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I smooth my hand over my dress as I find my balance. Slowly, I approach him. My face remains a stone mask, but inside, my anxiety creeps upward. Will this hurt? Will it feel so good I forget all of my ambitions and decide to lie with him for days on end?
I don’t know, and frankly, I don’t care. He’s mine, and Iwanthim. This is Earth, and I am a mortal woman. We take what we want and ask questions later.
At least that’s what I tell myself as I saunter toward my mate, eyes growing heady.
“Let me help you,” I whisper, dropping to my knees.
Ren’s gaze burns brighter as he focuses on my face, and then on my hands as I lift them to the mounds on my chest. I slide my fingers over my breasts and down to my waist, reaching behind my hips to unknot the ends of my fabric.
It falls away with ease, bunching on the surrounding ground. Without hesitation, I gather the fabric and offer it to him.
Ren’s expression burns into my memory. His firelight eyes and the tips of his fangs as they drip from below his lip; the edge of his jaw as it clenches. He’s slow and careful as he takes my dress, caressing my palms with his thumbs as he does so.
“Cover the bed with it, so I won’t get grass in my hair.” I command, scooting on my knees closer to him.
I’m reminded of his heightened senses, and of the way he can smell arousal. The thought causes my cunt to pulsate, spilling more wetness onto my bare thighs.
Ren groans. “What are you doing, Thea?”
I place my hand over his, pushing it toward the makeshift bed. He takes the hint and flattens my dress to each corner, covering the leaves.
“We’re going to make love.” I declare, my stare focused on his features.
As I expected, he burns even brighter. The crimson waves in his irises glow nearly as vibrant as the fire outside. He shudders. “You tease me.”
I shake my head from side to side, lips curling upward. “We’re mates, are we not?”
“Yes, but the bond, it requires blood-”
I place my finger over his mouth. “Blood you’ll get, my dear. I’ve never lain with a man.”
He growls, grabbing my wrist between his fingers. “You don’t have a clue what you’re saying, Thea. To complete our bond requires a sacrifice.” He leans in so close our heads touch. “That sacrifice will be our individualism. Your blood and mine will be the same.”
His words register, but barely. I’ve already been swept into the heat of things. My hips sway, searching for friction.
But Ren is saying something important. He’s telling me our bond is more than a liberal interpretation of the word. We’ll share blood, share a life.
However, humans have done this ritual for ages. Sharing blood means sharing a promise, a brotherhood. It was once a ritualistic normality to slice your palm and combine it with your neighbors as a sign of solidarity. Ren’s wish is nothing more than a droplet in the sea.
“Take my blood and I’ll take yours.” I nod my head. “I understand.” Twisting my wrist out of his hand, I wrapping it around until I’ve grabbed onto his arm. My hips wiggle over his legs, climbing until I’m seated in his lap. “It’s inevitable.” I press closer, shoving my breasts onto his bare chest. “You’re mine.”
Whatever control he thinks he has loosens, and his lips dart over my cheek. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he admits. His kisses slide to my lips, pressing until our mouths open and we’re breathing each other's breath.
I break away in a gasp as he peppers my neck with his lips. “It’ll be good for both of us.” I repeat the mantra in my head. A little pain is nothing when it means I get to experience the sensation of Ren seated deep inside me. I rock my hips, wetting his pants and the hard outline of his cock beneath them.
Within seconds, Ren flips me on my back, spreading me over my bed. “We’ll go slow,” he promises.
Shit.“Or we could speed things up?” I place my hands over my breasts, squeezing my perk nipples between my fingers.
The action does exactly as I expected it to. Ren’s eyes darken as his gaze sweeps over my body, pausing over my privates. He smiles, showing fangs. “We’ll go slow,” he repeats.
The male intends on torturing me.
Before I have time to whine, his hands fall over my abdomen. He’s on his knees between my legs, looking at me as he rubs his palms over my belly button. Goosebumps prickle my skin, sending a shockwave of need into my core.
He cocks his head, watching me as his hands seep lower. I wish I could see what he sees, feel what he feels. His thumb strokes over the curve of my inner thigh, coasting until it reaches the outer edge of my labia.
My fingers clench, squeezing my breasts and pushing them together. Ren’s features melt until his mouth parts in awe, fangs gleaming.Do it, I silently dare.Touch me.
