Page 21 of Blood Moon Bound

She lifted one of her thin shoulders and let it drop. “Perhaps ask Morgan or John or one of the other guards I’ve seen walking around outside?”

No, that wouldn’t do, not at all. I tugged her closer, gripped her narrow hips, and lifted her onto my lap, the monster taking control now. “If you fed from any of them, little one, if they let you feed from them… I’d kill them in a heartbeat. I’d tear out their throats, bleed them, dismember them, then incinerate them, understand?”

Delphine’s heart was thundering, her blood rushing through her veins as she stared at me in shock.

“Do you understand, Delphine?” I bit out, the bonded male in me needing her to say it. We might not be officially mated, but that didn’t mean anything to that part of me.

“Y-yes, I understand.”

She was trembling. I’d frightened her, but there was nothing I could do about that now. She needed to get used to the type of male I was, and better she sees the real me now. The last thing I needed was her forming any romantic ideas about me, ideas that would never come true.

Then her scent hit me. My little bride’s pussy was wet. My cock surged, close to punching through the front of my fucking trousers.

She squirmed and tried to get off me. “I just…I need to…”

I gripped her hips, stopping her. “Where are you going?”

“I’m not hungry anymore,” she said as her belly rumbled again.

She tried to pull away and I held her tighter, keeping her planted on my lap. “I scared you,” I said, and the fact that I sounded so fucking demonic probably wasn’t helping. “I’m capable of a lot of things, Delphine, but I will never hurt you.”

Her gaze stayed downcast. “I’m not scared.”

“No? Then what is it?” She still wouldn’t look at me. “Delphine?”

“Please, Constantine, let me go,” she whispered, a blush coloring her cheeks.

I took her chin in my hand and tilted her head back. “You need to feed.”

She squirmed again, trying to close her legs, sitting awkwardly on my lap. “Are you in pain?” Though, I didn’t sense it and I was positive I’d sense it if that’s what it was.

She shook her head and tried to squirm away again.

My patience ran out, and I tugged her close, not giving her any room. “Enough.”

She stilled.

Delphine needed to feed. I could still hear her stomach rumbling, and it was making me crazy. “Tell me what’s going on? Why you’re trying to get away from me?” I demanded.

She chewed her lip, her gaze everywhere but on me. “I can’t say.”

Her embarrassment was clear. “We’re bonded, there should be nothing you can’t tell me. I expect honesty, Delphine. I demand it.” No, I hadn’t earned that right, and I was taking advantage of her innocence, but I needed to know what was upsetting her, and I needed to know right the fuck now.

Her lips quivered and she nodded, looking miserable. “B-between my legs…it’s…” She choked out a pained sound. “It’s…damp and disgusting, and I don’t know what’s happening, and I’m trying not to…get it on you.”

It was my turn to go utterly still. Every time this female spoke, she put another crack in my armor. I took it for granted that she knew these things, when she knew nothing, definitely not about this.

She made a pained sound and tried to pull away again.

I didn’t let her move, not even an inch. “You’re wet because you’re aroused.”

Her expression didn’t change.

Jesus. “When you fed from me last time, you felt pleasure, yes?”

She nodded.

“What you experienced was an orgasm, you came. When you rubbed against me, it felt good and you got wet. Your body is designed that way. It’s natural, normal, it’s what’s supposed to happen.”