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Juniper untangled Adriel’s hands from her nightgown and pushed them to her sides. She was so clean and fresh, she didn’t want to spoil her. “Let me just…” Leaning forward, she kissed the ruched tip of her nipple, and Adriel’s head fell back on a moan.
Whimpering, she forked her fingers through Juniper’s tangled hair. Juniper swirled her tongue lower, gripping her by the ribs and sucking her nipple into her mouth, never breaking eye contact.
Adriel’s lips parted, and her knees softened. Delicate ivory skin trailed under her fingertips as she teased her fingers lower. Adriel gasped when she traced the seam of her dewy folds, warm and smooth, hot and inviting, but also delicate like a kiss. She nudged the tip of her finger inside, and Adriel’s scent intensified then perfumed the air.
“Juniper…”
She heard the uncertainty in her voice andstilled. Her finger withdrew, but she kept her hand over her heat, cupping her softly as she turned away to find some scrap of composure. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s not that. I just think we would be more comfortable in a bed.”
Juniper smiled. “Definitely.”
More than anything, she wanted Adriel to be comfortable. She kissed her one last time, briefly, and physically forced herself to step away.
“Go. Go now, before I attack you again. I mean it.” The door clicked, and she was gone. Juniper shook her head at Adriel’s inhuman speed. “And that’s at her weakest.”
She took the fastest shower of her life. Barely drying her body before going to Adriel’s’ bedroom.
Dark promises silently passed within their stare and the air charged with dizzying energy the moment she opened the door. “Do you still want?—”
“Very much.” She pulled back the covers and then flushed. “If you still do.”
“I do.” Her smile was nervous, which somehow made her even more tempting. Adriel might be the older one, but Juniper was definitely the more experienced of the two.
Adriel looked up at her nervously. “Do we?—"
Juniper toppled her to the bed and kissed her deeply before she could ask any more questions. Her towel fell away. Flesh to flesh, their hands freely explored.
She greedily cupped her luscious curves as her mouth trailed hungry kisses to her chest, plumping her breasts and teasing her until her nipples were wet and hard. Adriel moaned and arched, granting her full access to her beautiful body.
She was a drug. Her surrender a rush. Her scent an addiction. Her soft little moans a spell in and of themselves. She couldn’t choose just one place to explore. She wanted to lick and taste all of her, so much so that her gums started to hurt.
She sat up and gasped when a strange sensation stung her mouth.
“What is it?”
Covering her lips, she dragged a finger over her incisors. “I think…” She gasped again. “Is that a fucking fang? Did I just get my fangs?”
Adriel laughed and sat up, her hand lovingly caressing her jaw. “Let me see.” She smiled the moment Juniper flashed her teeth. “Congratulations.”
She supposed this would make things easier, but it was a little awkward to have it happen in the middle of a make-out session. She pressed her thumb to the tip, shocked by how sharp they were. “Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize.” She leaned back, stretching out like an offering. “Use them.”
Her eyes flared as Adriel’s lush thighs called to her. Unable to resist, she rolled to her belly, and pushed her knees apart. She first kissed herhip, then trailed her touch lower until she found the sweet pearl hidden between her folds.
Adriel stiffened.
“It’s okay.” Juniper lowered her mouth, and placed a staying hand on her belly. “You’ll like it. Just relax.”
She dragged her fangs over soft inner flesh of her thigh, teasing her mouth upward. Adriel’s head fell back with a whimper and her hands fisted nervously in the covers. Juniper recalled the first time a guy did this to her, he’d been all over the place, rushed, and sort of sloppy. Adriel’s first time was going to be nothing like hers.
She pressed her thighs wider and placed a gentle kiss on her swollen flesh. Adriel whimpered and bashfully covered her face.
Juniper teased a finger inside of her. “Tell me if it’s not what you want.”
Hands still over her face, she murmured, “I don’t know enough to know what I want.”
