Page 79 of The Rebirth
I stripped, then wiggled my bare butt in front of him as I went into our en suite. But before I did anything, I wanted to see what I looked like with fangs.
I stood over the sink and sucked in air. What the hell did Steven mean by the transformation suited me? I resembled something out of a horror show. Mainly because blood-caked hair and fangs weren’t the most pleasing things to see.
Sam swaggered in naked, his cock growing as he wrapped his arms around me.
I smiled broadly, examining my canines. They weren’t thick like Rianne’s had been, nor did they resemble a wolf’s. They also seemed shorter in length than Sam’s fangs.
“How do you control whether they come out or not?” I asked.
He laughed, eyeing me in the mirror. “Like any physical action, you practice until it becomes natural. It’s about mind and body control. Sometimes, though, you might not have a choice.”
“You mean when I’m hungry?”
He nibbled on my ear. “Exactly. You know what I just thought of? You sinking your fangs intome. Fuck, I’m dying for you to properly taste me.” He cupped my breasts and pinched my nipples, his canines sliding down. “You remind me of a sleek, beautiful tiger with those yellow eyes. I think my new pet name for you is tigress.”
I laughed even though I didn’t agree with what he said about my appearance. “I’ll purr for you.”
He chuckled, deep and husky, the sound feathering over my skin until goose bumps blanketed my body and my lady parts were pulsating.
“Come on.” He ushered me into our walk-in shower and turned it on. While we waited for the water to heat, he examined my ear and the rest of my body.
“I can’t believe my wounds are nonexistent,” I said.
“You can’t beat vampire physiology.” He stepped under the spray and closed his eyes.
My hands trembled as I joined him, feeling a new rush of desire for every inch of his body. The skin over his abs felt like the finest silk beneath my fingers as I explored every dip and valley until I found my way to that pronounced V, trailing my fingers against the soft hair and down to his impressive erection. Every movement sent waves of pleasure radiating deep within me.
“Everything feels different. I have a heightened awareness. It’s almost like I was in the dark as a human. I can’t exactly explain it.” I dragged the tips of my fingers over his velvety shaft.
He moaned in approval, shoving his hands through his wet hair. “Do you want to see how my cock feels inside you?”
I rolled my eyes. “I’m dying to, but I need to clean the grime off me.”
He traded his spot for mine. Once under the water, he proceeded to lather me up with soap, taking his time around my tits, ass, then pussy while I washed my hair. By the time we were done and toweled off, I was ready to sleep. The weight of the last several hours, waiting for the test results, was starting to take its toll on me.
As if Sam knew how I was feeling, he lifted me up and carried me to the bed. “Why don’t you sleep? We can resume later tonight.”
“Just stay with me for a bit,” I said on a yawn.
He curled up next to me so we were facing each other.
I slid my leg between his while he rubbed his hand over my hip and grabbed my ass, pulling me to him.
“I can’t believe we’re finally in our own bed,” I said, exploring his upper torso with my hands. “It feels wonderful to be here.” I rolled him onto his back with ease. My new vampire strength was exhilarating. “Maybe we can have a quickie before I fall asleep.” I crawled on top of him.
He chuckled. “I’m here to please you.”
My breath raced as I guided him inside me, my skin blazing with anticipation and desire. A whimper rippled up the back of my throat at the tightness, the wetness, and the fullness, sending waves of pleasure through me.
I anchored my hands on his chest and slowly lifted up and then down on him. The friction was explosive—fire and ice lighting up every nerve ending in my body.
His eyes held mine so singularly as he watched me watch him. As we moved like a well-practiced orchestra, my tits bounced—heavy and needy.
He shot up and sucked one nipple, then the other, making my flesh tremble.
I yanked on his hair, pushing my tit into him. “Suck harder,” I squeaked out.
He did, giving each breast equal attention. But it wasn’t enough. I needed to feel more pleasurable pain. I wanted his tongue, his lips, his fangs, and his dick all over me at the same time.
