I began to feed from her.
And I would take everything she offered to me. I wouldn’t resist anymore.
CHAPTER 20
ERINA
With his fangs in my body, there was only ecstasy.
When he fed from me, I felt like Ibelongedsomewhere. I felt protected in his arms. Safe.
“I’m yours,” I whispered. I felt his harsh exhale over my skin, and I smiled in relief and pleasure. It was like a part of himneededto hear that. Had that been what he’d been afraid of? What I felt for him was only growing and expanding exponentially with every passing day. Did he feel the same?
He must,I thought, and the realization brought joy unlike anything I’d experienced before. Maybe—just maybe—I would finally get everything I’d dreamed of, everything I’d ever wanted. A male I loved and who loved me in return, a family, a home that could never be taken from me.
Pleasure was rising again though my body was still tingling from his touch between my thighs. It felt like he’d unleashed an alien creature inside me, one who was ravenous and wanton. I only desired him. I only wanted him. For a brief moment, I feared something was wrong with me. Surely to feel this aching longing and madness for someone wasn’t normal, was it?
His feeding grew more and more hungry. His grip on metightened, his hands beginning to rove as I rocked over his lap. I wanted to experience sex with him. I wanted to feel what it was like, to have him deep inside my body in a way his fangs never could be.
So when his hands began to rip at the laced waistband of his trousers, tugging the material over his cock, I craned my head down even though it shifted his bite in my skin. My eyes widened, my hand reaching immediately for the hardened, bobbing cock that was newly exposed.
He hissed when my palm wrapped around him. I didn’t know what to do, not truly, but I remembered everything I’d ever heard from keepers about sex, and their giggling gossiping of their escapades, in every House I’d ever worked in. But mostly I acted on instinct, gliding my hand up and down the hot, suede-like skin, which felt as hard as metal in my grip. I wanted to explore him more than anything…but the tight, driving need inside me didn’t allow for that.
Kaldur bucked up into my hands. The power of his hips lifted even me as he chased his pleasure. He released his fangs from my neck, and I caught the wild flash of his eyes when he dragged me even closer. I gasped when his head dipped, when he caught one exposed nipple between his lips and sucked, palming the other one with a possessive touch.
I gave a soft, shocked grunt when I felt the prick of his fangs in my breast.
“Oh, gods,” I breathed, my fist tightening over his cock, making him thrust his hips even harder. He began to feed from me there, and it feltincredible, every nerve ending sizzling up to meet his fangs. One of his hands returned between my thighs, teasing me mercilessly as I writhed against him. I was dripping—I could feel it. I wasn’t even embarrassed about it. I only wantedmore. More sensation, more pleasure, more of his touch.
“It will never be enough,” came Kaldur’s dark rasp of a voice, releasing me. I gasped, holding on to his shoulders when he stoodsuddenly, sweeping up from the chair. “Vaan, I want you sofuckingmuch, Erina. And I hate that. I hate that I need you like this.”
The words filled me with a dark sense of glee even though he sounded almost angry about it. I was helpless to clutch at his shoulders as he walked us over to his bed. My body felt empty of him, and so I bit down into his neck, listening to the feral creature inside me, knowing it would spur him on.
A snarl rose from him, and when I pulled back, I eyed him with a half-lidded gaze. With my blood dripping from his fangs, he made a frighteningly erotic sight. The scar on his face made him appear almost sinister—if only he wasn’t so incredibly handsome. If only he didn’t make me ache with want just looking at him.
Is this what falling in love is like?I questioned.This spiraling descent into madness and hope?
He flipped me face down onto the bed before I could beg or demand or whimper, tugging my naked hips back and up, bringing me to my knees. I heard a dark curse reverberate from him, sounding like a plea. I felt the head of his cock kiss my slick sex, teasing me.So hotit felt like a brand on my sensitive flesh. Like this, he was at a perfect height for?—
“I can’t resist you, Erina,” he whispered, lowering himself over my back. His lips met the shell of my ear. “I just want to drown in you.”
A ragged cry tore from my throat when he thrust his cock into me. My body moved of its own accord, rocking away from the pain. Despite my arousal, he was still an extremely tight fit, his thickness only allowing him to enter me partially.
“Raazos, you’re tight,dallia,” he cursed. “Did I hurt you?”
“A little,” I said, biting my lip, but I didn’t want him to pull away. When he tried to, I protested, “No! Just…just hold on.Please.Distract me.”
I tilted my neck, and he took the hint. His fangs pricked intome, and the pulling draw of his hunger, the flood and warmth of his venom, made the pain slowly fade. Every moment loosened my muscles and sharp pinch I felt deep inside.
I’d thought it would feel strange. To have someone else inside your own body. But with Kaldur, it felt completely right. Normal. If only I could see him though…if only I could wrap my arms around his body and embrace him tight.
When I gave an experimental rock of my hips, he hissed against me. He’d brought his forearms down on either side of my head—they vibrated with tension. I felt the scratch of his clothing against my back, reminding me that he was still fully clothed and I was completely naked, a tantalizing contrast of sensation.
I began to move my body in time with his feeding, the pleasure winding tighter and tighter inside me. Soon, he took the hint, dragging his length out before thrusting back inside. Over and over again. Short and quick motions that made me squirm. Soon there was no pain, only a sensation of strange fullness. I was taking him,allof him, and a triumphant thrill raced through me.
On his next thrust, I grunted softly because there was nowhere else for him to go. I felt something hard and thick nudge against my entrance and my eyes widened with the realization of what it was. I’d nearly forgotten. Full-blooded Kylorr had a knot at the base of their cock. I’d never seen one before, only in drawings or paintings.
Curious, I reached behind me, and Kaldur let out a hoarse cry when I cupped him there.
