“Oh, get over yourself, Dimitri. Being a pianist is what you are. You?—”
I hung up and tossed my phone onto the bed.
My fangs ached, sharp with the hollow echo of hunger.
I wrenched my door open and stormed straight into Rune.
She let out a soft,“Ooof,”as she stumbled.
Midnight orchid filled my nostrils, and my fangs lengthened.
Bump-bump.
Bump-bump.
Bump-bump.
Her heartbeat thundered until it drowned out everything else.
My vision tunneled, and I gripped my doorframehard.
“Dimitri?” she asked softly. Her hand touched my shoulder—gentle, grounding—but all I felt was her pulse, warm and steady against my skin. It vibrated through me, calling every hollow space inside to fill.
“Dimitri?” she asked softly, her hand lingering on my shoulder. All I felt was her pulse, warm and steady against where she touched me. “Are you okay?”
My restraint broke.
In a blink, I had her against the wall. One hand gripped her wrists above her head, and the other cupped her chin, forcing her gaze to mine. My voice was a growl I barely recognized. “You wanted my venom, didn’t you?”
Her lips parted, and her breath caught. The vein at her neck throbbed like it was begging for my fangs. “I…yes.”
Heat crashed through me with her permission.
I turned her head to the side and leaned down, inhaling her scent. My mouth watered. I opened my mouth and sank my fangs into the buttery soft flesh of her neck.
Her blood spilled into my mouth, across my tongue. I drank from her, deeper and deeper, my tongue curled against her throat to draw more.
She moaned,loudly,and writhed against me. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist.
“Dimitri, oh myFates, please,” she moaned again, rubbing herself against my hardened dick.
Her body ground against mine, heat searing through the fabric between us. My hips snapped forward, rubbing the hard length of my cock against her clit through our clothes.
Over and over.
The friction was torture, perfect, but not enough.
I wanted more.
So much fucking more.
Her scream detonated as her legs clamped around me, her body convulsing as she came undone from my venom and friction alone.
I swallowed another hot mouthful of her blood, groaning against her skin as my release tore through me. My cock jerked, spilling my cum into my clothes, as I pushed hard against her one last time.
“Fuck,” I gasped, licking her neck clean, dizzy with fullness, want, andshame.
“Fuck is right,” Slater rasped from his doorframe.
