Page 75 of Bite of Desire


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I finally pulled away, licking up the small dribble of blood on her leg. Blood dripped from my puncture marks, and I wrapped my free arm around her thigh, pressing my hand over the wound as I got resituated. I would have offered to feed her my blood to heal her, but I knew she’d deny it. Without any warning, I dropped my mouth to her clit, causing her to buck against me. Pulling my fingers out of her, I grabbed her other leg, tugging her closer and keeping her in place.

“Fuck,” she cried out, struggling against the restraint as I swirled my tongue around her clit.

I had planned to draw this out longer, but I couldn’t wait anymore. I fucking wanted to hear her lose control. Upping my pace, I licked and sucked, listening for the telltale noises that she was getting close. When her heartbeat began thrashing out of control, I tightened my hold on her thighs as she tried escaping the overwhelming pleasure.

“Zan,” she choked out. “I’m so close.”

I didn’t stop, feasting on her like she was my last meal. I was fucking ravenous for her. I had a feeling I always would be.

Her legs stiffened, and I knew the exact moment she fell over the edge. A small scream tore from her throat as she came, making my dick twitch. I wanted to bury myself inside her. But that wasn’t happening, so I forced it from my mind, focusing on dragging out her pleasure for as long as I could.

When her body finally relaxed, I slowly pulled my mouth from her to catch her staring down at me with an expression I couldn’t decipher.

“Did I hurt you?” I asked, unease sliding through me.

“No,” she answered, confusion in her voice. “It didn’t hurt at all.”

Getting off her, I climbed to my feet and quickly untied her wrists from the headboard. She shook out her arms, her eyes dropping below my waist where my hard-on was impossible to miss beneath my sweatpants. She slid my torn shirt off herself after standing up.

Then she shocked me again when she pushed me back a step and then went to her knees. With no hesitation, she tugged my sweats down and wrapped her hand around my cock.

“Fucking hell.” I let out a strangled groan when she swiped her tongue over the tip.

She looked up at me, a dirty smile dancing on her lips. “Do you like being at my mercy, Zan?”

Without waiting for an answer, she took me in her mouth, and I watched as pleasure ricocheted through me. Probably a good thing I couldn’t utter a word right now. I’d probably agree to anything when her mouth was on me. Which was something she really didn’t need to know.

But the power she held over me went above just sexual desire. And I had no idea what that meant for the future.

Any coherent thought flew out the window when she took me deeper and I hit the back of her throat. I fisted her hair but let her go at her own pace as she flattened her tongue and sucked. I wasn’t going to fucking last if she kept this up. But she seemed determined to get me off as fast as I did her.

I stared down at her, transfixed. Her back was arched, her ass resting on the back of her heels as she traced the bottom of my cock with her tongue. She looked so fucking sexy.

She reached up, wrapping her fingers around the base of my cock while her head bobbed as she moved faster. My legs locked as I stood there, keeping my hand in her hair. Soon, pleasure tore through me, and I muttered a curse as I exploded in her mouth. She swallowed everything I gave her and didn’t pull away until I was finished.

I was breathing hard, and I reluctantly released her hair, not wanting this to end. I could already tell she was about to rush away. The only reason she’d opened up this much was because she’d woken up hot and horny. I doubted this newfound attitude would last much longer. Just like I expected, she got to her feet and moved to walk away. I bent down and pulled my sweats back up before grabbing her.

“Don’t close back up,” I said gruffly. “We could do this every fucking night, Kali. You know you want it.”

“Maybe I want more,” she muttered, refusing to meet my eyes. “Which is fucking terrifying. So no, we can’t do this every night. Because then it’ll go farther. And if I end up pregnant, I’ll never forgive you. Or myself.”

She tried pulling away, but I wrapped an arm around her. “You do realize that it’s not random, right? When I can mate.”

“Gia mentioned something about that.”

“It only happens every few years,” I murmured. “I’ve only gone through it once so far since turning. And I can tell you with confidence that I’ll know the second I can mate.”

“How?”

I gritted my teeth, wondering how many secrets I was going to reveal to her when she still didn’t fully trust me. Apparently I was going to tell her at least one more.

“I can feel it,” I said tightly. “The urge to breed. It’s nonstop until the cycle ends.”

“How long does it last?”

“It varies. It was eight days the last time, but it’s different each time.”

“So…” She trailed off, watching me curiously. “You’re not feeling that now?”

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