Wicked Love - Michelle Dare Page 0,208

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“Easy my little lamb.” I rested my lips against her neck. Her pulse vibrated against me, and I ran my nose up and down her soft skin. My hands gripped her hips keeping her steady. I’d take her home after I had a taste to keep my beast at bay.

She whimpered when I grazed my elongated fangs against her. I would have to be careful. One bite and I might kill her accidentally if she couldn’t keep herself immobile. A hazard of not having a mate who understood my specific needs.

She gasped and squirmed as my chilled fingers traced over her smooth abdomen. The ripples of her youthful muscles contracted with need. I scented her again. I was greedy. I knew biting her the way I wanted to would leave her weak, but to not bite her and deny myself the pleasure of her taste was a madness I couldn’t face.

“I need you to relax lamb. Deep even breaths.” I spoke against her cheek licking a lone tear that escaped her shut eye.

“But I’ve never…”

“Never what?” I snuggled her in my embrace preparing her for the heady reaction she was bound to have to my bite. She’d struggle no doubt until the toxin in my saliva drugged her with pleasure so intense she’d orgasm as my fangs sank deep.

Her throat undulated as she swallowed back her words. “Never been…” She cried out as I scrapped against her neck, my mouth salivating, the toxin leaking from my mouth to slide down her neck in poisonous rivulets. It would take longer absorbing through her skin, but it worked the same way even if it was slower.

I took my finger and swirled it against my spit tracing it down her body. My nail sliced away her clothing like it was nothing but feather light dust and ash. Her heart beat raced and when I got to her panties those split away with the magic of my beastly caress. The tip of my finger pressed gently over her clit. I retracted my nails so I wouldn’t injure her and pressed lower letting the anticipation of pressure build.

“Please.” She hissed clutching my shoulders cute in her demand. She had no idea the evil she grasped in her hands. I tried to protect her. I tried to stay away, but Dorian dangled her in front of me like a carrot. She practically held the good and bad of the world in her palms. Her command meant nothing to me, but I enjoyed it all the same. Never in my long lonely life had I wanted to give a woman the opportunity to top me from the bottom, except this one.

“Alright, lamb. Hang on to me.” She spasmed in a short orgasm as I slipped a single blunt finger barely an inch inside her tight pulsing cunt. My free hand cupped the back of her head tangled in her hair, forcing her neck to elongate. I licked from the ball of her shoulder to her collarbone to under the delicate pale shell of her ear.

She whimpered with the tell-tale combination of unmet desire and the pain to come. I kissed her neck tenderly and opened my mouth to bite as she spoke.

“I’m a virgin.”

My fangs sank deep as my finger tore through her contracting walls below. My ears didn’t quite register her admission as sweet citrus tasting blood filled my mouth in a constant flow. I shut my eyes with the most shame I’d ever felt. The whole reason I owned a sex club was to avoid fucking shit like this. I didn’t do innocent. I didn’t fuck virgins and I certainly didn’t drink their blood. I’d had more than enough lifetimes racked with guilt.

She tensed underneath me. It was my undoing and her fatal mistake.

“No!” Her voice gurgled, and I clamped down tighter. I couldn’t exactly release her as she was currently bleeding out like a mess.

I shut my eyes tight and willed for her to calm down. The more I drank, the more panicked she became, and the wilder I got. I tried stroking her like a good pet, so soft, so obedient, but I realized too late that she only ceased struggling when I’d drunk too much.

“Jane?”

I’d killed my lamb.

I squeezed her until her life flitted away into the night.

“No!” I shook her body in my arms cursing me. I was an animal. I was the monster in the night, doing the very bad things that monsters do.

I tore open my wrist and pressed