Page 55 of Blood Sugar

“I’ll make you a deal. You still need to feed. I’ll let you warm my cock while you drink, and then I’ll fuck you.”

She let out a choked whimper. “Done.”

Rolling us over, I settled one hand on her hip, the other holding me steady as she lined us up. This was such a bad idea. I barely held myself together in the shower and now I was asking her to bite me.

“Oh, fuck,” she whispered as she lowered herself onto me, taking me part of the way inside of her tight, slick heat. Tipping my head back, I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to breathe through the overwhelming, intense pleasure of her as she rocked back and took me deeper until she was seated fully.

“Fuck is right,” I muttered. “Give me a second.”

Her head fell forward, wet blonde hair curtaining her face. “You feel… Wow.”

The soft whine she made with each breath was almost too much to handle on top of the exquisite feel of her gripping my length with her inner walls.

“You’d better bite me quick. Don’t dose me with your venom. I won’t last.” I should have been embarrassed by the confession, but I didn’t give a fuck when I was buried inside of my gorgeous vampire.

Her giggle was breathless, but her body clenched around mine and I bit out another curse.

“I’m not sure I can stay still. Just do it.”

“Pushy,” she said, wrinkling her nose as she bent forward and gave me a quick kiss. That wouldn’t do.

Grabbing the nape of her neck, I held her in place as I kissed her soundly. Sadie let out a soft mewl, parting her lips as I explored her mouth. The hard slide of her lips over mine was too good. I was floating, and she hadn’t even bitten me yet.

Sadie rolled her hips, withdrawing and dropping back down.

“Baby, please.” I didn’t know if I was begging for more movement or for her to bite me, but either way, I was a mess on the verge of snapping.

She moved my head aside, her fingers pressing to my jaw, and struck like a snake. The sharp pinch of fangs sinking into me was replaced with the warm haze of her bite. Her lips pressed to the skin as she sucked more blood into her mouth and swallowed it down.

As she drank, her hips moved, rocking shallowly over me. My fingers dug into her hips, encouraging her to chase her pleasure. It was too much but not enough, and I needed more.

It was our first time together, but I’d have hundreds, if not thousands, of times to take things slow and sweet. Right now, I needed hard and fast, and it seemed like she did too.

The second her tongue licked over the punctures and she lifted her head, I flipped us again, pinning her beneath me.

Her cheeks were flushed, her tongue swiping over her bottom lip. Eyes glazed, she smiled up at me. I kissed her briefly before driving into her. Hooking her leg over my arm, I bent her in half, completely lost to the feel of her.

Sadie gasped, the noise melting into a moan. She whimpered, begging for more, and I gave her everything I had. We were both wound so tight, it only took a moment before she was cursing and pulsing around me. The ripples of her orgasm were too much to resist, and my release crashed over me. Gasping, I thrust into her, keeping her pleasure going as long as I could, even as the world spun out of control around us.

When I came back to myself, Sadie was watching me with a smug little smile on her beautiful face. “I love when you say my name.”

“I didn’t know I did, but if you like it, I’ll make sure I don’t hold back,” I promised, kissing her softly. Pulling out of her, I flopped to my back. “We’ll clean up in a minute and then go to the Pumpkin Festival.”

“Sounds good,” she said, cuddling up against me. “And then we come back here and do that again. Twice, if I’m lucky.”

A laugh burst out of me and I squeezed her shoulders, loving the feel of her curled against me.

The Pumpkin Festival was still going when we dragged ourselves out of bed. Sadie’s curls were wild after rolling around in the sheets, so she secured them into a bun with pale wisps framing her face. She was gorgeous.

Despite our rush, she took the time to apply red lipstick and I couldn’t help picturing it smeared on my body as I fucked her. After finally having her, I doubted I’d be thinking of much else for a long while.

“This is so cute,” she muttered, clinging to my arm as we strolled down the street. Bastion waved from the bakery stand.

Next to him, Marigold served steaming cups of cider. After we bought two of them, we continued exploring, letting the enchanted drinks warm us up and fill us with light, bubbling joy.

The clothing shop had custom witch hats topped with felted mushrooms and flowers, and Sadie insisted we stop and try them on. She found one with moss and little curling ferns, and declared it the perfect hat for me, so I bought it. It wasn’t the kind of thing I’d normally wear, but it made Sadie smile.

Next, I got a tiny jeweled cherry charm on a golden chain, and fastened it around Sadie’s neck so it sparkled just above her cleavage.