He recalled how much she’d despised him in the beginning; he couldn’t push her away by accidentally biting her now. He couldnotlose her.
When his fangs scraped her lip, a rush of pleasure swept through Elena. For a second, she was sure he was going to feed on her, and she was shocked to realize she would have welcomed it.
Her mind churned with that realization as her gaze settled on his vibrant white-blue eyes. For the first time, the ravenous gleam in his eyes had nothing to do with her body and everything to do with herblood.
He was thirsty, and it washerblood he craved. She knew they kept him well supplied with blood here, but it wasn’t enough. She could see that in the lines pinching his mouth and eyes as they latched onto the vein in her neck before darting away.
It should repulse her, but the idea of connecting with him in such a way caused excitement to race through her veins. When she went to kiss him again, he turned his head away.
“I don’t have much control,” he warned in a gruff voice distorted by his fangs.
“I don’t want you to have any.”
When he looked at her again, Elena saw the confusion in his eyes as she stroked his face. She lifted her hips to let him slide most of the way out of her before ever so slowly taking him back into her. His fingers clamped on her hips, and his fangs glistened in the moonlight streaming through the windows.
“You don’t know what you’re asking for,” he said.
“I’m not asking you for anything,” she said. “I’m telling you totakefrom me.”
Logan’s heart leapt in excitement, and his gaze latched on to the vein pulsing in her neck. But he maintained the last threads of control he had as he restrained himself from biting her.
“Once won’t be enough,” he told her.
“When has it ever been?”
Lifting a hand from his chest, she brushed her hair aside to give him a better view of her neck.
“Elena—”
“I can handle this, Logan.”
She didn’t know this would only accelerate his need to claim her as his mate; he did. And because of that, he should resist. But his control was unraveling like yarn from a dropped ball.
He’d never considered himself a weak man until it came to her. She was his kryptonite, but he welcomed the weakness she represented with every fiber of his being.
Unable to resist anymore, he tenderly claimed her lips before leaving a trail of kisses across her chin, jaw, and over the delicate curve of her neck. When his mouth settled over her vein, the wild beat of her pulse was like a coyote’s howl on a summer night; just like all the other coyotes couldn’t resist answering the call of the first, he couldn’t resist the thrum of her blood.
There was so much power in it, and it was about to behis.
Sinking his fangs into her throat, he nearly came as the hot rush of her blood filled his mouth. Much like the woman, her blood was sweet and tangy and so strong. It filled him with a rush of power that swept his veins, flooded his muscles, and consumed him.
She was unlike anything he’d ever tasted before, and he would never taste anything so wonderful again. The demon part of him screamed with joy as it feasted on its mate, but he knew he’d either signed his death certificate or paved the way toward a new life for them.
He hoped she didn’t come to hate him because it was only a matter of time before he’d have to tell her what she was to him. And then he’d be forcing her into a decision she might not be ready to make.
Elena cried out as the ecstasy he experienced from feeding on her radiated across their connection and lit her soul with pure joy. Unable to hold back anymore, she gave herself over to the tension building inside her.
The intensity of her orgasm rocked her until she felt boneless and could do no more than slump against him as he plunged into her once more. She could barely breathe, barely think as his cock pulsed inside her and his seed filled her.
But even as she was coming back to earth and his fangs were retracting, she started moving her hips again. He didn’t stop her as the world faded away and it became the two of them again.
“I love you, Elena,” he whispered against her mouth.
Unexpected tears formed in her eyes, but she didn’t shed them. “I love you too.”
Chapter Thirty-Five
Screams wokethem a couple of hours later. Logan threw back the covers and jumped out of bed as the screams abruptly cut off, but shouts continued to resonate through the night.
