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Those words stirred a myriad of reactions within me, but the ones that were rational and prudent were by far outweighed by desire and flattery.”I trust you,” I murmured, surprised I actually meant it. And that should’ve scared me more than anything. I knew it probably would, come morning, but I wasn’t going to let it ruin this moment. Not before I’d had my fill of everything he was willing to give.
I kissed him again, and his tense body relaxed against mine as he took me into his arms. My breath hitched against his lips when he positioned himself again, pushing in gently until the tip was inside. It hurt, but not nearly as much as I’d feared. The brief pain was a secondary concern to the sensation of a trickle of blood running down my skin. But while Alexander had to notice, he was fully in control as he’d promised.”Are you–?””I’m fine,” I interrupted, my voice still a whisper. It felt like there was something sacred about this moment, something delicate that I didn’t want to shatter with too much sound. I ran my fingers through his hair, stroking until he melted beneath my fingertips, his eyes locked on mine as he eased into me.
I couldn’t take my eyes off him, either. I’d never felt so close to another person. So seen or held or touched. I had to remind myself to breathe, and when he started thrusting slowly, my head spun for a different reason.
I didn’t know if he was going for my G-spot or it was just a happy accident, but either way, the pain was long forgotten, leaving a different kind of ache behind. “Alexander,” I breathed, my fingers tangled in his hair.
He gave a low moan of approval, bending down to nuzzle my neck. It was an affectionate gesture, but it still sent a spark of apprehension through me. Not nearly as much as arousal, though.
I knew male shifters were driven to want to mark their mates, and bite them during the act even once a mating mark was placed. I’d just never thought the same would apply to a woman, but here I was, craving his bite as well as everything else.
The painful memory of my ceremony was still fresh in my mind, conjured with some forgotten magic, but there had been more than just the sharpness of fangs piercing flesh. There had been pleasure, too, and as long as both of those things were associated with the three men who’d left me gutted and broken, I was never going to feel whole.”Bite me.” The words were out of my mouth before I could fully form them in my mind.
Alexander froze, looking down at me as if he was sure he’d heard me wrong. “What? Lavinia…””I know,” I said, swallowing the knot building in my throat. “I know how it sounds, but…I want it.”
He hesitated, and for a moment, self-doubt began to creep back into my mind.”Unless you don’t…” I trailed off, clamming up because I’d already exposed way too much. Offering that felt even more intimate than what we were doing somehow.
Understanding softened his gaze. “Of course I do. You have no idea how much I want you,” he said, his voice growing raw and rough. The need in it was unmistakable, and as soft as his words were, they rang so much louder than my doubts. “All of you. I just want to make sure you’re sure.”
I kissed him again and gently guided his head back to my throat, baring it for him. It was by far the most intimate gesture a wolf could offer, and maybe I shouldn’t have been sure, but I was.
That didn’t stop me from tensing up when I felt the testing brush of his lips against my bared flesh. I gasped and turned my head as his tongue flicked across my flushed skin. The anticipation didn’t have enough time to outstrip my arousal, and when his fangs sank into my flesh, the whole world seemed to spin out from underneath me.
The pain was sharper than I expected, but only for a second. I didn’t know if it was a vampire thing or just being in the heat of the act, but the bite was as pleasurable as everything else he was doing, in its own way. It unleashed some primal force within me, some deep and reckless drive to be wanted and bitten and claimed.
Without realizing it, I had dragged my nails across his strong back, and even though I could feel blood on my fingertips, his only response was a low, sultry moan of satisfaction. Guess vampires liked it rough, too.
Alexander pulled his fangs out, his lips wet with my blood and his red eyes aglow, making him look like some blood god come straight from hell. All I could think was how if the devil looked like that, I’d be all too happy to be damned.
He looked down at me with lust so intense it bordered on violence, and I returned it with another kiss. I took his bottom lip between my teeth, my legs wrapped around his waist to guide him even deeper into me. Deeper, harder,more.
I wanted it all, and the insatiable beast within wasn’t going to stop until she’d had her fill. Our bodies moved in unison, our tongues tangling and vying for dominance. He won out eventually, but I made him work for it, and as his hands pinned mine to the bed, fingers laced, I was more than willing to be claimed.
My spine arched as he drove into me with greater force and hit that last note of pleasure that sent me over the edge. With a strangled cry, I came, my body convulsing beneath him as the dizzying sensations spread out to the furthest extremities. Even my damn hair felt electrified, and as he continued to thrust, drawing closer to climax himself, the pleasurable aftershocks had me gasping for breath.
A low, predatory growl rumbled through his chest, and in the moment, he looked as beastly as any shifter ever had. It should have been terrifying, and it was in its own right, but all I could do was stare at him in awe and bliss as he filled me with his come.
Fuck. He wasn’t wearing a condom. That was somewhere in the back of my head, but I was still too high on pleasure to give it the proper thought.
For a few moments, we lay in a tangle of limbs, his body still pressed to mine. I could feel his heartbeat, and as slow as it was, it was strange to think he had one. Just another myth I could dispel.