Page 97 of Claim the Twilight
My chest fluttered. “You have blood?”
“Plenty.”
Relief rocked through me, and I picked up my pace to match his.
He unlocked his door and ushered me inside, locking it behind him. I scanned the room with a frown. Where was the fridge? I turned to him to ask and found him stripping off his shirt.
“Ordell?”
He approached, and his scent hit me hard. The aroma of a forest after the rain, sweet and potent.
I backed up a step, gums aching as my fangs slipped down, elongating. “Wath are you doing?” My mouth felt too full, saliva pooling in preparation of penetration.
“Giving you blood. Human blood is best, but mine will do for now. Take as much as you need.”
The sound of his heartbeat was suddenly too loud. The pulse in his throat suddenly all I could see.
“I…I canth. I donth wanth to hurth you.” I covered my mouth. “I thound ridiculous.”
He bit back a smile. “You’re adorable. Now bite me, and after that, I’m going to fuck your brains out.”
My stomach flipped, heat racing through me, carrying me across the room to him. I forced myself to pull back, to slow down, to not attack him, because fuck, he smelled too good—evergreen with the undertone of nectar which was his blood. I could hear it rushing beneath his skin. Pumping faster at my proximity.
“Touch me, Orina,” he said, his tone rich and gravelly.
I pressed my palms to his pectorals, sucking in a breath at the silken feel of his skin, at the heat that emanated off him, then slid my hands up to wrap one around his thick nape and the other his shoulder as he grasped my hips.
“It’ll be easier if you hop up.” He lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, wrapping myself around him and bringing my lips to the sweet temptation of his jugular. His skin scorched me, thumping beneath my mouth eagerly. I licked him, a low growl reverberating in my chest.
He shivered.
“Orina…”
I bit him, moaning as my mouth flooded with his blood. Hot. Potent. So much better than a blood bag. Oh god. He was sweet with a bitter edge, but damn…Mmmm.I sucked hard, his moans barely registering above the thunder of blood in my head.I pressed my groin to his, rubbing against his arousal as I drank him in, reveling in his guttural groans as the aphrodisiac in my saliva entered his blood stream.
Mine.
He was mine.
The world tipped, and my back hit the soft mattress. I clung to him, taking slower drags now, my hunger for blood sated but my hunger for him ignited. I ran my hands over his shoulders, down his back, then back up to sink into his golden locks, nails scraping his scalp as I lifted my hips to meet his.
His fingers brushed my hip bones, tugging on my waistband. I lifted my ass to allow him to tug down my pants, fangs still inside him, still connected, still feeding, slow and leisurely as he found my center with his fingers. I gasped against his neck as he entered me, thick fingers stretching me, thumb against my clit, circling, and…Oh…
I retracted my fangs, sealing his wound with a swipe of my tongue, and claimed his mouth, my hand a fist in his hair, holding him to me. “Fuck me!” I growled against his lips, then gasped as he filled me, thrusting deep.
I clung to his huge frame, my gaze locked with his hot, primal one. His to claim.
His hips snapped against mine, each thrust hitting the spot deep inside that drew a guttural grunt up my throat. I looked down to the place where our bodies joined, to where his thick cock, glistening with my juices, was visible briefly before my body claimed it. He was hot as fuck.
I wanted him beneath me. “I want to ride you.”
His eyes flared, and he rolled us so that he was on his back with me above him. In control. I pressed my palms to his chest, adjusting to take him deeper, eyes rolling back as he stretched me further.
“Fuuck.” Ordell’s fingers bit into my upper thighs. “Move for me, pet. I need to feel you.”
I undulated my hips, biting back a cry. Damn, he felt so good. This. This felt too fucking good.
I lost myself to sensation, our bodies coming together, the sounds, the scent of sex, his throaty groans interspersed with commands to go slower,take a beat, pet, yes…that’s it, fuck me. Take me. Claim me.
