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I grab his pants and slide the zipper down, reaching in to pull out his cock, lacing my fingers around the thick girth. I wonder if it’s going to hurt as it slides inside me. I wonder if Sawyer will enjoy my body as much as I enjoy his. Because this is what I want. I don’t care where we are. The only thing that matters is we’re together.
I stretch my leg up, resting it on his chest, and use my strength to lift myself high enough to align my body to his, standing on my tiptoe. I’m not exactly perfectly aligned to him, but I can rub his tip between my legs to let him feel just how wet he makes me as I silently give him permission.
“Are you sure, Hayley?” Sawyer asks, his voice deepening with his desire. His muscles ripple as I slide my fingers up and down the length of the shaft.
“More than ever. Give me what I want. Take what you want.” I adjust him just enough to feel the pressure of his thick girth, ready to stretch me in a way that might make me sore for days. But I don’t care. I want to feel it for days. I want the reminder every time I take a step just how incredible Sawyer makes me feel.
Sawyer releases the sexiest growling noise from his throat, taking my words as a command. He shifts his fingers and digs them into my ass cheek, raising me up another foot while propping me against the wall. He glides into me, bowing his head down to watch our bodies connect. I moan at the sight and the sensation of my body adjusting to let him in.
Sawyer’s the biggest man I’ve ever been with on any sort of level, and I savor every second of it. I love his intimidating height and how he can tower over someone with enough threat to make them back down. I also love how small I feel in his arms and how safe and protective he is with me. He treats me as if I’m fragile and priceless. I don’t need to be tough with him. I like being able to have my guard down. I shouldn’t have to be tough in moments I feel safe.
Sawyer thrusts harder and faster, moaning every time he sinks deep inside me. I clutch onto him and lean my head back, devouring his affection every time he kisses me. Our eyes meet, and he locks me in his gaze. I smile at him through my panting, murmuring how amazing he feels. He graces me with a sexy look that smolders me deep to my soul. I feel as if I’m his perfect woman. His appreciation of me is so hot and heavy that it’s almost tangible.
With his free hand, he strums his thumb over my clit and plays with my body as if the melody of my breathy moans gets him off even more. He doesn’t stop massaging my clit until I orgasm again. I watch my body do something it has never done, and I squirt him. I gasp in surprise only to have Sawyer steal my breath away as he kisses me more intensely, gliding his tongue over mine and keeping me quiet as he rocks his body into me, the motion bouncing my back against the wall and scraping my skin. But I don’t care. I don’t care about anything except for him and the passion we share in this moment. With a soft moan against my mouth, Sawyer pulls out and cums on the wall beside us. Watching him gets me off even more, and I smile and cling to him. I know why he did it. He doesn’t know when we will get out of here to clean up, and his thoughtfulness gets me good. It keeps me going and craving more.
“Bite me. Drink from me. Get everything you need from me, Sawyer. Let me take care of you as amazingly as you protect me.” I kiss his earlobe and suck it into my mouth, nipping him gently.
“I’m fucking falling in love with you, Hayley. I want you to know that. No, that’s not right. I’m not really falling in love with you. I already love you. I want to destroy the world on your behalf. I will decimate everyone who tries to hurt you. That I promise you. I will do everything it takes to keep you safe.” Sawyer kisses down my throat, using his teeth to pull the strap off my shoulder. Sinking his fangs into my skin, he bites me so quickly that I don’t even feel the prick before his mouth molds over the puncture wounds, and he begins to suck.
My heart soars with his declaration. I never knew that I’d want someone to destroy anything on my behalf. I never expected I would crave to see him fuck someone up, to hurt someone all in my name. and I love it more than I should. I think I might love him more than I should. There’s always that constant hesitation lingering over me. Because I’ve seen love get destroyed in unimaginable ways. I know that my parents’ love was ruined. Love is something that has to be protected with everything in us to survive in our world. Can this last? Are we strong enough?
It doesn’t matter.
Nothing matters except that we are willing to fight. Sawyer, Monroe, and Knox proved they would do anything for me. No other vampire would face this kind of threat unless they were in it with their entire beings.
The edges of my vision shadow, and I comb my fingers into Sawyer’s hair as he continues to drink. My body tingles, and the wild hunger that nearly caused me to bite him earlier returns at full force. I don’t even realize I’m jerking my head toward his shoulder until it’s too late. I sink my teeth into his skin, biting him hard enough to break it open, sending blood flowing into my throat.
Sawyer grunts and releases me, his body awakening all over again as my bite turns him on. It’s not what I had expected. I never thought he would like it. But he does.
“You are so fucking sexy. It’s taking everything in me not to ravish you all over again. Your mouth excites me. Do you enjoy how I taste?” he asks, his voice all raspy and sexy.
I ease away from his skin. I can’t resist dragging my tongue across the blood once more. “You taste amazing. I’m so hungry for you. Starved.”
He chuckles and combs my hair from my face. “Is that so?”
I release a weird-ass growl from my throat and bare my teeth at him, jerking my mouth toward his throat next until I bite him. He inhales a sharp breath, and I moan as his blood fills my mouth and travels down to bloom tingles in my stomach.
“Damn. Hayley, your eyes...” The hitch in his voice startles me.
I jerk away, fear clutching my chest. His features shift from desire to confusion, and his eyes flick across mine as he stares at me as if he sees something different in me.
I cover my mouth with my hand. “I’m so sorry. I couldn’t help myself.
“I don’t understand. You’re not a vampire.” Sawyer reaches up and drags his thumb across my lip, smearing the blood staining my mouth. “Right? You don’t have fangs. You taste better than any donor. But your eyes...”
I inhale a deep breath and slowly exhale. Sawyer doesn’t put me down like I expect him to, but he does readjust my body so that I can lock my legs around his waist. Fixing his pants, he lowers us to the floor, allowing me to sit on his lap.
“Talk to me, Hayley. Please. When did this start?” Sawyer rubs his big hands up and down my spine, smoothing out my nerves the best he can.
I lick my lips and clear my throat. “I have something I need to tell you, but I don’t know how. I had no idea about any of this until Lawrence bit me with his venom on the way here. Alexander wasn’t just a cruel monster because I was his best performer. I’m not like other donors. He created me.”
Sawyer’s frown deepens as he tries to process my words. I can’t even process them myself. What I’m about to say is completely outlandish. Impossible. Insane. Yet, here I am, living proof that anything is possible.
“Have you ever heard of a dhampir?” I ask, keeping my voice low.
Sawyer’s eyes widen with shock. “What?”
“You do know.” I can tell. It’s written all over his face. And Lawrence might’ve been right. Because Sawyer almost looks afraid. Lawrence said that vampires fear us because we drink their blood.
