Chapter 30

GRACE

Haven was wrestling with my question. It was clear he craved my blood, but he was too kind to take it. I was still weak, and after last night's events, he wanted to protect me.

I longed for his touch. I ~needed~ his touch. I missed it, and I didn’t want him to treat me like I was fragile. I had cried, and he had comforted me, but that was over now.

“Haven, please,” I begged.

“Get in bed,” he commanded.

I obeyed, and he slid in behind me, pulling me close so my back was against his chest. His hands were gentle as they brushed my hair away from my neck.

He kissed it softly, and I shivered with anticipation. I wanted to feel good, and my hormones were in overdrive. I missed his touch more than I ever thought possible.

“I won’t take much, Grace. You’re too weak for a full feeding.”

His breath on my skin was enough to ignite a fire within me. I felt safer here with my vampire about to drink my blood than at a party full of humans. What was wrong with me?

Haven’s fangs pierced my skin, and the sharp pain was quickly replaced with a burning pleasure. I moaned as he drank my blood, and I felt his hardness against my back.

His briefs were containing him, but that wouldn’t stop me from touching him. It always felt so good.

I freed him from his briefs, and I started grinding against him. He growled low as he continued to drink my blood, intensifying the pressure building within me. One of his hands found my nipple, and he began to pinch and roll it.

“Haven...,” I moaned.

I felt him thrust against me, and I responded by grinding against him. His fingers on my nipple and my movements brought me to the edge, and I climaxed as he pinched me hard. I stroked him as I came, and it was enough to make him climax on my back.

He withdrew his fangs and licked the wound clean as usual. I was panting hard in his arms, but he seemed to be struggling even more than me.

“Damn, Grace. You taste too good,” he said, resting his forehead on my shoulder.

“I want more, Haven,” I told him, my voice breathy.

“You can’t handle more right now,” he replied, amused.

“I... We’ve never...” I was too embarrassed to say the words, but I knew I had to with Haven.

“Speak your mind, princess.”

“We’ve never done...anal.”

“You want to try that?” he asked, amused.

“I managed the plug, so...”

“Okay. Breakfast first, then we’ll go to the playroom.”

The sun was up, so I guess it was morning already.

“Thank you, Master.” I smiled at him.

“I told you that you deserved a reward, so if that’s what you want…” He chuckled.

I kissed him softly, and we moved to the bathroom to clean up. We had a quick breakfast in the kitchen, and then we went to the playroom.

Haven went to the closet and pulled out a large tarp, covering the bed with it. I wondered what it was for. He chuckled when he saw me looking.

“I don’t want to ruin the bed. I’ve used this when... Let’s just say I’ve shared a meal more than once. Not in this room, of course, but I found this...handy,” he explained. “Why aren’t you naked, Grace?”

I stripped off my clothes and knelt to wait for him. He got everything ready, and then he turned to me.

“On the bed, Grace. Face down, ass up.”

I did as he said, and I had to admit that when I was in this position, it usually meant good things for me. I felt him behind me, and soon a cool liquid was on my ass and pussy. I winced at the coldness of the gel, and Haven slapped my butt.

“Don’t move, Grace. It’s just lube.”

I blushed, remembering the time he put the plug inside me. He didn’t need lube with how turned on I was, but today, I needed it for what he had planned.

I felt his finger enter my butt, stretching me gently. It was different to feel him there, but his other hand was on my breasts. I felt my pussy throb, and my body heat up under his skilled touch.

“Good girl. Relax,” he said in a husky voice.

I followed his lead as he continued to touch me. He moved the hand that was on my breast to my clit, pinching it and making me whimper.

“Master...”

“Yes, love. Cum for Master.”

He rubbed my clit with his thumb, and I came. It was strange to feel his fingers continue to work my hole as I came, clutching the sheets.

“Very good, Grace,” he purred. “You’re stretched nicely. I’ll add some more lube, and I’ll go in slowly.”

I felt the cold gel again, but I was too lost in my afterglow to care. I felt Haven’s tip as he positioned himself behind me. He did as he promised, and he pushed slowly inside of me.

It felt different as my body tightened around him. He grunted but kept his pace slow, thrusting and rolling his hips to help me adjust to him. He had only put in the tip, but I tried to stay as still as I could.

“Damn, Grace,” he groaned. “How can you feel so good?”

He pushed slowly until I felt him completely inside. It was strange but not unpleasant. I wasn’t sure how to feel yet, but his hand moved to my clit and started rubbing again, making me gasp.

“Master,” I moaned.

He started thrusting slowly while working my clit, and I didn’t know where to focus, so I chose what brought me more pleasure. I leaned into the sensation, and I started really enjoying it. My body heated up, and I felt another orgasm approaching.

“Please, Master,” I pleaded.

“You enjoying this, Grace? Want me to make you climax again?” he rumbled.

“Yes, Master. Please,” I whimpered in response.

“That’s my girl. Let go for me.”

He stimulated my clit with fervor as he penetrated me, and I climaxed with a loud cry. I couldn’t keep my hips from grinding against him. It felt incredible.

“Oh, Master. Damn...”

“Watch your mouth, Grace.” He laughed lightly as he spanked my ass.

I whimpered as I felt him thrust deeper until he couldn’t resist my pulsating. He climaxed with a grunt, and we were both gasping for breath as he withdrew.

He kissed my ass, making me sigh in satisfaction before he let me lie down on the bed. He lay next to me and drew me into his arms. I nestled against his chest as he gently stroked my back.

“How are you feeling, darling?” he asked, his voice raspy.

“Good.” I sighed. “I needed that.”

“I’m so proud of you,” he said before planting a kiss on my forehead.

“You’re proud because I let you take my ass?” I laughed lightly.

“Don’t get smart,” he replied, clearly amused. “I’m proud that after what happened last night, you let me touch you and trusted me with your body to do something you’ve never done before.”

“That was my fault. I took a drink that wasn’t meant for me. I can only blame myself,” I confessed, burying my face in his chest. “I know that I can trust you to never intentionally hurt me, and even if you did, it wouldn’t be deliberate. That’s why I have the safe word.”

“It warms my heart that you trust me so much, sweetheart. Of course, I would never intentionally hurt you. I only want your pleasure and happiness. You’re safe with me—always.”

“I know, angel,” I said before kissing his jawline.

“Let’s go clean up. I had planned to celebrate your marking, but if you’d rather, we can stay in. I’ll cook dinner, and we can watch a movie.”

“No, I’m good.” I smiled at him. “I would love to celebrate my marking. I love the idea of staying in, but I don’t mind going out. Don’t change your plans for me.”

“Okay.” He returned my smile. “Then get ready. We’re dining out tonight.”

“Sounds perfect.”

We headed back to the bathroom to freshen up. I was excited to go out with him. It would be a nice distraction. He would keep me safe. My vampire was intimidating enough to keep everyone else at bay.