Page 298 of Blood Gift


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She looked down at him, bracing her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. There were bloodstains and flower petals everywhere. Beyond the haze of her hunger, some part of her mind was appalled that she had done this to him, when he had always been so gentle with her.

But he reached into their Grace Union and gave her a caress as carnal as it was arcane. “I told you I want you to lose control.”

He could have discussed the weather in that tone of voice, and it would still have made her curl her toes.

“Don’t resist,” he said. “Tell me how it makes you feel.”

Her gaze traveled over the red splashes on the pale skin of his neck, the darker smears over his rosy mouth. She bit her lip, only to taste his blood there, too. “Just the sight of your blood arouses me.”

“That’s natural for us.”

“You enjoy it too.”

“Of course. Seeing my blood on your breasts…you can feel in our Union what that does to me.”

Her nipples pebbled, and she looked down. Flecks of crimson were spattered all over her brown freckles. But he was right. What she felt in their Grace Union could melt the snow swirling outside the windows.

Her doubts banished, she lowered her mouth to his throat again, but not to bite. She licked the smears of his blood from his neck, then along his collarbone, savoring the combined flavor of his blood and skin. She could lie here for hours, just relishing this. But there was more.

She pried their slick bodies apart and kissed her way down his chest. The light dusting of hair on his chest changed the taste of his skin. And the rough peak of his nipple had yet another flavor. She indulged her need to suck, and the rise of his arousal in their Union urged her on.

She let her instincts take over again. She drew one fang over his pectoral, a little deeper than she had meant to. He hissed.

Am I hurting you? It took all her strength to yank herself back.

His canines were straining in his mouth. He cupped her head and pulled her back down to him. “I want to feel your fangs everywhere.”

She couldn’t have resisted that voice of his if she had wanted to. And she didn’t. She reopened the quickly healing cut on his chest. Laving at his blood, she spread it over his nipple to discover how this combination tasted.

She got lost in his contours and flavors, experimenting down his torso and along the insides of his thighs. With nips and grazes, she learned how complex he was. She waited with bated breath for every crest of pleasure in their Union to tell her what he most enjoyed.

At last she paused with her mouth above his erection. This was what her fangs had done to him. He was beautiful, standing proud and massive within reach of her mouth. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, but she hesitated.

He put a finger under chin and tilted her face to look at him. “If you want to know what this tastes like, too, go ahead.”

Her new fangs felt like clumsy spikes in her mouth. “I’m afraid I’ll hurt you.”

His laughter seemed to dance over her skin and touch the shameless parts of her mind. “I’m not worried. But if it will reassure you, we can save it for another night. We have the rest of eternity to explore.”

They would never run out of time? It didn’t seem real. She felt like devouring all of him before someone took him away from her. She was already shaking with need again. No, that tremble in her limbs was exhaustion.

Why was she feeling weak, when the Gift should be making her strong?

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He gathered her into his arms and rolled them onto their sides. “Remember, this is normal. Your strength will surge and fade until your Gifting is finished.”

“I don’t want to be tired,” she protested.

“I know. But while you rest, would you like me to take control for a little while?”

Feeling his erection resting against the inside of her thigh, she nodded, her hair falling in her eyes with the motion.

He brushed her tousled hair away from her face. “We can expect structural transformation next. Bones, muscles, tendons. The rest of your organs. Your new strength will become permanent.”

“I want to be strong.”

“You will be so powerful. But this part can be uncomfortable. The slower you go through it, the harder it will be. If we cycle your blood more quickly, it will be much easier for you.”

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