He needed to feel every inch of her skin.
He needed to be inside her.
He needed to know what she tasted like when she screamed his name.
Cora had teased a starving lion, dangled a plethora of delights in front of him, and now he would feast.
Chapter thirty-four
Cora
Cora tried furiously to remind herself of all the reasons she’d refused to give in to Saiden, but the moment he looked at her with the kind of heat that threatened to burn her alive, they all fluttered away like ashes in the wind.
Dying in his arms suddenly didn’t seem like such a bad way to go.
Abandoning all her reservations, Cora allowed him to fully claim her.
Lightning arced under her skin, and she pressed herself tighter to him, sending the tiny shocks into overdrive. A moan slipped out, and she didn’t know if it was from the pleasure or the pain.
She didn’t care. She just needed more.
If this was what it was like to be with a vampire, she understood where all the romance novels came from. Being in his arms just felt safe. It felt right. It felt like she had always been destined to find her way to him.
It was almost embarrassing how badly she craved him right then.
“Saiden.”
His name fell from her lips, a wanton plea for him to take more of her.
All of her.
Wrapping a leg around his hip to pull him closer, she pressed her aching pussy against his rigid cock. She was grateful for the swim since the water hid how wet her panties would have been otherwise.
Not that she needed to hide her arousal. She was done hiding from Saiden.
She was done hiding from life.
He growled something incoherent in her ear, but she understood his intention all the same. They weren’t teasing this time. Weren’t dancing around their attraction. There was something primal happening, a need inside them both that couldn’t be,wouldn’t be, denied. Her muscles could spasm however much they wanted, but all she would feel was Saiden.
She reached between them to slide her hand inside his boxer briefs, and nearly stopped breathing altogether when she felt him. She knew now what he meant earlier about his cock being underwhelming when he was low on blood. He must have fed at some point because he had gone from unquestionably large to ‘Oh dear God, am I insane to try this?’
Of course she was insane. She was out of her fucking mind, and there was no turning back.
She curled her hand around as much of his girth as possible, loving how his cock twitched and his hips thrust forward. As if her touch alone might drive him to madness. She circled a thumb around the tip and tried not to blush at the drop of moisture that was not water. There was something empowering about knowing he felt just as strongly for her as she did for him.
A tiny prick of pain nipped at her lip, and she pulled back in time to see his fangs slide the rest of the way out. A drop of blood dangled off the edge of one tooth. Just a single drop, waiting to be sucked into the ecstasy that was Saiden’s mouthor lost to the cold, hard ground where it would dissolve into nothing.
If she gave herself over to him, he could take whatever he wanted. Could take her completely. Yet for some reason, she wasn’t afraid anymore.
She was intrigued.
She leaned forward and let the tip of her tongue dart out to snag the drop of blood, surprised that she didn’t entirely hate the coppery taste.
Saiden fixed an intense stare on her throat when she swallowed before dragging his eyes up to meet her heated gaze. He must have seen at least some apprehension on her face, though, because he pressed his forehead to hers and whispered, “I won’t hurt you. I promise.”
Her hand squeezed tighter around his cock, and the resulting moan sank into her skin, fueling the heat throbbing between her thighs.
“What if I want you to?” she offered breathily.
