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I grab both her wrists with a single hand and pin them above her head, simultaneously sliding my cock through her folds. “If I ever find you have done something so reckless, I will chase you down, drag you back, and tie you to the least comfortable bed I can buy.” I surge into her pussy, her lips parting on a wet gasp that only makes me harder. “Is. That. Clear?”
Her legs tighten around me as her back arches, her breasts bouncing with my every thrust. She is truly the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on.
“K-Kyson,” Scarlet gasps, “me.” She wets her lips and tries again. “Bite me, dammit!”
I stretch my fingers and tangle them with hers, maintaining my body’s brutal rhythm as I bend forward and let my nose guide me. Her fragrance is at its peak when we are together like this and I want to drown in her. Drinking from her is dangerous, because her taste is more addictive than any other to me. But she is also right—her blood will heal me faster. So I find the spot, run my tongue across the supple flesh, and let my fangs pierce her skin as my cock fills her once more.
Scarlet releases an almost-silent scream of ecstasy, tipping straight into her first orgasm of the morning from the rush of pheromones.
Her sweet, warm blood fills my mouth as her pussy contracts around my length and I hold her tighter, swallowing down the delicious taste. I help her ride out the wave of physical euphoria, making a conscious effort to count each gulp of her unique elixir. I normally take only two before retreating, merely enough to tease myself and enhance her pleasure. This time, I take more, because I know it’s what she wants.
When I have taken enough, and before it can overwhelm my senses completely, I retract my fangs and slide my tongue over the wound to seal it again.
I move us from the wall, curl my other arm around her shoulders, and press my lips to hers as she moans. “Open, Scarlet. Taste yourself.”
“Wha—”
I plunge my tongue inside, letting her taste the traces of her own blood. She is a vampire’s consort, she does not get the luxury of being squeamish about the realities of what that means. Nor is she.
My Scarlet jolts against me, her nails biting into my shoulders as her kiss becomes more intense. I can feel the resurgence of her passion, and her own surprise beneath it.
I pry her from me, confusing her, and set her on her feet. She is panting, her lips swollen, a dot of blood pearled at the side of her neck, and she looks every bit the temptress she is. Before she can ask the question, I place a hand on her hip. “Turn around and bend over. We’re not done.”
Her eyes drop to my waist. She surely knows I haven’t come yet, and there is only one place this morning that I will. No matter how much I do enjoy the feel of her tongue.
Scarlet cooperates without complaint, bracing herself on the side of the bed and spreading her legs willingly. “I can’t tell if you’re still mad,” she said, “or just horny.”
I step up behind her, running my hands over her smooth, flawless skin. “My beautiful Scarlet … I am both.” I drop my hand over her rounded ass, measuring my strength to make sure it only stings, and she cries out in surprise. I do this twice more, noticing with each swat the way it generates a new layer of pleasurable anticipation inside her.
When she is bracing for more, I slam my aching cock back into her hot, sopping pussy. I slide my hands up her body, taking hold of her breasts as my hips move against hers, and this time I don’t fight it. I doubt I could have.
She lets out a beautiful scream of ecstasy as I release inside her, her body responding to mine perfectly. Because she is mine.
I have to catch myself on the mattress as the exhaustion of the drawn-out orgasm combined with delaying the surrender to day sleep threatens to topple me. So I pull her close, pinning her to me, and kiss her shoulder. “Do not leave me, Scarlet,” I murmur into her skin. “I would go mad.”
She hums against me, pulling down the comforter as I drag us up properly onto the bed, and her soft whisper assails my ears as my eyelids close. “Then you understand how I feel.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Scarlet
Not This Again
A week.
One single week of tense peace is all we are offered. It’s midnight and the entire compound is rocked to its core by an explosion. The walls groan in protest as the windows rattle in their panes.
“What the fuck?” I yell.
Stepping out of the kitchen where I was busy making a bacon, egg, and cheese sandwich, I survey my surroundings. After the last attack, Kyson gifted me a handgun. He wasn’t really happy about it but he knows I can take care of myself now and it was his way of apologizing.
He may be an overbearing asshole sometimes but he knows I was right, even if he won’t admit it.
“Are you okay?” Aaron asks the moment he spots me.
“Fine. But what was that?”
“Explosion. We need to get you somewhere safe.”
