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His fingers met my clit. “Slow, Si. Take me slow, or it’s going to hurt.”
“Alright.” I lowered myself over him, and we groaned together when his tip finally entered me.
It was tight.
But he was wrong about it hurting. He felt incredible inside me.
I gave my body a second to adjust before I sank down further.
And further.
I was gasping for breath when he finally bottomed out.
One of his hands gripped my breast. The other had the top of my thigh, his thumb pressed against my clit.
“You feel so good,” I said, moving my hips just a little to drag myself closer to the edge as I got used to the feel of him inside me. The way he worked my clit while he filled me was insane. “So, so good.”
“You’re fucking surreal,” he gritted out. “This one’s going to be quick. We’ll take our time the second round.”
“Agreed.”
I swiveled my hips more.
He pressed hard against my clit, and I lost it.
My cries echoed through the room as I shattered on his cock, riding him hard. He snarled, losing control with me.
I dropped my head to his shoulder, panting through my pleasure. His chin landed on my head, his arms wrapped around me and holding me securely to his chest.
“Damn, I love the way you feel,” he said into my hair.
I couldn’t stop the stupid smile that curved my lips.
Or the warmth in my chest.
He stood up without letting go of me, and carried me into our room. “Careful, Sprinkles is on the bed.”
“I hate that cat,” I grumbled, and he laughed.
When we reached the bed—the actual one, not the mattress on the floor in the other corner—Beck lowered us both to the surface, with his body below mine. We were still intertwined, and neither of us had any desire to change that.
“We still have to talk about you feeding from me, Si,” he said, brushing a few loose strands of hair out of my eyes. His hair was still tied up, and I hadn’t gotten around to tugging it free yet.
“I know I have to drink your blood. There’s no way around that. I’m just nervous, because I’ve never bitten anyone before. Drinking from the vein sounds intimate.”
“And this isn’t intimate?” His voice was playful, and his gaze made it clear he was just teasing me.
“It is, which is why I was nervous about sex, too. But as addictive as sex is, it’s not anywhere near as binding as blood drinking.”
“Until there’s a baby involved.”
“That’s a very valid point.”
Beck chuckled, brushing his fingers through my hair again.
“Tell me all the reasons I should bite you,” I said, staring down at him.
His lips curved upward. “My blood was made for you. It’ll taste fucking incredible, and it’ll make the sex even better, from what I’ve heard.”
