Page 63 of Desired for Her Blood
He shakes his head. “Not after what your body’s been through today.”
That wasn’t anabsoluteno.
Not aneverlike I usually get.
“Feed me some of your blood,” I suggest softly. That would get rid of my soreness, make me even more eager to make room for his massive cock.
He shakes his head. “Too dangerous.”
I pull down his foreskin and circle his head with my tongue.
He groans. “Oh, fuck.”
“Maybe I like a little danger.” I trace my tongue through his slit and this entire body tightens.
He takes my face in his hands forcing my lips from his cock. He shakes his head. “With my blood in your system, your sense of pain would be altered… You might not stop me if… I could kill you.”
“Axe.” Leaving one hand around his cock, I brush his cheek. “You would never let that happen.”
He shakes his head. “You don’t know that.Idon’t even know that.” He sighs deeply. “I am an alpha, with an alpha’s sexual appetite, and it has been many, many years since my wife… Many years since I have felt…”
His body arches and he moans, and I realize I’ve started stroking him again. So I still my hand’s movement to let him finish his thoughts.
“Maybe,” I say when he doesn’t continue. “Maybe you could use your blood, like Ryker and Zuben did… For lubrication?”
He groans, clearly tempted. “I need…” He groans again. “Until I met you, I never imagined wanting, never mindneedingsex again. And I love you. I do love you.”
“Then let’s try.” I tighten my hands around his hardness. “Feed me your blood and then fuck me. Please.”
His pelvis tips forward, sliding his cock in my hands. “Once I start,” he says, fear in his eyes. “I might not be able to control myself. The bear…”
I suck in a ragged breath. “Will you shift?”
He shakes his head. “No, but I’ll turn aggressive—very aggressive.” His eyes close. “And with your sense of pain altered, and your sex drive…acceleratedas you put it. Things could quickly get out of control.”
“Out of control sounds good to me.” I grin. Alpha or not, I know Axe well enough by now to know he’d never hurt me.
He looks away, his jaw tensing as he runs out of physical excuses. It’s clear how difficult this is for him and the last thing I want is for our first time to be tainted by any hint of coercion.
“But you’re not ready,” I say softly. “Emotionally.”
He nods. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay.”
He turns back toward me and his eyes are welling with worry. “But what if… I don’t even want to say it.”
“You don’t have to.”
He’s worried that I’ll die and we’ll never have the chance.
“You’ve got nothing to be sorry about.” I stroke his chest as I look into his eyes. Using the possibility of my death isn’t fair. It’s emotional blackmail.
“I shouldn’t have tried to push you.” I smile, hoping my expression shows reassurance. “And all those what ifs are irrelevant because I plan to survive the transition. I’m going to become a vampire. I know it in my heart.” My body trembles inside, my words more certain than my guts.
“Of course you’ll survive.” He tips his head to rest against mine as I lightly stroke his cock. “I won’t accept anything else.”
I understand his fears about hurting me. I’ve got some fears about sex with him too, but for Axe I know this is more than the physical risk. As much as he claims to love me, he’s clearly not ready tomakelove. Not ready to break the traditions of his clan and take a new sexual partner. And I need to respect that.
