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“Drink, Isolde,” Adrian said.
I was only half-aware when he placed something against my lips and a metallic taste filled my mouth. It was blood, different from my own. Stronger, somehow.
I did not know if I managed to drink, but there came a point when I felt as though I were floating, rising into a darkness pierced with stars.
Twenty-Three
Isolde
My throat was burning, and I groaned as I opened my eyes.
“Up,” Adrian said gently, his hands on my shoulders, but any movement made my head spin. I buried my face in the soft blankets beneath me, squeezing my eyes shut.
“I can’t,” I said, my voice hoarse, and I winced at the pain.
“You must drink,” Adrian said, and I moaned as I sat up, head swimming.
I felt horrible, and black spots marred my vision.
Adrian moved me. Bringing my legs on either side of his body, he pulled me against him and cradled my head in the hollow of his neck.
“Drink,” he said.
And strangely, I needed no more encouragement than that. I bit into his skin.
It was easier than I imagined, but that was because of the fangs that had grown in behind my teeth.
“Fuck,” Adrian moaned, one of his hands tightening in my hair. “Yes, my sweet. Suck harder.”
As his blood filled my mouth and throat, the burning lessened, and my head cleared. I became aware of other things—how our naked bodies fit together, how Adrian’s full cock felt between my legs, and how aroused I was. I reached for him while I took long pulls of his blood, running my thumb over a thick bead of come, smearing it over his crown.
Adrian inhaled between his teeth, and then I released him and pulled away from his neck, rocking my hips against his length, my mouth closing over his. I had a strange feral need to fuck. It went beyond my usual desire. I could almost not describe it, but it rattled my bones and heated my insides, and it urged me to move, to fill myself up with more than just blood.
“No one has taken your blood?” I asked, my lips caressing his as I spoke. His hands splayed across my ribs as he held me, head tilted up to meet my gaze.
“Never,” he said. “I have waited for you.”
Our mouths collided again, and Adrian coaxed me onto my back, his hand cupping my breasts, squeezing, before he drew my nipple into his mouth. He shifted to the other, and my thighs tightened around him as my fingers scraped through his hair. When I could no longer reach him, I ran my foot along his cock. Adrian met my gaze, his eyes burning into mine.
“You want to touch me too, Sparrow?”
My mouth watered at the thought. “Yes.”
He held my gaze as he bent to lick me, and he sighed, a hum vibrating against my center. My muscles tightened everywhere, preparing for the pleasure his mouth would bring, but then he shifted, moving up my body once again, mouth closing over mine, his tongue stroking my mouth as he had done below.
When he pulled away, he said, “Suck me.” He rested on his back, and as I started to take my place, his hands clamped down on my hips. “Not that way.”
He guided my foot over his body so that I straddled him with my back to his face, and I rose onto my hands and knees, tongue sliding over the crown of his cock while his fingers parted my flesh. Now and then, he sucked my skin, and each time, a guttural sound escaped from my throat.
“Does that feel good?” he asked between each gentle pull.
“Yes,” I moaned, unable to continue pleasing him with my mouth. All I could do was stroke his cock. I let my head fall against his thigh and ran my tongue over his balls before sucking each heavy sack into my mouth.
He hissed, forming words I could not hear, and suddenly he pushed my legs to the side, guiding me to my back, facing him. His body caged mine against the bed, his lustful eyes holding mine before he kissed me again. His hand swept down between my legs, and I was so slick, I couldhearit.
“I need you,” I said.
“Bite,” he commanded, placing his wrist against my mouth. I held on to him as I obeyed, and when my teeth sank into his skin, he sank into me.
