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When she parted her lips, the powerful image of his cock sliding into her mouth had him shifting in his seat. His pants had shrunk like hell.
“I’m going to feed you, all right.” His voice had dropped an octave.
He watched her shudder as the soup-dripping bread went into her mouth. She closed her eyes again and once more moaned.
He leaned closer and drifted his fingers over the upper portion of her chest, running the tips along her clavicle. He travelled up her throat where he would soon sink his fangs.
Her breathing grew uneven.
“Keep eating, Holly.”
She nodded and opened her eyes. She broke off another piece, dipped it in the soup and fed him again. She met his gaze. “You need to keep eating, too. I want you strong.”
He growled softly. His fangs made an appearance.
“I want you wet.”
Chapter Nine
Holly stared at the tips of his fangs. They weren’t fully extended, so Rez could continue to eat.
He wanted her wet.
She was that and so much more. She’d made an extra supply of blood for him which had her heart feeling laden and her mind euphoric for what was to come. Her sex was so swollen, she could hardly sit still. If he pushed her on her back, right now, right here on her dining room floor, she wouldn’t have resisted.
She almost suggested it herself.
But a secondary and equally critical requirement existed. She needed sustenance and so did Rez, so she kept feeding him. He continued to tear off bits of bread as well, sopping up the soup and sliding them past her lips.
The wine was wonderful, too. Then again, all her senses seemed heightened. Was this because of Rez, or time-pathing with him? Or maybe her blood rose qualities had broadened her senses.
Rez kept touching her upper chest, her throat and her shoulders. It took her a moment to realize her left hand was glued to his leg and kept sweeping up and down his muscular thigh in a rhythmic pulse.
She didn’t try to curtail her physical reactions or expressions. The leather was soft beneath her hand, his warrior muscles rigid. Very much a cock experience.
She was in a profound state of tension. Pleasure flowed but her need to eat demanded as much of her as sex would in a matter of minutes.
From her peripheral, she watched Oregis emerge from the guest suite. He was adjusting his belt. She didn’t shift her attention away from Rez, however. She didn’t think she could.
Rez’s hand slid to the nape of her neck, a place of control. Her sex tightened as he pushed another bisque covered chunk of bread into her mouth. His fingertips were there. She caught them with her tongue and lips before he withdrew.
“So, I’ll be going.” Oregis was now in the foyer. “See you at full dark.”
Holly heard the door open and close. By then, she’d pushed another chunk of bread into Rez’s mouth as well as one of her fingers. She withdrew, but rimmed his lips.
He offered her more wine. She drank greedily and finished her glass.
He kept feeding her until her soup bowl was empty.
When they’d finished the entire meal, he rose to his feet then dipped own and picked her up. He carried her past the green shuttered windows overlooking the vast Tannisford forest. Her hand was in his hair.
Leading her into her master bedroom, he paused at the foot of the bed. He turned toward the wall where a wrought iron headboard served as the bottom frame for a huge amount of her paintings. Other paintings.
He didn’t say anything for a long moment. He didn’t move, either.
She was looking at the dimple in his chin, and thinking about using her tongue right there, until she realized he still hadn’t moved.
She lifted her gaze to his eyes. He looked stunned. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
