Page 37 of Blood Sugar

Dragging my fingers through my hair to shove it back, I smirked at her. “No, my old employee started back up today. He can handle selling pastries by himself. So I have no responsibilities.”

A fang pressed into her lip, and I couldn’t help reaching for her. Her hand came up to meet mine, cradling my palm to her cheek.

“I suppose it’s time for that bite I owe you. And I’d like to return the favor from last night.”

“Not necessary,” I answered automatically. “None of this is a favor. No scorekeeping.”

“Still,” she said, sliding from her seat.

My heartbeat sped up, my pulse pounding in my throat, whooshing in my ears. Her little hand kept hold of mine, dragging me across the living room and back into my bedroom. She could do anything to me right now, demand anything, and I’d happily give it to her.

At the edge of the bed, she pulled me on top of her, her back hitting the mattress. With my other arm, I braced myself to keep some of my weight off of her.

Her legs opened and I nestled between them, the position wildly intimate. Sadie hooked her calves over the backs of my thighs, and I stared down at her, enraptured at the way she wrapped herself around me.

Her little smirk nearly undid me. Without thinking, I ground against her, groaning at the soft heat of her. Her back arched, her chin tipping up and baring her throat to me.

“Fuck, Sadie, I thought you were biting me,” I whispered hoarsely. “I’m tempted to sink my teeth into you.”

“Do it,” was her muttered reply.

Gladly.

Kissing her jaw, then her neck, I nibbled gently.

“More, Rowen, please,” she whined, her legs tightening around my hips.

Nearly delirious with the feel of her, I bit down on the side of her neck, applying just enough pressure to sting. She moaned, and my cock got impossibly harder.

Sadie was panting when I released her. She let out a soft little growl, and then pushed me to one side so we rolled on the bed. From her new position straddling me, she stared down at me and licked her lips, making her intention clear.

“Yes, baby, take what you want.”

My hands massaged her hips, guiding her as she rocked over me. Her lashes fluttered, and she reached for my face. Her fingers spanned my throat, turning my jaw to bare my neck to her. The way she took control was so hot, I couldn’t help thrusting up into her.

Her eyes glowed a soft magenta. “I’ve never fed from anyone like this before. Not in a bed, and never from the same person several times like this,” she admitted, her words running together as she eyed my neck.

I loved the way she looked at me like I was a big juicy steak.

Her lips skimmed my cheek and then my jaw, tracing the same path I’d done to her. Finally, she kissed over the spot she’d bitten me previously.

Anticipation coiled in every one of my muscles, wound so tightly. My grip on her hips held her against me, and the friction had my eyes rolling back in my head.

I couldn’t imagine being bitten while fucking her. It would be unbelievable. The image of her naked, stretched out under me, filled my mind as her teeth sank into my neck.

Instead of removing her fangs and sucking, she kept them embedded, letting her haze-inducing venom flow into me longer.

Warm, cozy feelings rushed through me. It felt like sinking into my bed right after changing the sheets, or coming home to find my favorite dinner. The feeling built, moving from comforting to intensely pleasurable. My breathing stuttered, my eyes squeezed shut, as sparks ran through my veins. My magic surged as she rocked her hips over me, finally pulling her fangs from my neck and drinking as my blood flowed.

It was too late. She’d dosed me way more than before, and I was wrapped up in the feel of her, the pure ecstasy of her body against mine, and these feelings of devotion that I’d been pushing aside.

There was no holding it back. Release rushed through me, and I moaned her name, unable to help myself as I ground against her. Her nails dug in, the pricks of pain heightening the pleasure ripping through me, tearing apart my consciousness, remaking me as something new just for her.

Her tongue dragged across my neck, sealing the bite, and I came back to myself.

“Okay, that’s never happened before,” she said, her cheeks deeply flushed.

Between gulps of air, I asked, “What?”