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“I know, but I need a steady stream for this.”
His fangs descended once more and with a quick jab, he sliced open her finger. The sudden strike made her gasp, but she ignored the pain of the cut.
She slid her left hand down his arm and using her right forefinger, painted a slow line down the center of his forearm all the way to his wrist bone. Without Ian’s tongue to stop the bleeding, the cut flowed freely.
“Take some of this,” she said. “I want this to be right.” She held her forefinger up for him and he took it in his mouth, sucking once more. She didn’t stop him right away because she loved the look on his face, his eyes at half-mast, pupils dilated.
I need you, Regan.
She thought a clear intent would be best. I’m with you all the way.
He groaned softly. Tell me what to do. Is this enough of a mark?
She shook her head. “I’ll be making three on each arm, but I want to stop in between in order to keep the lines clean.”
She still held his arm as he nodded, then relinquished her finger. The blood flowed better because he’d suckled. As a vampire, he released chemicals when he drank to keep the body from healing the fang-wound until he was done.
She began the second mark, moving slowly down his arm. The line formed a slight angle to the original one. Once the line was complete, she stopped just as she’d said she would and had him suckle again. Each time, he got a hungry look in his eye which fed her own growing desire to be with him.
After a moment, she created the third line. When she was finished with his right arm, she repeated the process with his left.
When she was done, the same strange vibration flowed from her hand stronger than ever.
He stared at his arm. “I don’t recognize this vibration, Regan, do you?”
“No. It’s not familiar at all. But look at the lines. Sweet Goddess, what’s happening?”
Regan pulled his arm forward and peered at the stripes of blood. She’d expected them to melt, instead, they were transforming, shaping themselves into deep burgundy lines. “They look like tattoos.”
She had no idea if they were permanent or not, but her heart beat hard in her chest at the sight of them.
He caught her gaze. “You’ve marked me, Regan. Yet, somehow this has become more than just a simple warning to other mastyrs. And you’re dripping again.”
“What?”
He caught her finger in his hand and took it in his mouth.
“Oh,” she murmured softly. He needed to seal up the wound.
She felt knocked sideways by all of it, by the feel of the vibrations flowing between them yet centered on his arms, by the way he suckled, and because his forest-fern scent flowed over her now in heavy waves.
She felt his tongue touch the slice on her finger and the next moment, her skin knit together. She was relieved to have the sting gone, but at the same time, wished he would continue. She’d always loved it when Ian drank from her.
With the small wound sealed, he surprised her by pulling her into his arms and kissing her. And not a gentle pressure this time, but an invasion.
Sweet Goddess, how she loved his arms around her and his tongue in her mouth pulsing. For a good, long moment, she forgot everything, forgot the difficulties between them or that their enemy had a fortress in Camberlaune, no doubt preparing for invasion.
Instead, she allowed herself to savor Ian, the strength of his body, the sensual feel of his kiss, and his forest scent.
She could feel the markings on his arms as well, like another pair of arms, surrounding her, protecting her. But even as she experienced these things, she knew the marking bond wasn’t complete.
She drew back, holding onto both of his forearms. “We need to do something else.”
“Yes, we do.” He dipped down and tried to kiss her again, but she put a hand on his chest, chuckling softly. “Not that. I mean, yes, I want to be with you, but the marking bond isn’t complete.”
“What do you mean? It feels perfect.”
“Yes, it is. For you. But every fae sense I have tells me I need to do something else, something more.” She thought for a moment then she understood. “Oh, I see. Ian, you have to mark my arms in the same way I’ve marked yours, only using your blood this time. This will strengthen the shared vibration.”
