Page 40 of Midnight Whispers
“You’re sure?” He looks at me with raised brow, concerned radiating from his glare.
Finn’s hand releases from my hip and settles on the outside of my thigh. In need of more confirmation, he looks at me and I nod slowly. My chest tightens with the uncertainty of what's about to happen. I try to get out of my cloud of thoughts, casting them aside so that I can be present in this moment. He runs his tongue along his now elongated teeth before lowering his head and running it along my inner thigh, savoring the taste of my skin. He comes to a slow stop and opens his mouth with a low snarl, digging his teeth into my upper thigh. He closes his eyes, and I can’t help but be entranced watching as he savors the first taste of my blood on his lips.
In the beginning, it stings, but as he begins to suck,my body starts to react. The feeling is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced; within seconds I’m transported into pure bliss. My body feels weightless, but heavy at the same time. The bed feels like it’s spinning while simultaneously floating as ecstasy crushes down around me.
I let out a deep moan as he glides his fingers back into my entrance, electricity surges down my spine. His grip tightens on my leg, pulling it closer into his mouth.
“Oh my god,” I gasp as my climax rapidly grows in my core.
He slowly releases his hold on my thigh and removes his teeth from the pit they’ve left in my skin, warmth from my blood runs down my leg. Gently, he moves to the space next to me.
“Are you okay, my love?” he asks, his voice laced with concern.
“Yes,” I whisper and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him into a kiss. The taste of my blood is unexpectedly sweet as our tongues meet, but it ignites something within me. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls closer, deepening our kiss. He adjusts himself, pulling off his pants, and tossing them in a different direction.
Feeling bold, I roll over and throw my leg over his waist, hovering just above the tip of his hard cock. Finn’s hands find their way to my hips, and he grips onto them. The desperation to be full of him consumes me. Guiding my pace, he strengthens his hold as I rock back and forth. I put my hands on his chest, quickening my speed as the heat in my core begins to build.
“You take me so well,” Finn growls into my ear. I don’t know if it’s the endorphins from where he fed off me, but I know I’m going to climax again soon.
He runs his hands up my back, wrapping them around the back part of my shoulders, and pulls me down to him. In a quick motion, he runs his hand through my hair and flips me over onto my back. I arch into him, raising my hips to meet his eager thrusts. He pulls out slowly, just enough to tease me before he pushes deeper inside of me.
My body begins to shake, and my core tightens with pleasure, my pussy clenched around him. His cock pulses as he thrusts inside of me twice more, letting out a deep groan as he fills me. Slowly, he pulls himself out and lays down next to me.
The only sound in the room is that of our heavy breathing. He turns to me, propping himself up on his elbow, and moves a strand of my hair gently.
“Stay here, my love,” Finn whispers, kissing my forehead and moving off the bed.
A moment later, he comes back into the room with a wet washcloth. Gently, he cleanses my thigh of any reminders of the moment we just shared. First, the blood from where he drank from me, leaving behind holes where his teeth were inserted into my muscles.
“You will probably bruise, possibly scar,” he whispers.
I bite my lip to try to hide the smirk that is beginning to form. There’s something that excites me in the possibility ofhaving a permanent reminder of his teeth deep inside of my skin.
My voice is a whisper. “That’s fine. You’ll be the only one who sees it anyway.”
Finn’s eyes immediately lock on mine. “Don’t say things like that, unless you want me to take you again. The thought of being your only lover is better than any aphrodisiac.” Blush creeps up my chest.
With no effort, he lifts me up and helps me stand. He guides me to the bathroom and turns on the shower, testing the temperature before gesturing for me to get in.
The shower isn’t very big, but we squeeze in together. Our bodies aren’t touching, but the energy between us is electric. I reach out and touch his chest, running my hands against the marble texture of his skin.
Finn smiles. “As much as I’d like to make love to you again, you need to rest.” He runs the loofah over my shoulders. “My energy doesn’t deplete, so I can go all night.”
I bite my lower lip, debating with myself to ignore his warning. I’ve never wanted someone as bad as I want him, especially after the orgasms he gave me in my bedroom.
“We have all the time in the world, love.” He kisses my forehead and finishes washing both of our bodies.
That raises the question, do wereallyhave all the time in the world?
18
The tasteof Lillia’s blood lingers on my tongue. It is one of, if not the most, delicious blood I have ever had. Venom pools against my tongue as I think about it so I try to distance my thoughts as she sleeps quietly, her chest rising and falling against mine.
“Bite me.”Her sweet voice, full of lust, echoes in my mind.
I’m obviously not having an easy time trying to not think about her blood.
Lillia is unlike anyone I’ve met, mortal or not, and she continues to take me by surprise with every moment that passes. I move a strand of hair away from her face to allow myself an uninterrupted view of her face. She doesn’t stir as the tips of my fingers brush gently over her shoulder. The warmth of her skin radiates against the chill of my own.