Page 46 of Pretty Little Shadow
"Fine. Yes. I want to bite you again."
"Good. I want your fangs."
She pushed loose hair out of her eyes. "You're unbelievable."
"Thanks."
She fought a smile, and I winked at her as I lifted her higher on my lap. She was shaking too much to hold herself up.
Her lips brushed my throat in what almost felt like a kiss before she sank her teeth in, claiming my throat a third time.
The light drain of her fangs in my throat was fucking bliss, but I didn't let myself reach the climax still trying to take me.
I wouldn't come with her again until she damn well knew what was happening, and wanted me to.
Every fucking part of me burned as she drank and drank and drank, until I was slightly dazed too. There was a healthy flush to her cheeks, and her skin looked significantly less gray, when she finally pulled away.
She wiped her mouth self-consciously with the back of her trembling hand."I shouldn't have taken that much. I'm sorry. I?—"
"You were perfect." I dragged her lips to mine and kissed her deeply, tasting the iron of my blood in her mouth and letting her taste her pleasure in mine.
Her fingers sank into my hair again before I released her, and her grip tightened as she stared at me.
"I feel so good," she whispered. "Do you think it's the blood?"
I captured one of her hands, lacing my fingers through hers and turning her wrist as I lifted it so she could see the blue of her veins beneath her skin.
She stared at it for a long moment, somewhere between shocked, fascinated, and nauseous. "Holy fuck. Was I dying?"
"You weren't dying. You were just... a shadow."
"I can't feel them as well right now."
"Does that bother you?" I asked.
"I don't know. I don't think so." Her gaze lifted from her hand to my face. "You did this."
"Yeah. Guess I did."
"Thank you." She adjusted her position on my erection, glancing down at her bare core and the joggers I had on that separated us. We were both damp with her pleasure. "You said you never let people fuck you. What did you mean?"
"I wasn't interested in risking attachment by letting someone else take care of me in that way. I took my pleasure with theirbody, with their permission. They didn't touch me or taste me in any way."
"So if I wanted to..."
"Rae, if you wanted to tie me up for a couple of days, I'd buy you some rope.”
Her lips curved in a small smile that slowly grew wide. Her face was still slightly flushed. I'd never seen anything as beautiful.
She slipped off my lap. "Sit on the couch."
I rose to my feet just long enough to take a seat. She was still wearing a thin bra, but she hadn't bothered to find her shorts.
She dragged my pants down just enough to free my cock, and I watched, fucking transfixed, as she wrapped her hand around the base.
Her gaze flicked to mine. "You still think this will fit inside me?"
"Yeah, baby. It'll fit." I had to choke the words out as she squeezed my erection, testing it.
