Page 53 of Damian’s Conquest

“I didn’t forget. We won’t need it. Vampires don’t carry disease.”

“But I’m not on the pill. I could get pregnant.”

“I can’t get you pregnant.”

“But you said—”

“Only blood-bonded vampires can impregnate a human. I can’t. Not yet.”

Her forehead still furrowed. “But you drank my blood before. Doesn’t that mean—”

He smiled and shook his head. “No. For a blood-bond we’d have to drink each other’s blood while making love. Tonight, I’ll be the only one drinking blood. So you have nothing to worry about.”

She let out a sigh of relief, then put her hands on his hips, before slanting him a seductive look. “Then what are you waiting for?”

Before her last word had even left her lips, Damian thrust into her pussy and seated himself to the hilt. “Fuck!” This was better than he’d expected. He’d always hated condoms, and from now on he would never have to use one again.

Slowly, he began to move inside her, thrusting in and out of her welcoming body, while he lowered his lips to hers and captured her mouth for a passionate kiss. Their tongues dueled, and their breaths mingled, while their bodies moved as one. He loved the way Naomi’s interior muscles squeezed his cock on each withdrawal and welcomed him back on each descent. The pressure was building in his balls, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

He severed the kiss and looked into her eyes. “Are you ready for my bite?”

“Yes,” she said without hesitating.

“Thank you for trusting me.”

He lowered his mouth to her breast and licked over the stiff nipple, and sucked the little rosebud into his mouth. Inhaling deeply, he brushed his fangs over Naomi’s skin. The contact sent a shiver down his spine. Unable to wait any longer, he drove his fangs into her breast, lodging them deep in her flesh. When the first drops of blood touched his tongue, the taste sent a spear of fire through his core. Fuck! She tasted even better tonight, because the guilt of biting her without her permission the previous night was gone. All that was left was her sweet blood, her trust, and her acceptance. Together, it made for the most delicious nectar he couldn’t get enough of.

Naomi moaned beneath him, and her hips writhed against him, meeting his thrusts, urging him to plunge harder into her. He was happy to comply with her wishes, and slammed his cock more forcefully into her wet cave. Naomi crossed her ankles below his butt, holding on to him for dear life, while he felt her heartbeat accelerate, and knew she was on the cusp. He shifted his angle by a fraction, and on the next thrust, Naomi cried out. He felt her orgasm physically, heard the excited drumming of her pulse, sensed her blood rush faster through her veins, and felt her interior muscles contract and release around his cock. Her climax ignited his own, and he let himself go and shot his seed into the woman he’d entrusted his heart to.

As their orgasms ebbed, Damian pulled his fangs from her breast and licked over the puncture wounds, closing them instantly. When he lifted his head and looked at Naomi, he noticed her look at the spot where he’d bitten her.

“Are you all right?” he asked and braced himself above her.

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Naomi blew out a breath, her body boneless, her mind blown. “I’m more than all right.”

She’d never felt better in her life. And the bite? She had no words for how it had felt. Out of this world amazing.

Damian smiled and rolled off her. He jumped out of bed and walked to the ensuite bathroom, where he disappeared for a moment. When he came back, he brought a washcloth and gently wiped her sex, before joining her in bed and pulling her into the curve of his body.

Damian pressed soft kisses to her neck and shoulder. “Your blood tasted like vanilla and oranges. I had to stop myself from taking too much.”

“Is it always like that for you? When you bite a woman during sex?”

He laughed softly in her ear. “Are you trying to figure out how many women I’ve done this with?”

Was she that transparent? “If you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine.”

“Of course, I wanna tell you. I wanna tell you everything about me.” He sighed. “As for other women, I can’t pretend that I was a monk before I met you. And I’ve bitten several women during sex, but not many. I didn’t always feel the need for it. But with you, I can’t get enough of you.”

“And I can’t get enough of you,” she murmured, feeling insatiable, and not the least bit ashamed that she desired a vampire.

“Even though you know the truth now?”

“Maybe because of it. Last night, I thought you were just intense, but now I understand why. Everything about you turns me on. Even your fangs.” Half an hour ago, she could have never imagined that she’d ever say such a thing.

“I’m happy that you feel that way. But I need you to promise me something.” He sucked her earlobe between his lips, and licked it gently. “Everything that I told you, about me, my family, Scanguards, it has to stay in these four walls. Promise me that you’ll never tell an outsider, not your editor, not your family, not your friends. Or you’ll put us in danger. You can never write that story.”