Page 98 of Seph

“I love you more than my own unlife.”

“And what we did was really okay?” her voice drops, suddenly shy.

“Beyond okay. You’ll never lose me now, love.”

“I like that.”

“I’m glad.” I scoop her up suddenly. “Back to bed.”

“But we just—”

“I have cleaning up to do.” I lick my lips.

“N-no.” Emmy’s eyes widen, and her thighs jump shut.

I had meant the trail of blood on her breast, but her skittish behavior gives me a new and even more lascivious idea. I swirl with her, placing her on the edge of the bed we just ruined, my knee sliding between her thighs to hold them open. “Emily.”

“Simeon... No! No, we just...”

This time, I don’t wait for her to say yes. I kneel down with vampiric speed, pulling her knees up to my shoulders and turning pleading eyes to her as I rest my chin on her messy curls.

“I’ll make you come again,” I promise.

In minutes, she’s screaming yes.

I’m smiling.

Finally fed. Body and soul. Both of us.