Being mated makes everything feel deeper, more connected.
You not only go through your own emotions, but you feel your fated also.
“Thorin,” she whimpers.
“You know blood play?” I feel her nod. “Have you done it before?”
Her eyes widen a fraction, making me pause and look up at her.
“Only what I went through, but they fed from me; I never fed from them.” Her voice is low, hesitant.
Gone is the feisty woman ready to please me.
Anger rolls through me, but it is not aimed at her.
“What happened to you was not blood play. That was fucking rape.” I move closer, so we are almost nose to nose. “What we have is so much more. I see the darkness in you, baby, but it is a good darkness that matches my own. I was just too stupid to see it.”
“Show me.”
“I will show you how good it can be. You want to stop, you say red; tell me you understand.”
“I understand.”
“Good girl,” I praise her, flicking the tip of the blade across her skin, making her gasp and moan at the same time.
Blood beads at the little cut I gave her. My need for her skyrockets at the scent of her sweet, sweet blood. Lowering my head, I smooth my tongue over the crimson droplets.
She sets off a frenzy in me, and my fangs slip down. I need more of her, so I suck, withdrawing more blood from her.
Her hands cup the back of my head, keeping me attached to her.
“Oh God, that feels good.”
Pulling away, I move down her body, intent on doing what I told her I would. Reaching between her legs, I see her glistening pink pussy, ripe for the eating and oh, fuck, do I plan on eating.
Lying on my stomach, I spread her thighs wider. The scent of her arousal hits my senses, and my cock throbs. Not wanting to wait any longer to have her pussy juices on my tongue, I dive in.
Swiping my tongue over her cunt, I drag her juices up to her clit.
“Oh God. Yes,” she groans deep in her throat.
Her fists clench at the sheets, and her thighs try to close, but I hold her open as I feast on her. She tastes so fucking good, something I will never get tired of.
There. Right, there,” she cries out.
I feel her clit coil tightly as she comes on my tongue. Keeping my tongue lashing at her, I draw out every ounce of her climax until her body sags into the bed.
Smiling up her body, I nip the inside of her thigh, making her yelp.
“Again?”
“I can’t. I have never come twice in one night before,” she pants, looking down her body at me.
“You have never been with me before.”
She goes to say something but thinks better of it. I know she was going to smart off about it being my fault, but I am glad that she did not drag that shit up considering the position we are in right now.
“You will come again while I taste that delicious blood of yours, baby.”
