’t the same as the ones I was familiar with. I’d seen it all first hand, had experienced what I thought was impossible with Dray.

One day I’d get used to how much sex it took to satisfy the samhain libido.

He kissed each of my nipples. “I think…if I were a guessing man…you weren’t satisfied with the last orgasm because you took it for yourself. What my love wants…needs…is for me to give it to you.”

A shiver raced through me.

He was right.

Of course he was right.

“And…how do you plan to do that?”

His grin was almost feral. “You give yourself to me completely.” One hand slid up my arm to my wrist, moving it to the frame. “Hold on.” Then he did it to my other hand. “Don’t let go. Your body is mine. Your orgasm is mine. Understand?”

Every cell in my body tingled with anticipation. “I understand.”

One eyebrow arched. “Spread for me.”

I shamelessly bared myself to him.

“Still so wet for my dick. The way you want me is incredible, my love. Absolutely incredible.”

But he didn’t guide his cock to me. Instead he fingered me. Slow, petting strokes. Through my folds, around my clits, inside me. I was so thankful to let all my human worries go. No pregnancy scares, no diseases, nothing but pleasure, the way it should be. When he filled me I didn’t rock my hips the way I wanted to, instead letting Dray be completely in charge.

He kneed up, his legs around my hips, and plucked my nipples like an instrument, playing me, creating a song from cries and moans.

“Music to my ears,” he murmured. “Your pleasure calls to me, makes me feel powerful. It’s not just my dick that responds…it’s all of me. Your body, your desires, your needs, all of it brings me to my knees. It takes me over. There is nothing but pleasing you.” His fingers slid inside me again, spreading me, stretching me. And then it was his cock, one enormous inch at a time.

I did that. Somehow. Something in my body connected with his and together we worked together to create mind-altering pleasure. When he filled me, Dray bent over and clamped my nipple with his teeth and fingers.

“You are so full, Rhysa. So full of me. Let’s see if you want even more.” He rolled and tugged on me while rocking against my clit. He sucked in a breath as I felt him grow even larger, stretching me even more than he already was.

It. Was. Incredible.

Until he massaged my rear clit. Then everything skyrocketed. Especially when he ever so slowly drug the heavy weight of his erection out of my center and then pressed it to my ass. My body accepted his invasion like an excited host opening the door for an expected guest. He was so heavy now. The simple weight of his cock added another layer of pleasure as it pressed against my clit.

“Let’s see,” he mumbled, “we were just like this, my dick taking this sweet ass, hard, the way I like, when you shoved your greedy little fingers inside my pussy? Do I have that right?”

The way Dray took ownership of my body, that it was his pussy to fuck, was so hot. I groaned and nodded.

“I’m going to need to hear that out loud, Rhysa. Did you fuck yourself with your fingers?”

It took everything I had to find enough focus to reply. “Yes, Dray. I fucked myself with my fingers.”

“The ones wrapped around the wood of the bed now?”

I gripped the rough wood. “Yes, Dray. Those fingers.” It would be so easy to repeat my earlier choice. To let go and relieve the ache between my legs, force Dray to find a new and even more interesting way to satisfy me, but I didn’t because this was fun too.

“So, when I had my dick buried deep in your ass, fucking you good and hard the way you asked, you took those fingers and satisfied yourself instead of letting me?”

I swallowed down another moan as my body shook under his rapid thrusts. One, two, three, four, five, filling me with his enormous, heavy cock. “Yes. Yes, Dray. I satisfied myself while you fucked me.” Each word only made me hornier.

“And it wasn’t enough, was it?”

“No.” My core pulsed around nothing. It would like the weight.

“Do you know why?”

My clit ached for attention. “Because only you can satisfy me, Dray.” I could feel every cell in my nipples. They all craved to be touched, sucked, or pinched. Anything.

“This pussy is mine.” He grazed his fingers over my folds and entrance.

I started panting wildly. I couldn’t control it and didn’t want to. “If I want you to touch yourself, I tell you. Do you understand?” His hips kept cocking, kept surging forward, kept filling me up.

“Yes, Dray. No touching.” I knew this was a game. There weren’t really rules when it came to sex. At least not with us. In fact, we were more of a no rules at all kind of couple. But this game had us both so hot and bothered it was fun.

“Because this pussy is mine. I will fuck it when I want and I will give it an orgasm when I decide to.” He punctuated his sentence by thrusting his fingers inside me.

I arched off the bed, gripping the wood for leverage.

“I want you full of me and only me when you come. My dick in your ass, my fingers in your pussy, coming all over me.” He added a fourth finger, gliding up to his knuckles and back out. “So ready for me. Your body does the most incredible things for my dick, for my pleasure.”

It really was amazing how our bodies morphed in the name of physical pleasure. I loved it all and couldn’t wait to spend a lifetime exploring all the things I hadn’t even conceived of yet.

Dray pulled out and thrust into my center again, reminding me how big I had demanded he become. The sizzle of pleasure raced through us both, our bodies trembling as one. I was right. The weight changed things. He was big and thick, which was good, but the weight made it impossible to ignore that Dray filled me. It felt so good he changed positions and moved over me, fucked me hard, and thrust deep, filling me so full I could barely breathe.

“You did this. My body only does what you ask.” Then he lowered his lips to the vein in my breast, ran his fang along it again. “The same way you knew what to do when you drank from my thigh. We’re made for this.” He rocked his giant cock even deeper and then toyed with my nipples using the tip of his fang. He switched breasts and sucked from the other this time, finding a vein I didn’t even know I had.

I arched and cried out under his weight. His erection sliding inside me as my core muscles spasmed, looking for friction. He sat heavy inside me. With each draw of blood my pleasure spiraled higher.

Dray grabbed my legs and pulled them up, my knees near my ears, making me even tighter, his cock even bigger. Then he pulled back out and somehow managed to work his way back into my ass. I didn’t think it was possible, as big as he was now, but it seemed this was what I wanted, and so my body made it happen with the most exquisite pleasure possible. My hard nipples pressed against my thighs, sliding in the sweat, sending just enough pleasure through my body to make my empty core ache.

With one hand on the backs of my knees, Dray leaned away and pressed his fingers into my center, fucking it with short strokes before using his thumb to press into my clit. He found a rhythm of alternating strokes. His cock filled me and then his fingers. Occasionally his cock would fill my pussy, but mostly it was his three or four fingers. The pistoning motion almost became a song, one good sensation after another, until he paused, the head of his cock just barely inside me.

“You hear those falls?”

“I do.” I even turned to admire them for a moment. Then I gasped as Dray massaged inside me. It was just about the same sensation as having his cock inside me, but different.

Like when I had two Drays to satisfy me with their enormous cocks.

Dray swallowed hard. “I could play with you forever.”

“It’s a good thing we have forever to play, then.” I didn’t dwell on the reality of that statement, only the sentiment that I wanted to have all the sex with Dray. All of it.

The angle was incredibly awkward, but he somehow managed to resume his pistoning action. One cock in, one hand in, filling me beyond pleasure.

“Drink. Take. Find your satisfaction in me, Rhysa.” He held out his wrist and I understood I was allowed to move my hands to make this happen.

With my nipples against my thigh, Dray filling me completely, and now his skin against my lips, I began to feel my orgasm build. One level at a time. Pleasure followed by desire. Want before need. He fucked me harder and faster, the friction lighting my clits on fire.

“Yes. Take all of me, Rhysa. Take it all. I give everything to you.”

I sucked harder. His blood getting me high, my breasts almost swaying now from the power of his thrusts.

“This pussy is mine. This orgasm is mine.” He panted, eyes wild, shoulders straining from the effort. “Come for me, my love. Come all over me.” He cock slammed into me. His hand filled me. Then he did it at the same time. It was too much. It was just right.

I pulled away from his wrist “Again!” And then sank back in, tasting his warm blood and drinking it down.

He grunted. “So full. So beautiful. Get ready.” He reared back as I sucked against his skin. He thrust hard and deeper. The hardest yet. His fingers plunged as deep as his cock.

I came. I went to another Plane of existence. A place where there is no past or future. Only now. Only pleasure.

Dray pulled his fingers away and thrust into my pussy, claiming it all over again, wild with need now. His wrist fell away as I began to lose consciousness and his lips came down to my breast again, finding the vein and sucking as he found his own orgasm inside of mine.

The water was so cold, but so refreshing as I stood on the platform and washed away the last couple of hours. I felt refreshed. No, that wasn’t quite right. I felt powerful. Everything was in focus now. I knew exactly which steps came next and had no doubts about the path I carved out.

After toweling off I joined Dray in bed, dozing off to the sound of the falls. It was all mesmerizing. Like being on another planet. Here we were the only two people in the universe. There were no Houses, no obligations, no world-ending problems to tackle. Here I could pretend pleasure was the only thing that mattered.

Dray ran his fingers up my arm and back down again. “You’re not my enemy any longer.”

“That’s one good thing that came out of the mess.” Dots of water appeared on my skin. I liked the constant misting.

“But you’re still leaving me.”

The teasing in his voice made me smile a little. “Yes. Yes I am. I have a lot of growing up to do still and I think finishing my degree is a good place to start.”

He grunted under his breath. “You and Gigi. What is it the human world has that you enjoy so much?”

I thought of Gloria. Of all the plans I had before I knew who I was. “I could walk away from everything I knew, but that would be erasing a part of me. I came here, I learned about this life I never knew about, and now it’s time for me to return to my old life. To discover who I am. It will make me stronger in the end.”

Dray hummed agreement. “You are quite young,” he teased.

“Shut up, old man.”

That set him off. He laughed so hard I bounced off his chest and sat up, admiring the falls. Memories of the Grista, of the way the air felt different when our worlds began to fold together, flashed through my mind. “There’s nothing to do for now. I don’t know or understand anything about this ancient war or even the nuances of my own family history. Staying here…I wouldn’t be helpful.”

“Our destinies are still intertwined.”

“True.” My eyes unfocused as I stared at the falling water. “And I’ll be more useful if I finish school, find peace with who I was and who I am meant to be. I want to spend time—real quality time—with my mother and grandmother.”

He grunted with a hint of frustration. “That’s a lot of time.”

“We all need time, Dray.”

“I dislike time.”

His anticipation warmed me and I folded back into his arms. “For a man decades older than me, you sure are in a rush to make everything happen.”

“Exactly. I’ve waited long enough. I’m ready to have my female and my life.”

He wanted the Grista—Leena called them the Shadow Demons—to make their move. Dray wanted it all to begin so it could end. And while I understood why he wanted it to happen, I didn’t agree. I wasn’t ready. None of us were.