Blinking, trying to see. Trying to breathe. I finally managed to look up at him.
Sitting back on his heels, he tipped his head back, stretching his neck in a long, slender column of onyx. Blood streamed down the front of his body, dripping on his magnificent cock. Blood so full of magic it didn’t even look red. Too many colors burned in each drop. Shattered ice and diamonds sparkling in the moonlight while aurora borealis bled across the midnight sky. Rays of light blazed around him. On me. In me. A blinding, blowing storm of pure rainbow energy.
He drew in a long, shaking breath and tipped his head back down to look at me. “Had enough?”
“Never.”
He glanced over his shoulder at Dörr. “Alpha?”
My Darkest perched on the rail at the foot of the bed like a formidable gargoyle. Wings tucked against his back, claws gripping the wooden frame, his obsidian hide glistened in the spinning rainbows. “She has subdued the Endless Slough, the Bottomless Pit, and the Darkest Black Mountain. She will now subdue the Brightest Rainbow God without issue.”
Heimdallr looked back at me, his eyes so bright they looked white. “Then I ask you to bite me harder, my queen. But first...” His golden shards tore the scratches on his forearm wider, deeper, allowing blood to gush down his fingertips. He held his dripping hand over my pussy, drizzling me with his bright blood.
My back bowed and I screamed so hard my throat ached. He seized my hips, locking my thighs over his shoulders so he could rub his blood deeper with his face. His tongue. He stroked and teased and licked his blood into me. Pushing it inside me. Filling me with his blood. Magic pulsed and pushed inside me like his cock.
I could only imagine how much better it would be when he shoved deep.
Desperate to get him inside me, I clawed at his shoulders, gouging more wounds until I finally managed to seize thick coilsof his hair. I dragged him up, winding his hair around my wrists. Until he was close enough I could finally bite his throat again. Harder. As he asked. Gripping him in my jaws, willing my fangs to slide deeper, longer, piercing his flesh like twin ivory swords.
He groaned deep in his chest. A long, endless sound, rough and hoarse, a bellow. A roar. A cry loud enough even Yggdrasil itself shivered with delight, rustling magical leaves with pleasure. Until he finally thrust inside me hard enough my breath exploded out of my lungs. As if he meant to shake me loose.
But I had my fangs in him now. I refused to let go.
Grinding my jaws side to side, working his flesh, I sucked on him without retracting my fangs. I pulled hard on his blood. Willing it to flow to me.Deepest, darkest rivers. The rainbow bridges above. Flow to me.
His blood poured into me. Quicker than I could swallow. Spilling from my mouth, coating us both in his shining, burning blood. The last bit of his control shattered and broke apart like a failing dam against the raging sea. Grunting with effort, he thrust again, so hard he drove me higher up the bed. Our bodies slipped on the bloody sheets. Until he could grab the headboard for leverage.
He bent over me, his back heaving, grinding deeper. Trying to shove me through the mattress into the ground below. Wood cracked. Splintered.
Something fell toward us. I caught a glimpse of something wispy and light, barely grazing my face, then Dörr swept the falling beam aside so it crashed onto the floor. I shook my hands free of the tangled coils of Heimdallr’s hair so I could rake his back with my nails. Digging into his buttocks as if I could pull him inside me deeper. Hold him. Forever.
Shuddering with climax, he poured into me, adding a new glittering stream to the magic flowing between us. Light sobright I couldn’t see it. My brain couldn’t recognize it. But I felt the vibrations through my muscles and bones. A piercing frequency detonated through me like a nuclear bomb. I couldn’t hold in so much energy. It blasted out of my mouth in a scream. Waves of magic, pulsing energy, a rolling shockwave rocked the entire house. Rumbled the ground with seismic energy.
Afterimages flickered like lingering shadow residue. Not just my eyes but all my senses, completely overloaded. My ears rang. My muscles ached. My head didn’t feel connected to my body. He fell. Rolled. Taking me with him. Dragging me on top of his chest.
My fangs started to retract, making me twitch and shudder even at such a small sensation. His chest heaved beneath me. Wet. Sweat. Blood. Both. He cupped my face in both hands, lifting my head up enough so he could see my face.
Relief swept over him, relaxing the strain in his eyes. “Goddess. You’re still alive.”
Blinking away the shadowy residue, I licked my lips, though the taste of his blood made my eyes roll back in my head. Lingering aftershocks made me quiver and twitch all over again. “Better. Than alive.”
He let his head drop back to the mattress and he laughed. A chuckle at first, then louder. Full on laughter. Pouring out of him until he shook the bed all over again.
Propping my chin on my hand, my elbow on his chest, I watched him with a bemused smile. This amazing, beautiful god of Bifröst, standing guard for untold centuries. Flat on his back. Completely relaxed. Bloody. Laughing with such ease and joy.
“I think you sucked the soul out of my body.”
“I tried.”
He bellowed out another deep chuckle, his fingers gliding around my nape. He lifted his head again, his eyes back to warm, deep gold. He pressed a gentle kiss to my lips. “Thank you,Helayna Ironheart, for proving even gods are nothing but putty under the hands and fangs of such a beautiful, powerful vampire queen.”
I touched my tongue to his lips and then lightly stroked over the brutal shards of his teeth. “You didn’t feed.”
A tremor shook his chest. “Goddess, I can still taste my blood on your tongue. I don’t need to feed like you, my queen, but I admit I am quickly developing a taste for blood. Especially yours.”
“Good, because I’d like to feel your teeth ravage me next time.”
His eyes flashed, his lips curling in an easy, confident smile. “Next time, absolutely, though I think we’ll need to find a new bed.”
