Delilah Devlin - My Immortal Knight 03 by All Knight Long

closed in on him.
    This is a dream! No more. And yet he knew he’d lived these minutes. Every
detail was too clear, the scents and sights too crisp for imagination.
    With dread weighing down his shoulders he waited for
them to pounce and tear at his flesh. He almost wished they’d go ahead and end
it. For then he’d awaken—as he always did.
    Instead, this time the sounds of the wolves grew faint
and the damp, dark street faded. His sluggish heart beat faster. He was waking
this time before they killed him.
    Joe felt the pleasant tug of something warm and
lusciously wet on his balls. His eyes opened only a slit to peer down at the
woman mouthing his sac. Lily! She’d chased his nightmare away.
    A shaft of light reflecting off the mirror above her
bureau struck her hair, igniting the golden strands in her hair like a halo and
glinting off the wire surrounding her glasses. The odd sight of her naked body
bobbing above his groin and her glasses slowly fogging had him suppressing a
smile.
    She tugged again, her tongue swirling over first one
ball then the other, and he noted that one hand rested lightly on the end of
his dick. He wished for a stronger grip, but guessed she was gauging his growth
by the way her hand squeezed first one side, then the other, and then her
finger measured the distance from the tip of his dick to his belly button.
    His professor certainly took her research seriously.
    So did his cock. He felt the blood rushing to his
loins, filling his staff with steely ardor.
    Regrettably, she released his balls. “Oh my!” Lily
slid her glasses down her nose to peer at him above her misty lenses.
    Joe carefully regulated the rise and fall of his chest
and kept his eyes slitted to see what she’d do next.
    Lily measured him from root to tip, using both hands,
palm to fingertip, palm to fingertip. When she finished, her lips pursed around
a silent whistle.
    “I suppose you’ll want to slip a scale beneath him
next,” he murmured.
    Lily screeched and rested her hand on her heaving
chest. Color flooded her stricken cheeks. “You could have told me you were
awake.”
    “And cut short the investigation? I did promise to
answer your questions.”
    She scowled at him above her glasses. “Shouldn’t you
be asleep?”
    “Shouldn’t you be up and about?”
    “I-I will be. I have plenty to keep me busy today—notes
to take, measurements to document.”
    Joe’s eyes narrowed. “You aren’t really thinking of
measuring more vampires’ cocks, are you?”
    “A single measurement does not a finding make,” she
said with a haughty tilt of her chin.
    “You know the only way you’ll get more statistics will
be by bringing them here, to your bedroom. Would you really take that kind of
risk?”
    “I did with you.”
    Joe shook his head, fighting fatigue. They needed to
get a few points straight. Lily was heading down a road for disaster. “What if
they want to take more than a bite from you? What if they kill you?”
    She shrugged. “Then I’d be resurrected as a vampire
and continue my research.”
    “You don’t really want that, Lily. Besides, your vamp
may not be interested in turning you. He could just leave you looking like
hamburger.”
    Lily grimaced, but her chin tilted higher. “Shouldn’t
you be sleeping?”
    “You woke me up—how do you expect me to go back to
sleep with this hard-on?”
    Lily licked her lips. “Since I’m responsible, I should
take care of it.” Her nonchalant tone didn’t fool him for a minute. A vein at
the base of her throat pulsed. “What would you like?” she asked as casually as
she might ask him how he liked his steak.
    Every red corpuscle roared toward his cock. He lifted
his hand toward her, palm up. “Climb aboard.”
    A shiver shook her breasts and her face tightened.
Lily laid her hand inside his and crawled over his hips, her slick cleft
leaving a trail of moisture along his rigid shaft.
    “Are you sore?”
    She blushed a fiery red. “I wish you’d