Grasping his shaft, Mike guided it to her entrance and rubbed against her as he bent his head to claim her mouth. Slick with longing, she parted for him as his head stretched her while he slid further into her. The tightness of her sheath enveloping him nearly caused him to spill as excitement hammered through his body, and a sense of rightness stole through him.
Mine, she’s all mine.
Mollie’s fingers dug into his back; she wiggled her hips as the size of him caused her some discomfort, but gradually she adjusted to the feel of him as he settled himself deep inside her. She expected him to start thrusting until he finished, but he remained unmoving as his hands caressed her face.
“Mollie,” he breathed before kissing her again.
Unprepared for him not to finish himself off and roll away, it took her a second to respond to his questing tongue while he remained unmoving within her. Then he pulled slowly out before sliding back into her. The delicious friction of the movement stoked her already hypersensitive body to higher levels of passion.
Her fingers entangled in his hair as she drew him closer and deepened the kiss. His canines extended against her lips, but they didn’t stir anxiety within her; instead, she found herself licking the tip of one fang.
When she wrapped her legs around his waist, the movement drew him deeper into her. She licked his fang again before nipping at his bottom lip and lifting her hips to meet his when he plunged into her.
Mike slammed his palms onto the ground to keep from embracing her, lifting her off the ground, and fucking her until she was too exhausted to move.Human! Human! Human!Never had he needed to remind himself he was with a mortal before, but all his restraint was spiraling away.
When her tongue grazed his fang, his restraint crumbled, and slipping his arms around her waist, he broke their kiss and lifted her off the ground. Mollie’s eyes flew open to meet his as lightning split the sky and a deluge of rain pounded the rocks over their heads.
Bracing his knees apart, Mike glanced at the ceiling to make sure her head wouldn’t hit it before guiding her body against his. Staring into her eyes, some of his control returned as she found and matched the demanding rhythm he set for her.
When her lids started to droop and her breaths came in pants, he knew he was pushing her toward climax again. Bending his head, he caught her nipple between his teeth and nipped at the bud.
Mollie’s fingers dug into his sweat-slickened back when his fangs scraped her flesh. She’d believed she would hate the sensation, there was nothing worse than a cat scratch or one from thorns, but she found herself craving more.
If you offer me your blood, I will gladly accept.His words from days ago returned to her. He was inside her, a part of her, yet she yearned formore. She didn’t understand it and thought maybe she’d lost her mind, but suddenly she had to know what it would feel like to have Mike taking her in more than one way.
She dropped her head to his and nuzzled his ear as she whispered, “I’m offering you my blood.”
For a second, he showed no reaction to her words, but then his hands dug into her flesh, and he lifted his head. His thick muscles vibrated beneath her palms, his breathing stopped, and his body stilled.
“What?” he asked, uncertain he’d heard her right.
“I’m offering you my blood. I want to know what it feels like to have you feed on me.”
Saliva rushed into his mouth at the idea of it, but he held back. “You’re weakened from not eating and drinking—”
“I’m fine, and you don’t have to take much, right?”
Right, but once he started, he might not be able to stop until he turned her. Mike was also afraid that tasting her would accelerate the mating bond and he’d become as crazed as Liam before his friend changed Sera.
When his gaze fell to her throat and the pulse of her vein, he realized it was already too late for him. Taking her tonight had pushed him closer to the edge, and the constant threat to her life would only unravel him further. Tasting her blood wouldn’t make him anymore crazed for her than he already was.
Mollie tilted her head to the side as Mike’s finger glided down the side of her neck. Her heart skipped a beat when he bent forward until his breath warmed her throat.
“If you don’t fight it, it will only hurt for a second,” he murmured. Mollie nodded as he cinched her hair in his hand and turned her head for better access.
She waited for him to strike, but his tongue traced over her skin as his body started moving again. Closing her eyes, Mollie lost herself to the pleasure he so easily stoked within her. She clasped his nape and clung to him as another orgasm built within her.
“Mike,” she whispered.
And then he struck. Mollie bit back a startled cry when his fangs pierced her flesh. She almost reeled back, but as swift as the pain came, it went. One second, it was there, and the next, happiness rose to fill her as she felt the first pull of her blood.
She should scream and fight against him, he was drainingherblood, yet she became more lost to him. She’d never been so connected to someone before—Mike was in every one of her cells as he became a part of her. Tears of joy burned her eyes as she gave herself over to him completely.
Mike knew she’d surrendered to him when her body slumped against his and her joy radiated through her blood. He’d been right, she tasted better than she smelled, and the second her blood hit his tongue, it flooded him with power.
Her body quickened against his as the muscles of her sheath gripped his dick more firmly. Turning her head into his neck, her small teeth bit down on his flesh to stifle the cry she released when she came apart in his arms. Unable to take it anymore, Mike withdrew from her and held her close as he found his release against her belly.
The heat of his semen branded her flesh as he cradled her to him and retracted his fangs. He’d said he wouldn’t spill in her, it was what she’d asked for, but she couldn’t help feeling oddly disappointed he didn’t finish inside her.
