Chapter 16 – Novak #2
My hand lands on her cheek, pulling her hair back. “Are you craving something else?”
Like…brain or human flesh? I don’t say the words. If she was, I believe her instincts would have pulled her to the floor to take the readily available meal.
“Gross,” she says. Seiran chuckles, and she grabs his hand, giving it a squeeze. “You saved me. I feel much better.”
I saved her.
“Novak did all the heavy lifting,” Seiran says. The look of soft affection on his face as he stares down at her seems to be giving me indigestion.
She’s my progeny, which reminds me. “One last step, pet. You’ll need to drink a bit of my blood.”
Greer gasps, like she only just realized I’m here. The sound of the humans groaning bounces around the room as she turns to face me, smacking me with a considerable amount of her hair right in my mouth, but I ignore it.
“Thank you.” She swallows thickly as she gets situated, and her eyes dilate as they meet mine. “I was sure I was going to die and—”
“We’ll talk more after your slumber. For now, you need to feed from me to solidify the transformation,” I say, keeping my tone as soothing as I’m capable of.
I prepare to bring my wrist to her mouth, but the naughty fledgling moves first. Her fully white eyes meet mine, and she tosses her face into the crook of my neck.
Pure ecstasy radiates out from the bite and through my body.
She has no control over her venom, and it’s exceptionally potent for one as young as she is.
My cock hardens, and the way her fingers dig into my skull doesn’t help.
Her fangs are buried quite deep, but the flick of her tongue against my skin is a nice distraction.
I chuckle aloud when she uses her newfound strength to roll me onto my back. She scrambles on top of me, and my hands naturally migrate to her ass.
“I thought the neck was reserved for mates.” Seiran’s forehead wrinkles as he leans over her back, running his hand down her spine.
My eyes narrow.
It is, but for this feeding, it won’t hurt to allow her access to a major artery. She has no way of knowing the faux pas she just committed. My maker would have had no trouble correcting me, but she’s quite tender. I don’t think she’d handle being corrected very well.
On top of all of that, it’s been a traumatic day for her.
I can make a onetime exception.
Good God.
I’m already going soft.
This might be a problem.
“Little one,” I coo, palming Greer’s ass. “We’re going to need to work on teaching you how to hold back that venom.”
She grunts, barely sipping at my blood. It’s the way her fingers dig into my jaw and shoulder that makes the moment feel more intimate than it is.
Seiran runs his fingers down her core from where he sits behind her.
I hope he doesn’t think he’s going to fuck her while she feeds from me. If anyone will be fucking my progeny, it will be me.
“I’ve been wondering about that,” the incubus says. “Do you think the overly potent venom is a result of her siren blood?”
Hmm.
That could be it.
Full-blooded siren have the ability to lure in partners, using some combination of their magic and natural attraction. Sexual contact, and being desired in turn, refuels their power.
As I’m pondering her situation, the naughty vixen slams her venom into my system once more.
I groan as my balls tighten.
“Get the humans out of here,” I growl at Seiran as he watches with way too much amusement on his face, considering it’s his bonded mate grinding her pussy all over my zipper.
Not that she can help herself. I am quite attractive, and the nature of our connection is most intimate.
“Aren’t you full yet?” I choke out as the incubus pushes himself off the bed to hopefully dispatch the humans. Only, I realize I need to wipe any memories they might have of tonight. “Take them downstairs. I’ll need to compel them before they leave.”
“Got it, boss,” Seiran mutters in a petulant tone that I would normally address.
However, Greer hisses, dosing me with her venom, and my cock swells.
It’s quite alarming to go from mildly aroused to the point of completion in the matter of moments, but here we are.
“Come along. You two can continue your intimacy on the sofa downstairs.”
I frown.
I love that couch.
I’d prefer it not be stained in bodily fluids. Well, unless they come from me.
Greer’s tongue flicks over my skin as she grinds over my length. It shoves my cock against my pelvis, and despite the material of my pants, I swear her pussy lips perfectly frame my shaft.
My fingers dig into her backside, pulling her down as pleasure radiates through every cell in my body. “I’d much prefer to come inside you next time, pet.”
Her arousal floods the air, and I don’t even try to hold back my orgasm.
Mostly because I couldn’t even if I focused my intent.
A whimper radiates against my throat as she clutches me even tighter, and I groan, coming in my pants like a teenager.
My balls throb, as does my cock. I’m probably going to have a fair amount of chafing from the fabric being ground into my dick, but Greer shivers against my chest and it’s a solid distraction.
Also, I heal quickly.
“Ha,” Seiran says, sounding smug. “She got me too. Came right in her hair when she bit my dick.”
Dammit. I was so focused, I didn’t realize he hadn’t left yet.
Fucking slow humans.
“Thanks for sharing that.” I scoff and refocus on Greer. “You’ve had enough of my blood. We don’t want you to overdo it. You’ll get sick.”
Greer’s teeth retract from my skin, and she laps over the bite. It’s almost like I can feel the contentment radiating out of her as she buries her nose just under where my beard ends and breathes me in.
She is a sweet little thing. The soft cooing she releases as she falls into her slumber makes me smile, but my mind quickly wanders to how she ended up here in the first place.
Her maker and I are going to have words before all this is finished.