Reign of Night (Thorne Hill #7) - Emily Goodwin Page 0,35

told her. What a weird conversation that was.”

“I like people knowing I knocked you up.” He nuzzles his face into my neck.

“It’s getting obvious now.” I run a hand down his chest. “People will look at me and know you laid me down and fucked me. That your cock pushed inside my tight pussy and—”

Lucas cuts me off, kissing me in a fury of passion. Scrambling, I untuck his shirt. Lucas steps forward, holding onto me as I step back so I don’t fall. Sweeping my hands up, I take the top button of his shirt between my fingers, desperate to get him naked.

His tongue pushes into my mouth, and he cups my face as he kisses me deeply, bunching up my dress with his other hand. He breaks away once my dress is up around my waist, looking at my swollen belly.

“You are so beautiful,” he breathes.

“I’m glad you think so.” I lean against the counter behind me, feeling the cold quartz bite into my exposed skin. Lucas drops to his knees, kissing my stomach and then slipping his fingers into the waist of my leggings. Slowly, he pulls them down. I watch him, taking my lip between my teeth, hardly able to stand the waiting.

He kisses his way up my bare thigh, and I shiver from both his touch and the cold. He pulls my leggings all the way off and then stands, looking at me with so much intensity it makes my knees weak. Drawing his fangs, he pulls me to him, and my stomach presses against him. He moves one hand to the back of my head, taking a fistful of my hair. He pulls my head to the side and puts his mouth to my neck, fangs sinking into my skin with no warning. I cry out, eyes fluttering shut as he sucks hard, pulling the blood from my body. He won’t take much, I know, but the thought of my blood coursing through his veins turns me on.

My lips part, and I let out a moan when he sucks harder. It’s such a weird sensation, feeling my blood leave my body, and one I’ve grown to very much like. Lucas suddenly pulls himself away, knowing he needs to stop before he takes too much from me, which is easy to do right now since I’m pregnant. It doesn’t take a lot for me to feel weak from the blood loss, and we both know taking too much could hurt me and the baby.

Lucas goes to wipe the blood off his lips, but I stop him, fingers settling on his cheek. I turn his face to mine and kiss him, tasting my blood on his lips. Lucas groans, advancing and pinning me between his large body and the counter. My own blood smears over my lips, and Lucas licks it off, cock getting hard as he licks my blood off me.

Blood slowly trickles down from the two bite wounds on my neck, and Lucas goes back to it, licking and sucking once more before putting his fingers over the wound, applying pressure until the wound clots, which, lucky for me, happens much faster than the average human.

I bring one hand up to his and stare into his beautiful blue eyes. I look at him and see so much more than a vampire, so much more than a cold-blooded killer. He’s the man I love, the one who defied all odds and made me fall for him despite how hard I tried not to. He’s always seen me for exactly what I am and has never once held it against me. My magic, my power, it’s part of who I am, and Lucas accepted it from the start. The fact that I can be dangerous turned him on instead of scaring him away.

Overcome with need, I cast my eyes down and use magic to undo his pants. Lucas grunts with desire and shuffles back, looking down and watching me telekinetically strip him bare. Unable to wait any longer, he picks me up and carries me into the living room. We fall together on the couch, and he settles between my legs, wet tip of his cock rubbing against me.

“I want you,” I groan, and Lucas wastes no time. He brings one hand down, fingers wrapping around this thick shaft, and rubs the tip of his cock, which is gleaming with precum, against my clit. My eyes flutter shut once more, and I arch my back, giving