“You need to lick me.” I tilt my head to the side, exposing the still-open bite.
The most adorable blush brushes her cheeks at my demand.
I smirk. “You’re asking me to peel your clothes off and make you come, but metellingyou to lick me makes you blush?”
She parts her lips, flustered.
“Lick me, Aurora.” I demand. “You need to seal the wounds closed if you want me to take this one step further.”
She immediately licks the bite holes, her tongue lapping over me in one long tease that sends lightning down my spine.
I move faster than she can follow, pressing her back onto the soft mattress, me on my knees above her. Not an ounce of fear comes off her as I run my hands over her skin, relishing every single place we connect. Instead, she arches into my slow exploration, gasping as I graze my hand over her breasts, back and forth until her nipples are peaked beneath the fabric.
“You like that?” I ask, needing her words of consent and confirmation before I continue.
“I like you touching me,” she says. “In any way. All ways.”
I’m harder than granite, my cock begging me to sink inside her heat and forget every rule I’ve put in place when it comes to her. I can’t give in. For her, I have to keep my control.
But she’s aching not only for my blood, but for a release. I can give her that. I can take the edge off for her so she’s not in pain. That’s all it has to be.
Slowly, I hike up her tank top, and she takes over halfway, lifting it over her head and tossing it to the floor. Her breasts are bare, and I groan at the sight before I bend down and take one of her nipples into my mouth. I suck on it until it’s rosy and pert for me, situating my thigh between her legs to give her something to grind against while I move to her other breast.
She arches against me, gasping as I take my time kissing her breasts, down her ribs, over her hips, until I hook my fingers in the band of her shorts. I look up her body, gauging her reaction.
Aurora lifts her perfect ass off the bed, nodding at me.
I smirk up at her, dragging those shorts down her legs and letting them drop to join her top.
“Fuck, Aurora,” I groan, my eyes drinking in every glorious inch of her. She’s completely bare beneath me, looking up at me like I alone hold the ability to make her dreams come true.
And if this is all the time I’m granted with her, I’m certainly going to fucking try.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” I say, bending down to glide my hands along her creamy thighs. I turn my head, dragging my lips over the inside of her thigh, then do the same with the other. “You haunt my dreams. My every thought.”
“Saint,” she whimpers. When I drag my fangs so lightly over her skin, she shivers. “Please.”
I smile against her thigh, then kiss my way lower, until I’m just a breath above the smallest strip of curls. “You want me to make you come?”
“Yes,” she immediately answers. “Saint.”
God, when she says my name like that, I feel like I can fucking fly. Like I can be everything she needs and more.
I flick out my tongue, a tease of a lick through her glistening heat.
The first hit of her honeyed flavor is my undoing. Gone are the doubts, all the reasons I shouldn’t be doing this. Everything disappears as my entire focus shifts to her pleasure.
I do it again, quicker this time. Deeper. I lick through her heat, slow and long and hard. Over and over again. Feasting on her flesh the way she’d just feasted on my blood. She tastes like a fucking dream. I’ve never tasted anything as perfect as her.
“Omigod.” Her fingers scrape against my hair, too short for her to grab.
“You like this?” I ask again, sucking her swollen clit into my mouth before plunging inside her with my tongue.
“Yes. Just like that.” She arches into my mouth, desperate for more.
Fuck, it would be so easy to free my cock and sink into her sweet flesh. She’s more than ready for me, edged and dripping from my tongue. I’d glide in so easily.
A vision of me doing just that springs to my mind. I’d claim her. Hard and fast. I’d fuck her until she was ruined for any male stupid enough to try and follow me. I’d lose myself in her, taking ownership of her body, her pleasure, her happiness.