He had to be bluffing.
I was convinced of that.
Completely and utterly convinced.
But it didn'tlooklike he was bluffing. He looked serious.
"Okay, fine," I said. "We're starting with the bite, though. If you don't tell me something juicy, I'm not letting you touch me."
Dare grinned. "Alright. Deal."
"It's a trade," I corrected. "I'm not bargaining with you again."
"You can't bargain with me at all. We're mates. Our souls are connected, so bargains aren't possible anymore. Not that they were in the first place."
"So if I ask Merrily, or Callum..."
"They'll tell you the same thing." He dragged me a little closer, so I could feel his erection beneath me. "You're mine. I'm yours. Now, bite me."
"You're demanding."
"You're stalling." He patted my ass, and my heartbeat picked up a little. Leaning forward, I let my fangs have what they wanted, and somehow bit him with even less decorum than I had the first two times.
nine
DARIUS
Rae hadno idea how fucking lost I was to her. If she did, she would've known better than to ask me to talk about a sex club while her fangs were in my throat and she was drinking like she'd been starving.
I was going to come in my pants like a fucking teenager if it went on too long. I was crazy sensitive with her skin on mine.
Every part of my body responded to her.
"A lot of immortals have a blood kink," I rasped, gripping her ass tightly in my hands to stop myself from taking her with my fingers or cock the way I really wanted to. "Mated vampires are paid well to perform in some clubs because of it. One in particular, in the Spellcaster Sector. Sometimes they just feed from each other. Sometimes they fuck while they feed."
I had to clench my jaw and picture something unappealing to hold back an orgasm.
Never in my life had I dealt with this problem.
It was probably going to kill me, but what a way to go.
Rae drank greedily. I didn't know if she realized she was grinding her core against my cock, but fuck it, I didn't have the control to stop her.
Rae's nails dug into my shoulder and bicep as she clawed her way out of the bloodlust, panting when she lifted her face from my skin. There were specks of blue in her glazed, gray eyes. Just the slightest, softest amount of it.
"Oh god," she moaned, her lips still parted. The bite ached so much that I knew she hadn't healed it, and I hoped she wouldn't. "I'm not supposed to like this so much."
"You're a vampire feeding on your mate, Shadow. You're supposed to fucking love this."
Her gaze went to my mouth, and lingered.
Her fangs were still descended.
She wanted more.
"Tell me what else you've seen. That was the deal," she finally whispered.
"You have to bite me or come for me if you want me to keep talking."