Page 5 of Finding Our Home

Dorian readjusted his grip on me, pressing his body close, and making my skin sing with tingling bliss with every small touch. He gulped harder, and I closed my eyes and gripped his hips, letting the feeling take over my body.Oh god. Letting him drink from me is better than I imagined.

He held my head in his hand and wrapped his other arm around my back, holding me securely to him as he drank deeply. I could feel his erection pushing into my stomach, and there was no doubt he could feel mine against his thigh. Every part of my body felt so good, sorightthat I didn’t even care. There was no embarrassment, only the want and need to be closer to him and to let my blood sustain him.

I wonder if that’s just the venom in his fangs talking?Not that I cared one way or another. I just wanted him in any way he’d have me.

“You taste divine, my treasure,” he muttered against my skin before taking another gulp. “I don’t want to stop, but…” He moaned and took another gulp, then pulled his fangs out and licked my wound before leaning back to look me in the eyes.Vampire saliva had healing properties, so my wound would close up soon. He smirked, and for some reason, seeing the blood—no,myblood—dripping from the corner of his mouth made me groan out loud. His smile grew as he leaned in close to me. “If I don’t stop now, I’m afraid I’ll take too much, and I want you to have energy.”

I groaned again, and he rutted against me, making my cock rub against his leg and his cock against my stomach. He ran his tongue along my shoulder again, probably licking up a drop of blood, but then he trailed his lips up my neck with a barely-there touch that had me squirming and dying to pull him closer.

Holy shit. I’m under his spell, and I don’t want to come out of it.

His nose brushed my cheek, then my own nose, making his lips a hairsbreadth from mine. “Can I kiss you, my treasure? I’m afraid I’m being selfish after you gave me sustenance, but I want to taste your lips just as badly as I want to drink from you again.” His voice was husky and laced with lust.

I groaned again, unable to form words, so I pressed forward, just a hair, and my lips brushed his. We both froze as the strange tingling spread from his lips to mine and all over my body. But then it was like something unleashed inside him because he was grabbing my hair and pressing against me and running his tongue across my lips and rutting his hips. He was kissing me with more passion than I’d ever expected.

The blood on his tongue tasted metallic, but knowing he’d taken what he’d needed from me, from my body, made it freaking hot. He had drunk from me; I’d supplied him with what he needed—that knowledge sent my lust up a notch.Holy hell.

He owned my mouth, kissing me like it was his last breath, like I was special, like hewantedme. I’d never been kissed like this. I’d never felt more wanted and needed in my entire life.

I opened my mouth to allow access, and the second our tongues brushed, I felt more than heard a deep rumbling in his chest that was sexy as hell.

Dorian startled a little—at what, I wasn’t sure—but he shook it off and deepened our kiss, then ran his hands down my back. My chest tightened in a strange way, almost like it was trying to rumble back at him.

What the hell is that?

It freaked me out at first, but Dorian cupped my cheek and whispered against my lips, “It’s okay, baby.”

I closed my eyes and decided to trust him. As soon as I had the thought, the strange rumble in his chest grew louder, and my answering almost-there rumble grew warm, leaving a quiet comfort in its place as my body lit up with fire.

I thought it might be awkward kissing him because of his fangs, but it wasn’t hard to avoid being pierced.Thank God.I never wanted to stop kissing him, but I was dying to taste his skin, too.

His hands were everywhere; rubbing the skin on my back, my sides, my thighs, taking off his underwear, then mine so we were left gloriously naked. His skin rubbing all over mine was making me feel like I was going to burst. When he grabbed my ass under the water, I gasped and broke our kiss to look at him.

He stared back, the silver ring in his eyes glowing bright, and he kneaded my ass cheeks with his hands. “Tell me now if you want me to stop.” His voice was deeper, but there was an underlying hiss beneath it. I’d heard of this—his vampire side was riding him hard, fighting for control. “If we go any further, I won’t stop.”

I swallowed and nodded. “I want you. I don’t want you to stop.”

“Are yo—”

“Don’t stop, Dorian. I want to feel you inside me. Right now.” I’d never been more sure.

He hissed again, then devoured my mouth with his as he ran his finger over my hole before plunging it inside. We both moaned loudly, and the water lapped around us as we ground against each other, and he worked my hole open.

He kissed his way down my jaw and neck, then used his free hand to grab my cock under the water. He stroked me and played with my slit, and all I could do was hold onto him.

But then he suddenly pulled back and bit into his wrist. I was in such a lustful haze that I didn’t realize what he was doing until he held his bleeding wrist up to my mouth and whispered, “Drink.”

I blinked myself out of it enough to ask, “What?”

“It will be… more pleasurable for you if my blood is coursing through your body. And… I want to share this with you.”

My eyebrows scrunched together a little at that because I didn’t understand what he meant, but he looked intense, so after hesitating for a second, I tentatively licked his wrist. I thought it would taste gross, but it was sweet and tangy—did all vampires’ blood taste this good?—so I wrapped my lips around his small cut and gulped in a sip. Dorian closed his eyes and moaned in pleasure as if it felt just as good as rubbing our bodies together. His chest rumbled even louder, and that sent a thrill through me. I sucked in two more gulps before his wound closed, and I licked up the rest of his delicious blood.

Gripping my face, he pulled me to him, tasting himself on my tongue like I had earlier. He moaned into my mouth and rutted against me with a new vigor.

“Damn, baby, I want to taste every part of you, but I need to take you first. I cannot wait, my treasure.”

I moaned and nodded, gripping his shoulders tighter. He easily lifted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist as he lowered to his knees in the water and lined his cock up with my hole. I had the fleeting thought that we needed a condom, but then I realized that he was a vampire and couldn’t get or transmit anything. He pressed in past the tight ring, and I hissed in pain. The water wasn’t exactly helping, but he froze and allowed me to adjust as he kissed me and kneaded my ass to help me relax better. Once I did, he pressed in farther, and he moaned loudly, but paused again.

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