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With my inner warmth welcoming her intrusion so easily, she followed up the next thrust with three fingers, and then took it further until I was stretched around four. My moans escalated and I glanced down to watch her fingers moving in and out of me, the sight somehow just as erotic as the act itself. I watched her fingers disappear into my drenched entrance, pooling nectar glistening on my inner thighs.
The pleading cries that I was forbidden from voicing only fed the growing pleasure, an erotic reminder of the intensely compromised position I was in. I bucked on Jordan’s lap, my hips grinding heavily against her hand as I sought out a quick release. Jordan’s hand over my mouth moved to grip my throat, holding me in place and forcing me to watch as she turned me into a convulsing, desperate mess.
Her kisses grew harsher and she suckled at the sensitive spot in the curve of my neck, her tongue soothing the throbbing of the bruise that blossomed there. Flames ate at my body from the inside, smoldering in my loins as I careered closer to the edge of sensation.
My thighs shook uncontrollably, as I tried to hold out on the earth-shattering orgasm that threatened to send me overboard. I tugged at Jordan’s wrist, unwilling to let it end so quickly, greedy for hours more. “Wait. I’m going to–”
“I know,” Jordan hissed against my throat, holding me in place with an iron grip. “Come for me.”
That quiet command was all it took, and a guttural cry exploded from my lips as my body convulsed around her fingers. Each rippling wave stoked a whimper of pure pleasure as I rode out the sudden climax, my shaking fingers clutching at her soft flesh with no rhyme or reason.
I went limp in her arms, leaning back against her shoulder as my senses returned to me. Jordan stroked stray hairs from my face, removing her fingers and skittering them across my thigh.
“We’re not done yet,” she murmured, sliding me off her lap and standing over me. She placed both hands on the table, trapping me between her outstretched arms. “That was the first of many.”
As I leaned back against the table, my elbow knocked the glass bottle and it wobbled off the edge. It shattered when it hit the floor, and both Jordan and I jolted upright at the sound.
“Oh god! I’m sorry.” Still disorientated and riding the high of an orgasm, I dropped to my knees to pick up the broken pieces, hastily scooping up the mess in my bare hands.
This proved to be a terrible idea when a sudden sharp pain slipped through my finger. “Fuck. I think I cut myself.”
I inspected the small wound, squeezing gently until small beads of blood emerged between the glass shards. Still on my knees, I wiped the blood away, struggling to pick out the small, sharp pieces embedded in my skin. “I think I need a Band-Aid–”
My words died on my lips as I looked up and saw fangs, staring into Jordan’s bright red eyes that gleamed with an entirely different kind of hunger.
Chapter 19
JORDAN
BeforeIcouldblink,I had moved. In the split second after the scent of Sky’s spilled blood became apparent I had pinned her to the floor, hunching over her with my fangs bared.
Every fiber of my being screamed for a taste of this woman’s blood, and I inched to sink my fangs into the soft skin of her neck. I could see her artery pulsing beneath the surface, quickening with her heartbeat. She stared up at me with wide, fearful eyes. My head was clouded, a haze of unquenchable hunger that demanded more and more. Through the fog that clouded my rational mind, I recognized the gluttonous urge for what it was; bloodlust.
My heart raced as I fought against the insatiable hunger, desperate to maintain control over primal instincts. Every vampire understood the overwhelming craving, borne from starvation, sexual encounters, or simply an overpoweringly enticing scent. But the object of my primal desire was no prey, she was the woman who I claimed to love. A woman I swore never to hurt.
Sky’s breath was ragged, her mouth partially open as she stared back at me. “Jordan–”
“Don’t speak!” I hissed the warning out, biting down on my bottom lip as I strained against the predator in my head. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead, pasting my hair to my face and neck.
The mounting bloodlust was building to a roar, blood rushing in my ears as Sky’s sweet blood sang to me. The scent that enveloped me was intoxicating, a heady cocktail of pulsing vulnerability that threatened to break my wavering resolve.
Sky’s eyes widened when I leaned closer, my fangs hovering inches above her throat. Her voice trembled with unease. “Jordan, you’re not yourself right now. It can’t happen like this.”
“I don’t… want to hurt you.” I growled, fighting against the primal desire that clawed my insides like a beast restless to be unleashed. But the thought of hurting the woman I loved tore at my heart, filling it with anguish.
Sky’s face softened, but her voice shook with barely concealed panic “I know you won’t hurt me. I trust you, Jordan.”
My bottom lip quivered, my iron grip on her wrists tightening involuntarily. “Say my name again.”
“Jordan, my love.” Sky’s gaze was unwavering, her words firmer as she spoke my name again. “You don’t want to do this.”
Internally, I was engaged in a battle between my inherent nature and the love that had blossomed between us. It was Sky’s voice that brought me back and staved off the raging beast in my chest.
Slowly, my grip on her wrists subsided, and Sky was able to wriggle one arm free. With a trembling hand, she reached up to cup my cheek, an unspoken plea in her pale green eyes. I leaned into her touch, a tether to reality that I so desperately needed.
With the bloodlust subdued, and feeling exceptionally guilty at terrifying my mortal lover, I guided Sky to sit on the edge of the bench, my heart still racing from the recent struggle. I got to rummaging around for a first aid kit—something neither Sigrid nor I ever expected to use but purchased once we realized just how fragile human children can be. Sky watched me from her seat, one hand over her chest to calm her pounding heart.
“I guess we’re lucky it was just a small cut.” She tried to lighten the mood, offering a lopsided smile when I glanced at her. “How have you been able to hold off when I’m on my period?”
