Julian doesn’t answer. Julian kisses me. The coppery taste of my blood on his lips hits my tongue. He slants his mouth to deepen the kiss. I’m helpless against him and the lust he inspires in me. I kiss him back. I wrap my arms and legs around him, my bloody hand in his hair. It turns his blond hair dark.
Julian breaks our kiss to grab my hand out of his hair. He brings it to his lips and covers my wound with his mouth. When he sucks, I gasp. It’s euphoric. There’s no pain at all, the throbbing vanishes the second Julian puts his mouth on me. He grabs my arm with both hands, clasps it to his chest and drinks deeply from me.
The knot of anxiety and fear that I’ve carried with me unknots and I come undone beneath Julian. My orgasm breaks over me like a wave hitting the jetty. I squeeze his waist, thighs and legs desperately pressing into him to get more pressure. My back arches off the bed and I cry out.
“Julian!”
This time it’s his hand that wraps around my neck and forces me back down. He rises up onto his knees and keeps drinking from me. He’s moved on from the gash on my hand to my wrist. My hand is completely healed by now. I feel the bite, just a pinch of pain before it’s soothed away and numbed by whatever magic is in Julian’s bite. All of it pushes me higher on the wave of ecstasy Julian has forced me to ride.
I come back to myself and the feeling of relief Julian gave me is still here. It didn’t go away. It anchors me to him. I feel so different. From one moment to the next I’ve gone from trying to find an escape to wanting to be nowhere but here. I stretch my fingers and flex them, staring at my hand made whole again while Julian continues to feed.
I touch the hand on my neck and his eyes come to mine. “More, please. More.” I lift my hips to tell him exactly what Iwant but he already knows. He’s wanted this. It was me that had to come around to wanting the same thing.
Julian licks the inside of my wrist and puts my arm down. I don’t have to look to know my wrist is healed. Everything he touches he puts back together. He’s so unlike me. When he reaches for my dress, I lift my hips and arms to help him get it off of me. Julian ruined my underwear in the parlour so it’s only a minute before he’s gotten his pants off and we’re skin to skin. My blood mars his perfect skin. I see it in the moonlight, his shining hair darkened with my drying blood where my hands were.
Julian cups my thigh and lifts it higher, bringing me closer. He doesn’t feel cold anymore. My body warmth is more than enough between the two of us to keep us warm and Julian feels alive against me. My body aches for him. It’s a need that feels bone deep. The orgasm he just gave me primed my body to remember exactly what kind of pleasure Julian is capable of. I’m wet and ready for him. I touch his face, trace the blood still on his chin and pull him down to kiss me. I’m trembling by the time I feel the head of Julian’s cock pressing against me. He rolls his hips, teasing me.
I dig my nails into his shoulders. “Please. I need you. I-I can’t take this anymore,” I tell him in between kisses. It’s true, I can’t take it anymore. The need to escape, to have everything just vanish has been replaced by an insatiable hunger for Julian. I have to have him. I need him inside of me or I’ll die.
The ache in me builds and Julian ignores me for another minute. He kisses my neck and nips my shoulder. His cock nudges me teasingly, it slides through my folds and against my clit. I lift my hips to meet him to get more pressure. It’s enough to blunt the hunger I have for him, but only for a moment.
“I need you,” I whimper. There’s tears in my eyes, they roll down my cheeks. I’m begging, crying, sick with need. I’ve neverbeen like this for anything or anyone in my life. I’ve only begged like this for the lives of my parents.
Julian moves over me, his gaze captures mine and I fall straight into his beautiful eyes. “You will stay with me. Say it,” Julian murmurs against my ear. A flash of lightning paints us in light, it makes him look like the angel I thought he was before.
“I’ll stay with you,” I say like he’s ordered me.
“Forever,” he commands.
“Forever,” I repeat.
“My beautiful wife,” he kisses my collarbone and gathers me close. “I belong to you.” He kisses me again, just a light brush of his lips against my lips in a sweet kiss before he gives me what I’ve been begging for.
Julian gives me his teeth as he thrusts into me. I shatter completely at that first bite. Julian lifts my hands above my head and holds them there while he fucks into me. I open up for him, eagerly taking every inch of him until I feel him bottom out.
“Oh god,” I whisper when he grinds against me.
Julian lifts his head from my neck. “There is no god here, wife. Only me.” Julian angles his hips to give his thrusts more power. “Look at me.” I’m powerless to look anywhere else. There’s nothing else but the vampire hell-bent on loving me. I try to move with him but I can’t manage it for long. I lose myself, my body jerking when I cum again on Julian’s dick. I’m sobbing for him when Julian starts to fuck into me harder and faster. My body jolts with every thrust. He presses down on my wrists, his grip so tight that my wrists start to ache and I welcome it. Every bruise and ache a reminder of how much Julian needs me.
You will stay with me. Forever.
His words echo in my ears, they become an all devouring chant that leaves me writhing and crying out for him. My eyes roll into the back of my head when I cum again, this time with Julian.
“Maris,” he moans my name against my neck, his fangs cutting my skin and my name on his lips. He doesn’t heal me right away. I can feel my blood on my neck and shoulder, sticky and warm between us when he bites me again. Pleasure and pain mingle, they weave together and become whole in a mirror of Julian and I. He’s holding us together, inside of me both teeth and cock. I arch into him and wrap my legs around him, trying to get as close as I can.
If I could vanish into Julian, I would.
The connection his command forced into me takes root and grows, it spreads through me like wildfire until there’s nothing left inside of me but Julian.
He gathers me in his arms and pulls me close as he rolls onto his back. I hold tight to him. For so long my world has been small, bleak and lonely. Torment and pain have been my constant companions but that’s changed. There’s more for me now.
There’s Julian.
And I am completely addicted to my vampire.
Thirty-Five
MARIS
