“In answer to your question, yes.” She sank onto the bed next to him. “I will be yours. I have been since the moment we met, and I will be for as long as you’ll have me.”
“As long as I don’t get staked or beheaded, how does eternity sound?”
She smiled as a thousand butterflies flitted from her stomach to her chest. “Better than heaven.”
He took her cheek in his hand and placed a tender kiss on her lips. Heat unfurled in her belly, and she leaned into him, gripping his thigh and slipping her tongue into his mouth. His new fangs grazed her flesh, the razor-like tips drawing blood. A moan rumbled in his chest, and she pulled back to gaze into his eyes.
“Be careful of your fangs. They’re sharp.”
He slipped out his tongue to moisten his lips. “You taste amazing.”
“Play your cards right, and I might let you have more.”
“Vampires can drink each other’s blood?”
“Not for sustenance, but for intimacy.”
He parted his lips, touching the tip of his tongue to his fang. Lilith’s gaze locked on his mouth, and the heat in her belly rolled down to her nether region. Her soulmate was now a vampire. Sure, the circumstances surrounding his transformation weren’t as either of them would have liked, but Spencer was immortal now. He was hers forever, and the mere thought made tears gather on her lower lids.
“Then let’s get intimate.” Fire sparked in his eyes, and he took her mouth in another kiss, this one filled with urgency and passion.
Percival cawed and flew out of the room, and she grabbed Spencer’s shirt, tugging it upward, only breaking the kiss to yank it over his head. Their mouths met again, and she wrapped her arms around him, massaging the bare skin on his back as they kissed. He broke away, rising to his feet and pulling her up with him.
He took off her shirt and bra and pulled her to his chest. His skin was cooler than before, but he was a vampire now, so that was normal. He was still soft and hard in all the right places, and she unbuttoned his pants to reach for her favorite hard thing. She wrapped her fingers around his dick, and he sucked in a breath.
“All of my senses are ten times stronger.” He undid her pants and worked them down her hips, taking her panties with them.
“What I’m about to do to you will feel ten times better.” She pushed his pants down and started to lower to her knees.
“Mm-mm.” He clutched her shoulders, stopping her descent. “Let me worship you.”
Before she could respond, he scooped an arm behind her knees, lifting her from her feet and placing her on the bed. Her stomach fluttered, and a warm shiver ran down her spine. If he wanted to worship her, who was she to deny him?
He kicked off his pants and tossed the rest of their clothes aside before climbing on top of her. He kissed her neck, running his tongue up to her ear before gliding his nose down to her shoulder with a deep inhale. “I can smell your blood. The urge to taste it is overwhelming.”
“The wait will be worth it.”
“I know.” Rising to his hands and knees, he held her gaze and moved back. He pressed a kiss to her navel before spreading her legs and lying between them. “I want to taste the rest of you first.”
He flicked out his tongue, bathing her clit, and electricity shot straight to her heart. An ahh escaped her lips, and she arched her back, offering her whole self to him. He licked her again, and she moaned.
“I love the sounds you make.” His words vibrated through her core.
“I love it when you make me make them.” She fisted the sheets as he worked his tongue, pleasuring her and moaning his appreciation. Every nerve in her body felt alive in a way she’d never experienced before. Sparkling with energy and magic and love.
He slipped two fingers inside her, angling his hand to reach her sweet spot and stroking the sensitive flesh until she cried out his name. Her climax tightened in her core, begging to be released. She was almost there.
“Bite me, Spencer. On my inner thigh.”
He inhaled deeply, pressing his thumb against her clit and gliding his lips across to her leg. “Here?” he whispered against her skin, turning it to gooseflesh.
“Yes. Sweet Persephone, please.”
He sank his fangs into her thigh, and a million fireworks exploded inside her, the orgasm rocking her soul. A groan vibrated from his lips as he covered the puncture with his mouth and sucked. Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her until she couldn’t bear the pleasure anymore.
Panting, she stilled his hand, and he released her, gazing up with passion-drunk eyes.
“My turn.” She pushed to sitting. “On your back.”
