And I pierce her throat, sinking them through her creamy skin.
She flinches beneath me, her body’s natural reaction to the pain, but I hold her firm, pinning her body to the bed. If she tries to wrench herself free, her skin will tear.
Almost there, I think, letting my venom flood her bloodstream.You’re doing so well.
I can feel the flow of her blood across the tips of my fangs, each beat of her heart so close to me that it might as well be my own.
And I feel the exact second the venom takes effect. Her body relaxes beneath mine, no longer fighting against the excruciating pain.
Around my cock, she gets wetter, and a soft breath leaves her lips, forming the sound of my name.
“Severin . . .”
And for the first time in a very, very long time, I draw blood from a live vein.
Maeve’s lifeblood courses into my mouth, slick and hot. It coats my tongue, sweeter and more delicious thaneven my wildest fantasies led me to believe. And beneath that taste is a hint of storm, of lightning ripping across the sky. It makes my hair stand on end, goose bumps dancing across my naked skin.
As I draw her blood into my mouth, I press my cock deep inside her, until she gasps, her breath fluttering over my shoulder. My body hungers for her even as her blood satiates the thirst I’ve been fighting since first exchanging heated words with her in my class that day.
I’ve dreamt of this moment, have touched myself to the thought of being buried inside her, my fangs in her throat and my cock stretching her wide.
And I can’t believe we’re here now, can’t believe she trusted me with this.
But she did.
I curl the fingers of one hand into the plush blankets, grounding myself, reminding myself that I have to be careful.
This isn’t a random feed in a darkened bar, messy and rushed and meaningless.
This is Maeve.
MyMaeve.
My storm.
And I’m going to treat her like the delicate, powerful, extraordinary being she is.
Chapter 34
Maeve
THE PAIN WAS EXCRUCIATING. WHEN Severin pierced my throat, my body flooded with agony. Everything inside me told me to fight for my life, to flail and writhe and scream. But his body pinned me to the mattress, held me firm. His jaws clamped down hard on my throat, unyielding.
Though it hurt, though it took everything in me not to cry out, I didn’t feel afraid.
Never afraid.
And when his venom took effect, everything changed.
Now, every nerve ending in my body simmers with electric heat, and I’m breathless, my body weightless as Severin thrusts into me. I’m so lost in this feeling that I can barely keep my ankles locked around his back.
His fangs are buried in my throat, a strong pressure that I know should hurt but no longer does. And I feel each draw of my blood into his mouth, him siphoning my essence away. The thought of him tasting me like this, tasting something no oneelse ever has, makes my pussy spasm around him, and I moan out a single word.
“Harder.”
An acquiescing growl rumbles through his chest into mine. He doesn’t break his grip on my throat as he begins to drive his cock into me harder, faster.
There’s still that feeling of weightlessness, like my body is wrapped in a cloud. Behind my eyelids, colors dance and swirl in watercolor spirals. And for a brief moment, I swear I can feel him beneath my skin, running through my veins, beyond just our bodies.
