She frowned, as if she'd assumed he'd been much younger. "You said it was before your transition?"
"Yeah."
"So what were you like then?" She smoothed his hair back. "It's hard to imagine you fitting in a crawl space, the size you are now."
"I was different."
"You said you were weak."
"I was."
"So maybe you needed to be protected."
"No." His temper flared. "A male protects. Never the other way around."
Abruptly, she backed off.
As the silence stretched between them, he knew she was thinking through his actions. Shame made him remove his hands from her body. He rolled away, onto his back.
He never should have said a thing.
He could just imagine what she thought of him now. After all, how could she not be revolted by his failure? By the reality that he'd been weak when his family had needed him most?
With a shrinking feeling, he wondered if she'd still want him. If she'd still welcome him into her slick heat. Or would that be gone for her? Now that she knew?
He waited for her to put her clothes on and leave.
She stayed in the bed.
But of course she did, he thought. She understood that her transition was coming no matter what, and she needed his blood. It was a matter of necessity.
He heard her sigh in the darkness. As if she were giving up on something up.
He wasn't sure how long they lay together, side by side but not touching. It must have been hours. He fell asleep briefly, only to wake up when Beth shifted against him, her bare leg moving over his.
A jolt of lust went through him, but he beat it back savagely.
Her hand brushed over his chest. Drifted down his stomach and across his hip. He held his breath as he got hard in a rush, his erection achingly close to where she was touching him.
Her body moved nearer to his, her breasts caressing his ribs, her core rubbing on his thigh.
Maybe she was still asleep.
And then she took him into her hand.
Wrath moaned, arching his back.
Her fingers were steady as she stroked him.
He went for her instinctively, craving what she seemed to be offering, but she stopped him. Rising to her knees, she pressed him down to the mattress with her palms on his shoulders.
"This time is for you," she whispered, kissing him softly.
He could barely speak. "You still want... me?"
Confusion spiked her brows. "Why wouldn't I?"
With a pathetic groan of relief and gratitude, Wrath lurched for her again. Except she didn't let him get anywhere near her body. She pushed him back down and gripped his wrists, bringing his arms over his head.
She kissed his neck. "When we were together last, you were very... generous. You deserve the same kind of treatment."
"But your pleasure is mine." His voice was rough. "You can't know how much I like to make you come."
"I'm not so sure about that." He felt her shift, and then her hand brushed against his erection. He bowed off the mattress, a low sound rumbling up through his chest. "I might have some idea."
"You don't have to do this," he said hoarsely, fighting once more to touch her.
She leaned into his wrists forcefully, holding him still. "Relax. Let me be in control."
Wrath could only stare up in disbelief and breathless anticipation as she pressed her lips to his.
"I want to do you," she whispered.
In a silky rush, her tongue entered his mouth. Penetrated him. Slid in and out as if she were fucking him.
His whole body went rigid.
With each one of her thrusts, she got farther inside of him, into his skin and his brain. Into his heart. She was possessing him, taking him. Leaving her mark on him.
When she left his mouth, she moved down his body. She licked his neck. Sucked his nipples. Raked her nails gently across his belly. Tested his hip bones with her teeth.
He gripped the headboard and pulled, making the whole bed frame shift and creak in protest.
Waves of stinging heat made him feel as if he were going to pass out. Sweat bloomed over his skin. His heart hammered so hard it started skipping beats.
Words fell from his lips, a stream of consciousness spoken in the old language, a guttural expression of what she was doing to him, how beautiful she was to him.
The second she took his erection into her mouth, he nearly came. He cried out, body spasming. She pulled back, gave him time to settle.