Page 22 of The Awakening


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I don’t know if it’s the feral look he gives me or my inability to control myself around him but one thing I do know is that it’s time. David’s been insanely patient, never pushing me out of my comfort zone. Without a doubt, I know he’s the one and he more than deserves the gift I’d held onto this long.

“David, I’m ready,” I say, shaking like a leaf though I don’t doubt my decision.

“Amor, are you sure?” he asks, gently running his hand along the side of my face.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything.”

“I want to make sure we’re both in agreement. This is an important step for both of us. We’ll be bonded and you’ll bear my scent,” he informs me.

“Your scent? Like as in…I don’t even know what that means.” Would I smell like sweat? His cologne? Both of which would wash off.

“My scent would only be picked up by other vampires. You’d be marked as mine. It would be a warning to other predators to stay away,” he explains. “This is a big step, one I’m ready for but you need to be as well. There’s no turning back from this.”

I consider his words though only momentarily. This whole marking thing has dog pissing on your leg all over it, but it sounds like as a big deal in his world as losing my virginity is in mine. “David, you’re the one.”

He knows the question before I ask it. “I’ve been waiting for you as well, Amor. You’re the only one for me.” How we never had this conversation before I will never know, but I’m glad we did now.

“Oh, David.” I’m at a loss for words. This beautiful, emotional moment finally comes to fruition. Those three words sit on the tip of my tongue. Before I can overthink it he scoops me up and whisks me away to the bedroom.

Slowly he undresses me as though unwrapping a delicate gift to be cherished. David glances up, our eyes meet, and my cheeks heat. I’ve been naked in front of him many times but this is far more intimate.

“You’re beautiful, Jess.” He removes his clothes and lies down beside me, pressing his lips to mine. I swear, I could come just from kissing him. I’ll test that theory someday, though now is not the time. The cold of his touch against my heated skin is a warm welcome. Soothing, yet sharp. His fingers glide along my flesh like a tickle, a choreographed dance of erotic fantasy that lights me on fire from the inside.

David slides between my legs, licking his way up my thighs. I grind against him, seeking penetration of any kind—tongue, fingers, cock—any part of him. When his tongue slides between the folds I moan and arch up. Devilishly forked is how I’d describe it as he flicks my clit while simultaneously orally pleasuring me.

“David, please,” I beg. “Need you.”

He lies atop me, his tongue sliding between my lips. Tasting myself on him is like an aphrodisiac. I can feel his cock as he presses inside, his lips never leaving mine, doing their best to hold my focus. He meets with the barrier, the one that makes me a woman, and stops and stares down at me.

Our gazes locked, he pushes forward and I feel the slight discomfort as the skin breaks.

It’s done, there’s no turning back now.

“David! Condom!” I freeze.

“No need. I can’t get you pregnant,” he says and I wonder how many women have heard that line through the years then nine month’s later never sleep again. “Jess, you’re a human. Vampires cannot impregnate humans.”

Oh, ha. I feel like such a fool panicking in such a perfect moment. David nips the sweet spot on my neck, right below my ear, then sucks. I don’t know how he does it but I’m right back to writhing beneath him.

“God, David,” I moan and cant my hips, needing to feel him deeper. Locking our fingers together, he raises my hands above my head and pounds harder, faster.

“Jess, fuck, Jess. Gonna come.”

Sweat drips from his forehead and onto mine. I wrap my legs around his waist and press against his groin, forcing him as deep as he can go.

“David!” I cry out as I come.

At the same time David growls, “Jess!” as I feel him throb inside me, filling me. Marking me. I am and forever will be his.

“Whoa,” he says, dropping down beside me. “That was better than I ever imagined.” He turns to face me, “Stay the night?”

“Yes.” I don’t want this night to be over. I’ll text Dad and deal with the aftermath tomorrow.

Chapter Nine

Jess

When I wake, David is still asleep, but I need to get home and take care of some things before our first class tonight. Hurriedly I dress and leave a note on the nightstand so he doesn’t worry:

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