He felt her desperation, which matched his own.

The time had come. I’m going to fuck you while I do it, do you understand?

She nodded, panting.

He moved in tight to her body, holding his cock and looking down at her sex. He pushed against her opening.

Her back arched and she cried out.

She was wet, streaming for him, so that with another thrust he slid inside and pushed to the hilt. He leaned forward and wrapped each of his arms around the chains that were manacled to her wrists. He pulled the upper half of her body a few inches off the table, rolling his hips and thrusting deep. She held her head up, her lips parted, small gasps escaping her mouth.

But he needed more.

He let go of the chains, and she eased back against the table. He split into two parts, as he’d done earlier, only this time his secondary self levitated to the side of the table and positioned his cock against her lips.

He wanted both sensations and he wanted her filled with him, subjugated in just this way. This was how he wanted to come, how he wanted to bring her again.

Suck me again, Claire. You’re going to take this with your mouth and your pussy at the same time. Now do just as I say.

“Unh.” That low sound of hers that expressed her desire, made him rock his primary hips.

His secondary self groaned as he slid his cock deep inside her mouth.

He loved this part of being a powerful vampire, of being able to separate into two selves. But he never thought he’d be doing it with a woman, a human, chained down on a table.

Her body moved beneath his, writhing, her hips slamming back into his. He was so ready, needing to come as he watched his cock go in and out of her mouth. He looked down and watched the same thing low as he thrust inside her. A threesome, with only two of them.

I’m so close, Lucian.

His double-chain vibrated with her excitement.

She moved her hand to the exposed side of her neck. She was just able to maneuver close enough to rub a finger down her throat.

He slapped it out of the way. “Do as I say, Claire.”

She eyed him while she sucked his cock. She let her tongue drift over the tip so that his secondary self thrust in hard.

His balls tingled.

Her soft brown eyes dared him.

He smiled and began to thrust into her faster. He shifted to the side of her throat and bit deep then began to take from her.

Claire.

His hips pistoned now, the cock in her mouth moving faster.

He sucked her blood, taking this woman who had dared him to bite her. He drank and fucked, taking her hard.

But he felt her response, potent with desire and passion, ecstasy rising in Claire, hotter and hotter.

He was a hard missile now, in her body and in her mouth.

His balls tightened, sending a thrill up through his groin in anticipation of what he was about to give her, the release he’d experience.

His Ancestral power, so new to him, sent him into overdrive. He pummeled, pushed, and thrust. He sucked down her blood. At the same time, she writhed beneath him, groaning heavily, her mouth still working his cock, all the chains jangling.

Let me wrap my legs around you, please Lucian. Please.

The plaintive, begging sound gave him more pleasure. You may.

The chains gave her just enough latitude that her legs wrapped around the tops of his thighs.

Let me touch you with my hands. Please.

You may.

But it wasn’t just her hands; she dug her nails into his shoulders. The unexpected sensation brought his release. He let go of her neck and roared. His cock jerked as pleasure shot through him, hitting every goddamn nerve in both his primary and secondary selves. His mind spun and his body shook.

His essence went two places at once, and he watched her swallow what he gave her.

But he wasn’t done.

He drew out of her mouth and re-formed, becoming one vampire again, all the while keeping his hips working her in quick, deep thrusts, his hands holding her hips, his cock still firm.

She looked up at him, her eyes dark with passion. He felt how tight she was, how wet. He knew he’d be able to come again, something he’d only done with Claire.

Do you want more, Claire.

Yes, God yes. Please, master.

He grew tight once more and the small of his back tensed. His hips moved like lightning and Claire arched and screamed, throwing her head back, the chains jangling and hitting his ass.

Watching her orgasm, knowing he’d put her there, filled him with a profound sense of power.

He roared yet again as he came this time, deep guttural vampire sounds of dominance and control. He fell on her and bit her again, on the other side of her neck this time.

Yes, Lucian.

He kept pummeling into her and she kept clawing at him and crying out. He felt every orgasm he gave her, repeatedly, one after the other. Sometimes he came with her, sometimes he just wanted to watch her shout and cry out.

Only when he felt a familiar human weariness come over her did he finally slow it down, resting his cock inside her.

She lay panting, eyes closed, the chains quiet at last.

With his hands resting on the sides of the platform, he felt satiated in a way he’d never before experienced. He felt good and whole, especially knowing that he’d brought Claire so much pleasure.

She opened her eyes to mere slits. He felt her exhaustion, which would soon pass, because he also felt her streaming his vampire power and growing stronger because of it. Her voice came out hushed. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”

He stared down at her, amazed by the connection he felt to her. “I don’t know. You amaze me, Claire. This was astounding.”

He didn’t want to, but his internal clock knew they needed to get on with things, to clean up then head to Siberia.

But he didn’t want to leave the well of her body.

As he stared into her eyes, he felt his chest seize. At first he thought the blood-madness rolled again. But he quickly realized it was something else: One day, probably really soon, he’d have to take this woman to Santa Fe.

She put her index finger between his brows, rubbing at his frown line. “What are we going to do?”

He shook his head. He understood her. They were both trapped by the chains that bound them. “Everything will be all right.”

Slowly, he withdrew from her, his chest once more feeling tight. He went about his business methodically, but he didn’t meet her gaze again as he unlocked each of the manacles. He then helped her to her feet, but she fell limp against him; if he hadn’t caught her she would have dropped to the floor in a heap.

He scowled. “You okay?”

But she looked up at him, laughing. “I’m better than okay. You softened my bones with so much pleasure. I think I might even have passed out once or twice.”

He smiled in return and ran his fingers through her beautiful auburn hair. He wanted to say something to her, but words wouldn’t come.

She put her hands on his face, as she often did. His body stilled for her, waiting, as he looked into her light-brown eyes.

“I loved every minute of this experience.”

He nodded, searching her eyes. “I did, too.” He put a hand over his heart. “I feel better than I have in decades. Hell, maybe even centuries, and I have you to thank for that.”

“I feel the same way.”

“But you’re leaving.”

“I am.”

He nodded. “How about we gather up our clothes and get back to our suite.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Claire sat on the side of the bed, her legs and arms crossed. She’d insisted that Lucian shower first because she’d need more time in the bathroom and she didn’t want him waiting around for her, especially if Rumy needed him. Men were quick in the shower, and she wanted to wash her hair and strip off all the makeup.