Page 37 of The Coven’s Sacrifice

He nodded, then nuzzled my neck. “I could live with my fangs embedded in your skin.”

His words made me shiver with anticipation. I’d longed to be with him while knowing it wasn’t a dream. All my life, I’d been with women and felt wrong doing so. Now, I was finally able to be with a man and I selfishly wanted nothing else than to forget everything except the feeling of Alexander inside of me. I was certain something about this mansion changed us. Well, it did, since I was no longer aging, according to them, but these feelings were so real and immense. I still hardly knew Harland, yet my soul called out to his, even after claiming Alexander, I still longed for the others. I felt his own need for them through our bond. It would likely always be there, even if we one day left them behind in the mansion.

“Please, Alexander. Make me forget everything except for you.”

He smiled sadly, then nodded, his dark green eyes flashing with his own warring emotions. “I want nothing else.”

Alexander’s lips then claimed mine, his tongue teasing its way in as his hands grabbed my waist and ass, rubbing us against one another. I held both arms around his neck, needing him close. I felt a few indents on his skin, knowing they were old scars from his time as a soldier. The marks angered me. He’d finally been free from war, only to be imprisoned and made into a monster. Gretha had been a selfish bitch, in my opinion. Yeah, they were betrothed, but cursing someone was beyond cruel.

He broke the kiss. “Look at me, Colin.” I did. “I am yours. I am happy.”

“How can we ever truly be happy?” I asked, hating that he wasn’t enough, that I wasn’t enough.

“We can only do our best,” he whispered, kissing me softly. “And being with you does make me happy. It makes me forget, if only for a little while.”

“Then let us forget,” I whispered, reclaiming his lips. It didn’t take us long to grow hard again. Our need for one another was still there, simmering under the surface. I felt emboldened, as I grabbed his length, stroking it firmly. He moaned low and raspy, the sound enough to spur me on. He peppered my neck with kisses and nibbles as I played with his cock, loving how long and thin it was. Mine was thicker and nowhere near as long.

“You make all my years of waiting worth it,” he rasped, surprising me. His eyes were dark, so dark that I froze my hand on his length. He smiled, then kneeled in front of me. “Let me taste you.” His mouth engulfed my dick, the wetness so unbelievably amazing. Without further thought, I grabbed his hair and held on. Without his dick to play with, I felt like I needed to do something with my fingers. His black hair was soft and silky between them, so delicate when Alexander seemed anything but.

Dark green eyes peered up at me, the darkness in them flashing with red whenever his monster came forth, his desperation mounting as he sucked me harder and faster.

“Fuuuck, Alex” I moaned, throwing my head back. “Your tongue. Oh my God.” It should’ve been illegal to be so skilled. Well, he did have eight hundred years of experience being with men. Before I could get sad again, he grabbed my ass cheeks, forcing my legs apart.

Alexander’s finger started grazing my rim, teasing me. I whimpered, looking down at him as he continued to suck me down.

“So close,” I rasped, loving the way he played my body. His teeth then grazed my dick, just the slightest bit. I came hard, the feeling of his teeth on me such a fucking turn on I simply couldn’t control myself. He sucked me through my climax, swallowing my cum eagerly. I slumped against the wall, my legs wobbly.

“Delicious,” he rasped, rising to stand. I smiled lazily at him, too blissed out to return the favor. He didn’t seem to mind, just smiled back and then sank his teeth into my neck, drinking my blood just as eagerly as he’d swallowed my cum.

Feeling the pleasure of the feeding take over, I quickly grabbed his cock and resumed pumping him. He growled into my neck, making goosebumps erupt all over my arms. I stroked him faster, loving the silky feel of his length in my hand.

A long groan escaped him, then white ropes of cum spurted out of his dick. I looked at the sight of him coming in my hand, like it was the most beautiful sight in the world. It felt like it. I knew Alexander didn’t give himself to just anyone. I could feel that. But he let me see everything.

“Let us get you fed,” he panted, resting his forehead against mine.

My stomach growled, answering for me. We laughed, then cleaned up and left the bathroom, still naked and messy.

“Shouldn’t they need to feed from me soon?” I asked, bumping Alex’s side as we brushed our teeth.

“It has only been a week since they fed from you last,” he reminded me.

“Still. We should make sure you aren’t close when they need feeding. If you fight them, they will starve to death.”

He winced. “I will be elsewhere. I promise.”

“Do you trust them with me?” I doubted they would hurt me, but they were still monsters.

“I do.”

I felt nothing but calm from him, so I took that as him telling the truth. “I have another question for you.” I’d already asked him several, but we were at the getting to know each other stage, even with us being bonded for life. It was weird.

“Ask.”

“Why were you so intent on hurting me that day, with Jacob?” I knew he’d been mean at first to give his lovers a chance at happiness, but I couldn’t understand the timing of his taunting, not when the dreams had been real. Surprisingly enough, I felt embarrassment coming from him.

He blushed. Alexander was blushing! My eyes widened as I waited for whatever he was about to say, nothing I could think of would be embarrassing enough.

“I was not doing it to hurt you, at least that had not been my intention.”