Page 25 of Witch Unbound
She pressed her body to mine, hard and soft at the same time, and the fear morphed to something hot and eager.
“I’m going to bite you now, Cora.” She licked the column of my neck, making a primal sound in the back of her throat that teased the fear back to life. It mingled with the throbbing desire that had taken over my body. “Stop me. Promise you’ll stop me.” Her lips kissed my skin.
I closed my eyes, as if that could block out the agony to come. “I promise.”
Pain was a burn slicing into my neck. I bit back a scream, writhing against her in an effort to quell the agony as her fangs penetrated my artery. The first tug was an inferno in my blood, surging up as if it wanted to burrow out of my skin. A cry slipped from my lips. I grabbed her hips, fingers digging in to hold myself together as she took another drag.
Oh, God. I couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t, but even as I thought it, the burn ebbed, and a simmering heat took its place. My head grew light and my limbs lethargic. Sloane moaned against my skin, mouth tugging at my life blood in slow, deep pulls, then her thigh slipped between mine, rubbing against my core, and a different kind of heat began to bloom between us.
The world grew fuzzy and light. My head felt like a cloud, but my body was anchored by the throbbing wetness between my thighs that begged for something. A distant part of me blared a warning. Time to stop.
But I wasn’t in control of my body. My hips moved against her thigh, my breasts swelled against hers, and every brush of our bodies sent tingling shockwaves across my skin.
Stop. She needed to—
Her hand slid into the waistband of my jeggings and her fingers found the source of my hunger, dipping into the wetness and sliding back and forth over my clit.
Sounds filled the room. Hungry, desperate gasps. Me? This was me.
Heat lapped at my neck, then Sloane claimed my mouth in a deep, tongue-thrusting kiss that echoed the movement of her fingers inside me.
I sucked on her coppery tongue, not caring that I was tasting my blood, because the only thing that mattered was the place she was taking me with her hand down my pants.
She kissed me like I was the last molecule of air, breathing with me, for me, until I wasn’t sure where she stopped and I began. I came hard, hips jerking against her hand, and she swallowed my cries eagerly.
We remained lip-locked for long minutes as I rode the orgasm she wouldn’t allow to quit, until it edged on the verge of pain and I was whispering for her to stop. Enough. No more.
Only then did she pull back her hand and break the kiss.
Her electric-blue eyes were almost all pupil as she raked her gaze over my face. “Cora…” Her tone was husky and thick with desire.
I licked my lips. “Sloane…”
She pressed her forehead to mine. “Dammit, woman. There’s no going back now.”
No, there wasn’t. Not for either of us.
Chapter Seven
The wound on my neck was gone. Sloane had healed it instinctively. There had to be something in her saliva, maybe activated by her intentions? We weren’t sure. The pain of her feeding had also been brief, and the rest…Well, thinking about it got me all flushed.
We took The Elite vehicle to the Holm Pack settlement and got there when the party was in full swing. I spotted the guys, but before I could talk to them, a petite woman with golden hair pulled back in a bun intercepted me with a warm smile and twinkling hazel-green eyes. Her features, although feminine, held hints of Rune. This had to be his mother.
Halle appeared beside her a moment later, strengthening my conviction. “Cora, hey, my mother wanted to meet you.”
The woman beamed wider. “Rune told me what you did for him. Thank you for bringing him back to us. You have no idea what this means to me, to all of us.” She pulled me into a hug that caught me off guard. I wasn’t used to maternal love, but I felt it like a kernel of ever-warmth unfurling inside me when she held me and stroked my hair. “Thank you, daughter.”
Daughter? I’d never been a daughter before.
“Thank you for bringing my son back to me.”
I pulled back and returned her smile. “He saved my life too.”
“I know.” She pulled back. “I know it all. And Wren played a part too.”
“You met him?”
Halle jerked a thumb toward the buffet table to our left. “Oh, he has a reward already.”
