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We continued to ravage each other; messy, bloody, full of lust and hunger.
I was furious, and she met me with her hate. We took each other, aggressive, hard, each fighting for dominance as our moans entwined. Our bond strengthened as she pulled more of me into her body.
I dragged myself away, if only to gain some sense of control. “How does it taste, Red?”
My blood dripped from her fangs, exotic in the dim light of the dungeon.
“Disgusting,” she said, her lips twisting, cutting off her heavy breaths.
“If it’s so foul, why are you panting like a bitch in heat?”
She looked so gorgeous with my blood filling her mouth, dyeing that pale skin with my marks.
“A starving person will eat anything, no matter how vile.”
I snarled, pulling back from her, keeping her arms pinned to the wall.
My hand left her breast, digging into her deep red locks and gripping her so hard that her head thrust back, her chin rising. The clash of my hate for her kind and my lust for her ripped a growl from me.
She was the reason we had to flee to the Black Forest and hide like criminals instead of living as equals in the Midnight Castle; she was the reason my cousin and friends were dead, and here she was, writhing like a whore all because I gave her a taste of me.
It was my blood that was spreading a blush over her cheeks, causing her frenzy, and the hungry moan rumbling in her chest. Her rapid heartbeats, the smell of her arousal, and her short breaths all stirred the pride of my wolf and inflamed me.
Her mouth was still open, blood smeared across her chin as she watched me through the blindfold, that slash of red cloth reminding me why she was here.
Her energy curled through our bond, her amusement clear from the hitch of her lips.
I bent my head over her, my mouth already pooling with fresh blood. I could feel myself healing, and I didn’t want to miss this chance.
I lowered my jaw, blood dripping from me, falling heavy through the air and splashing over her face from above. It dropped into her mouth, running down her cheeks, and she lapped it up like a greedy slut.
“Tell me you want it, Red.”
I closed my mouth, cutting off her supply, and watched her hungrily lick my blood from her lips. Her chest rose and fell, her thighs pressed together as she tried to push herself up, get closer to me.
“Do you want to feel more of my hot blood running down your throat?”
“Lucien.” Her voice was a whisper, but I heard it for what it was. Begging, pleading, wanting to taste me again.
And fuck if that didn’t make me harder.
I needed to give it to her. Her weak moan drove me crazy, and I bent, plunging into her mouth, doing everything I could to give her my blood. I let her fangs scrape my teeth, let her pierce me again as the hungry sounds of her drinking filled my ears.
We were connecting, her energy opening up to me, my fucking soul responded to her. I could feel her desire to be filled, and I wasn’t going to pass up the chance to feel her hot cunt clasp me desperately if I could hear her cry my name as well.
I released my grip on her hair, still pushing the chains against the wall, keeping our mouths fastened as my hand trailed over her collarbone, past her breasts, down her stomach to shuddering hips. Her legs spread, her pussy wet as my fingers found her entrance and, with anger as fresh as my blood, I pushed inside her.
Her whole body jolted, her hips thrusting upwards, her cry muffled against my blood-soaked lips.
Giving her no time to adjust, I pressed, my knuckles hitting the soft heat of her pussy as my fingers buried inside her. She moaned as I slowly fucked her.
I was too lost in her to realise what she was doing - until she struck. I cried out as she tore at my bottom lip, splitting it open, grabbing the flesh between her lips, and began to suck me dry.
She was fucking in me and around me and consuming me, my blood running for her, and my wolf howling with joy.
Her heat encased me. I lowered to rest on the back of my heels and I couldn’t stop the satisfied groan that rushed from me when her hips moved, urging me on.
Red could have every fucking drop of my blood if it meant I could be inside her like this. She could take my throat, bite my wrists, sink her fangs into my thighs, I didn’t care. As long as she didn’t stop the breathy gasps of pleasure each time I pulled out and thrust back into her, her mouth leaving my lips just to sigh before she found me again.
