Chapter 9
nine
DARIUS
Rae had no idea how fucking lost I was to her. If she did, she would've known better than to ask me to talk about a sex club while her fangs were in my throat and she was drinking like she'd been starving.
I was going to come in my pants like a fucking teenager if it went on too long. I was crazy sensitive with her skin on mine.
Every part of my body responded to her.
"A lot of immortals have a blood kink," I rasped, gripping her ass tightly in my hands to stop myself from taking her with my fingers or cock the way I really wanted to.
"Mated vampires are paid well to perform in some clubs because of it.
One in particular, in the Spellcaster Sector.
Sometimes they just feed from each other. Sometimes they fuck while they feed."
I had to clench my jaw and picture something unappealing to hold back an orgasm.
Never in my life had I dealt with this problem.
It was probably going to kill me, but what a way to go.
Rae drank greedily. I didn't know if she realized she was grinding her core against my cock, but fuck it, I didn't have the control to stop her.
Rae's nails dug into my shoulder and bicep as she clawed her way out of the bloodlust, panting when she lifted her face from my skin. There were specks of blue in her glazed, gray eyes. Just the slightest, softest amount of it.
"Oh god," she moaned, her lips still parted. The bite ached so much that I knew she hadn't healed it, and I hoped she wouldn't. "I'm not supposed to like this so much."
"You're a vampire feeding on your mate, Shadow. You're supposed to fucking love this."
Her gaze went to my mouth, and lingered.
Her fangs were still descended.
She wanted more.
"Tell me what else you've seen. That was the deal," she finally whispered.
"You have to bite me or come for me if you want me to keep talking."
"I'll bite you. I have to drink slowly, though. So I don't make myself sick. You can touch me while I do. Keep going until I know everything. I want to know what you've done with a vampire before, too."
I dipped my head.
She lowered her mouth back to my throat and bit me again, leaving new wounds without bothering to try to line them up.
She was so fucking perfect.
I breathed out slowly, fighting with everything I had not to allow the release my body wanted. Rae was already grinding against my cock again, using me.
I slipped my hand into her shorts, groaning and tipping my head back when I found her slick and ready for me, without any panties to push aside. I took her with two of my fingers, and dragged my thumb over her clit.
She came against my throat with a desperate, savage sound, clamping my fingers tightly. My pants tightened, growing damp around the head of my cock as I almost lost it with her.
"You're fucking made for me," I gritted out.
The snarl she gave me said she wanted what I'd promised.
An explanation.
"I've been with a handful of vampires. Male and female.
They always bite. My wrist, usually. Never feels like this.
Like I'd do anything you fucking wanted if it meant you'd keep drinking from me.
Biting doesn't feel as good without a mate bond.
That's what they always said, but I never felt a damn thing. "
I curled my fingers inside her, knowing I'd found her g-spot when she cried out loudly against my throat. She released my vein to come again, harder.
My cock throbbed wildly, and I came so fucking close to exploding when I met her lust-filled eyes.
"You're mine," she hissed.
"That's right, Shadow. I'm yours. No one else will ever taste me, or touch me."
"If you ever touch anyone else..."
"My balls would be yours. My head, too. My family would help you remove it."
Her lips parted as I dragged her back toward another climax. My blood was on her lips, and I growled when her tongue slipped out to wipe it free.
"Some of the mated vampire couples play with violence. BDSM stuff.”
Her nails dug deeper into my skin as I worked her clit a little rougher.
“Mostly, the sex clubs are for watching people fuck or letting people watch you fuck. I went there to cope with the apathy by watching or fucking people sometimes. It worked as well as anything else did. This is a hell of a lot better." I pulled her off my lap and sat her on the couch.
Then I kneeled in front of her, tossing her shorts away and opening her thighs.
Her pupils were blown wide as she watched me lean in and finally taste her.
Her flavor on my tongue was fucking everything. Salt and pleasure and Rae.
She gripped my hair tightly, the sounds of her pleasure growing louder as she came on my tongue. I filled her with my fingers again, lost in her body.
My mate climaxed for me one more time before she finally pushed my face away and slid off the couch, plopping down on my lap and folding herself up against my chest.
She was sweaty and slightly flushed, her eyes dilated and her fangs still descended.
"You still hungry, Shadow?" I murmured.
"I shouldn't be," she whispered, trying to catch her breath. Her hair was wild, her ponytail lopsided. A bunch of the strands had escaped.
"Stop trying to decide what you should or shouldn't be. Just be."
"Fine. Yes. I want to bite you again."
"Good. I want your fangs."
She pushed loose hair out of her eyes. "You're unbelievable."
"Thanks."
She fought a smile, and I winked at her as I lifted her higher on my lap. She was shaking too much to hold herself up.
Her lips brushed my throat in what almost felt like a kiss before she sank her teeth in, claiming my throat a third time.
The light drain of her fangs in my throat was fucking bliss, but I didn't let myself reach the climax still trying to take me.
I wouldn't come with her again until she damn well knew what was happening, and wanted me to.
Every fucking part of me burned as she drank and drank and drank, until I was slightly dazed too. There was a healthy flush to her cheeks, and her skin looked significantly less gray, when she finally pulled away.
She wiped her mouth self-consciously with the back of her trembling hand. "I shouldn't have taken that much. I'm sorry. I—"
"You were perfect." I dragged her lips to mine and kissed her deeply, tasting the iron of my blood in her mouth and letting her taste her pleasure in mine.
Her fingers sank into my hair again before I released her, and her grip tightened as she stared at me.
"I feel so good," she whispered. "Do you think it's the blood?"
I captured one of her hands, lacing my fingers through hers and turning her wrist as I lifted it so she could see the blue of her veins beneath her skin.
She stared at it for a long moment, somewhere between shocked, fascinated, and nauseous. "Holy fuck. Was I dying?"
"You weren't dying. You were just... a shadow."
"I can't feel them as well right now."
"Does that bother you?" I asked.
"I don't know. I don't think so." Her gaze lifted from her hand to my face. "You did this."
"Yeah. Guess I did."
"Thank you." She adjusted her position on my erection, glancing down at her bare core and the joggers I had on that separated us. We were both damp with her pleasure. "You said you never let people fuck you. What did you mean?"
"I wasn't interested in risking attachment by letting someone else take care of me in that way. I took my pleasure with their body, with their permission. They didn't touch me or taste me in any way."
"So if I wanted to..."
"Rae, if you wanted to tie me up for a couple of days, I'd buy you some rope.”
Her lips curved in a small smile that slowly grew wide. Her face was still slightly flushed. I'd never seen anything as beautiful.
She slipped off my lap. "Sit on the couch."
I rose to my feet just long enough to take a seat. She was still wearing a thin bra, but she hadn't bothered to find her shorts.
She dragged my pants down just enough to free my cock, and I watched, fucking transfixed, as she wrapped her hand around the base.
Her gaze flicked to mine. "You still think this will fit inside me?"
"Yeah, baby. It'll fit." I had to choke the words out as she squeezed my erection, testing it.
Fuck, I hoped it passed.
"I have no idea what to do with this," she warned. "I've seen porn a few times, and I read this spicy book Merrily suggested, but I'm not... good."
"I'm about two seconds from coming all over your face. You're fantastic."
Her eyes glittered.
My female wanted me to praise her. That much had become pretty damn clear.
She deserved that and so fucking much more.
I bit back a groan as she dragged her hand slowly down my length. I had to grab the sides of the couch cushion so I didn't get rough with her hair.
Then she lowered her mouth.
"I'm not going to be able to hold back if you—fuckkk." I snarled a curse as she wrapped her mouth around the head of my cock, and I finally lost control.
The orgasm was mind-blowingly intense as it tore through me. I tried to pull my cock from her mouth so Rae wouldn't have to take my cum, but she glared at me and sucked harder, tearing an even more savage snarl from me as I came down my mate's throat.
I'd never let someone blow me before.
I'd tried once. It hadn't been for me.
This was for me.
Rae was for me.
My chest heaved and my entire body shook as I dragged her off the floor and into my arms. I crushed her mouth to mine, kissing her and combining our tastes yet again. We were both sweaty and catching our breath as I held her tightly, thanking fucking fate for making me wait long enough to find her.