KANE's POV
"You're beautiful," Juliet says as she reaches up and touches my face. I don't flinch or shy away from her touch. Instead, I lean into it.
I close my eyes as her delicate hand caresses me, and it's unlike anything I've felt in a century. It's hard to recall the time before the change, but I don't think anything in my life could compare to her touch. I've been hiding for so long, but since the moment she walked into my home all of my walls have been crumbling. Suddenly I've got eternity in front of me and I want her by my side.
I need to explain to her what I am and the life that she'll have if she stays with me. But I can already feel our bond connecting, and no matter what I'd say to her it would be painful for her to walk away from me. I could stop now and force her to go, but eventually, we would end up this way. Juliet was destined for me, and there is no stopping it.
"I wish I were better for you. That I was somehow whole." I wish that I were human too, but then again, would I have this connection to her if I were just a man? Can it only be this powerful because I'm a vampire? I can't imagine feeling so strongly for anything as I do for her, and no matter what form she is in, she will always be the one.
"You've hidden your face from me this whole time, but when I look at you all I see is the man I want. How is that possible?"
"Our souls were connected in the stars long before you were born, my love."
I pull her close to me and carry her to the bed. When I place her down on it I take off my suit jacket and dress shirt. I lean forward and place my lips softly against hers, and I feel her hands on my bare chest. How many times did I try to dream of who my mate would be? I certainly never thought it would be a human, but here she sits, more beautiful than my imagination could conjure.
"I've never done this before," she whispers as I kiss my way down her neck.
"Neither have I," I say, grabbing the hem of her sweatshirt and pulling it off of her.
She doesn't have a bra on underneath, and her pink-tipped breasts are bare before me. My teeth ache to taste her, but I push the feeling down and summon all my control.
"Lie back on the bed, my sweet Juliet."
She does as I ask, and I gently pull her leggings off her. When those are gone I run my fingers along the lace of her panties before I slip them over her hips and toss them on the floor.
I stand back and look at the innocent virgin before me. Her hands twitch to cover her naked body, but I hold my hand out to stop her.
"Let me look at you," I whisper as I take in every inch. I've waited for this moment for so long I don't want to rush it. Even if I just got into bed with her now and slept, it would be the perfect night. To just feel her against me. It's a foreign want after trying to keep everyone at bay to suddenly want someone so close.
"I need you," she calls to me, and I can't deny her.
I slip off my pants and briefs before I climb onto the bed naked with her. My hands shake as I touch her feet and then slide my palms up her calves and thighs. A trail of heat follows every touch, and it's as if I'm softly branding her as mine. Or maybe this is how mates feel when they touch? I've never met a couple, so I don't know. But the times of hiding away in this mansion are over. Now I feel an urge to go out and see the world. See all the things I've been missing because I was too worried about what I looked like. Juliet's hands on me make me feel wanted and loved.
"I've waited for you for so long," I whisper as I kiss the inside of her thigh, and she spreads her knees.
The scent of roses is strongest here. I use my fingers to spread her pussy lips and then press my nose against her pink flower before I run my tongue between her glistening folds. She tastes sweeter than I had anticipated, and her sugary nectar melts on my tongue. My hands go under her ass and I lift her as my mouth begins to love every inch of her.
"Kane, oh god, what are you doing?" she moans as her hands dig into my hair.
"I want to mark you," I growl as the urge becomes stronger. She's mine, and I want to have her in every way. I turn my head to the tender skin in the crease where she's so delicate. I run my teeth along the edge there, and then my tongue. "Just a small taste," I whisper.
"Please," Juliet begs as she rolls her hips upward to reach my mouth.
Her untouched skin is so tender that when I lean down, all I have to do is barely touch her with my teeth and I leave a tiny scratch. She flinches only slightly before raising her hips once again and offering herself to me. The tiny red bead is calling to me, and I lean forward to swipe it away with my tongue. When the flavor hits my mouth, my eyes roll to the back of my head and it takes my breath away. It's like someone has given me a shot of adrenaline and I lean forward to have another taste.
My finger slips inside her pussy as I bite down just a little harder so that I can taste more of her. The sweetness is overwhelming, and her pussy is so tight. I can feel her virginity as I slide them in and out of her. I wonder what her virgin blood will taste like? Will it be different there?
"More," she moans when I take my mouth away from the cut and lick her clit. The taste of her pussy and her blood combined is enough to make my cock unbearably hard.
I give her one last lick before I slide up her body and press my cock to her opening. "You're mine," I say to her before I thrust into her wetness and sink my cock deep.
I feel her nails on my back and she cries out. I kiss her softly before my mouth moves down to her breasts and I begin to suck her nipple. She's so tight, but her body is becoming entwined with mine. I can feel all of her emotions as if they were my own now. I can sense that she isn't in pain and isn't scared, but excited and yearning for more. She likes the feel of me in her and likes my mouth on her nipple. When I graze my teeth along the underside of her breast, she is at the height of her anticipation. I realize we are sharing thoughts and feelings because I've tasted her blood and now we are connected.
I slip free of her body and slide back down. She begins to tell me to stop, but I quiet her.
"Shhh. Just a taste." I run my tongue between her folds and into her pussy.
I can taste a hint of her blood, and it's like a drug to me. When I've had my fill and she is on the edge of release, I move back up her body and slide my cock into her. She's wrapped around me tightly as I hold myself deep. I want to thrust in and out of her, but I don't want to leave her warmth.
"Make love to me," she whispers as she looks up at me with so much devotion.
Slowly I pull out and then rock back into her. She moans and closes her eyes as she's lost in the sensation. My lips go to her neck and I pinch her nipples. She's everywhere around me, and the only thing I can smell is her sweet scent. She's invaded every part of me, but it's not enough. I will never have my fill of her.
"My beauty," I say as I look down at her perfection. "You were made for me."
Her legs tighten around me and her pussy grips my cock. "I'm close."
My hand leaves her breast and trails down to her stomach, where I rest my hand on her belly. Could I get her pregnant? This isn't something I know anything about. I don't want to think of the possibility in case it's something we can't have. But as I watch my cock disappear inside of her, the only thing I can think about is cumming into her womb.
I let my thumb slip lower and onto her clit. The slick pad of my finger presses against it, and that's all it takes for her back to arch and for her to scream my name. The sound echoes through the room, and I feel my own body tighten in response. Pure instinct is telling me I have to cum now, and I can't hold back a second longer.
My cock swells inside her and I grunt as I hold myself deep and release. Her pussy grips me and demands I give her more. I do as she commands, and my body feels like it's being drained. There is so much cum that it spills out around my cock and down her ass onto the bed.
"Fuck!" I bellow as my knees become weak and I nearly collapse on top of her.
Before I lose all my strength, I roll us over so that Juliet is on top of me and I'm still buried deep inside of her. My cock is still hard and I thrust up because I can't stop making love to her. My body might have just been drained, but it's already recovering and demanding more.
"Again?" Juliet looks at me with wide eyes as she sits up and feels my length as hard as before. Her hips rock back and forth a few times, and she moans in spite of herself.
"We're only getting started, my love," I say as I grab her round hips and sink deeper.