CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

E ven though he’d tasted her just minutes before, feeling her warm, fresh blood rush into his mouth while his cock was buried deep inside her nearly made him blow his stack. Not just that, but her blood flowing down his throat sent a hot flush through him he’d never experienced.

Around him, Brianna cried, her fingers digging into his arms, her hot breath on his neck.

God, he wanted her to bite him back.

Using every ounce of self-control, he held on until he finally felt her orgasm strike and her pussy clench, and that’s when he lost it. His seed shot forth into her, filling her with all the desire he felt for her.

He threw back his head and cried out her name.

Three orgasms later, they lay panting on the torn sheets. They were both on fire, but he pulled her closer, their bodies sticking to each other. Who cared.

“You doing alright there, wildcat?”

“Mm-hmm.”

He’d kept his fangs to himself after the first bite. It wasn’t normal to bite a human during sex. Aside from the obvious exposure to their race, it was generally something only vampires did between themselves.

Who was he kidding. It was usually something only mates did.

It had been an accident, but had felt so natural to bite her. And once he’d tasted her, he’d wanted more.

He glanced down at the redhead lying on him before looking up at the ceiling. It was time to be honest with himself. While his eyes may not be showing proof that Brianna was his mate, he knew.

Because while he’d been willing to let Marie leave, he was not letting Brianna go. Nobody knew that yet.

But they soon would.