Page 46 of Royal Bite
Did she want to complete the mating bond?
No.
Did she want this woman underneath her?
Fuck, yeah.
“I don’t hate you,” Hegna started. She’d never lied about anything in her life. She only hoped that Stormey saw the honesty in her eyes.
A shudder shook Stormey’s body. Hegna slid her hand down her neck and moved to the edge of Stormey’s sports bra. Her breaths had slowed to an even pace. The feel of them against Hegna was too much of a distraction.
“Then what is this between us? I can’t stop thinking about you. I’ll do whatever I need to do to prove to you that we are meant to be,” Stormey whispered.
Hegna’s fingers snagged the bra and lifted it, exposing Stormey’s breasts. She had dreamed of these large mounds. She lowered her head and captured one of Stormey’s perky nipples. The small bud was soft and pliable. She rolled it with her tongue, sucking it deep inside her mouth.
Stormey arched her back, a moan leaving her lips. Hegna molded the other with her hand. Stormey’s skin was a bit salty from her workout with Zeke. Hegna didn’t want to think of the warrior and the twinge of jealousy that arose in her belly. She teased the bud with her fangs, eliciting a moan from Stormey.
Needing to taste more of her, Hegna moved farther down her body, dragging her tongue along the way. The hint of musk and salt filled her nostrils. Her hands skated along Stormey’s curves and stopped at the elastic band of her leggings. Her fingers hooked the material and tugged them down Stormey’s legs, baring her soft flesh.
A growl rumbled inside Hegna’s chest. She pushed Stormey’s legs apart, revealing her pretty brown labia. Desperation filled her. She spread those fat lips open, exposing Stormey’s pink core. Hegna leaned down and covered her pussy with her mouth. Stormey gasped, her hips thrusting toward Hegna’s mouth. The sweet, tangy taste of Stormey exploded on her tongue.
Hegna gripped Stormey’s thighs tight as she devoured the human. Her taste was one that Hegna could no longer resist. She dragged her tongue though Stormey’s cunt, lapping up the honey that escaped from her channel. Hegna drank it all in. She latched on to Stormey’s swollen clit, suckling it with abandon and fury.
Stormey’s cries filled the air, fueling Hegna’s desire to hear her fall apart. Her human’s fingers entwined in her hair and held on. The pain that exploded from her scalp was ignored. More of Stormey’s juices flowed her mouth as she continued to tease and consume her. Stormey’s hips thrust back and forth in a rhythm, and she took her pleasure.
Hegna glanced up at Stormey and found her head thrown back in ecstasy. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, and she writhed on the floor mat.
“Oh God,” Stormey cried out.
Her fingers tightened in Hegna’s hair, her hips quickened. Hegna could feel her human was teetering on the edge of her release. Hegna focused on the little swollen bundle of nerves in her mouth. She increased the pressure and tugged on it.
Stormey’s muscles grew taut under her hands. She thrust her pelvis forward, tremors racking her body. She reached her climax. Her cries echoed around the room. Hegna pushed her fingers into Stormey’s channel. Her walls were tight and pulsating. Hegna fucked Stormey, taking her climax even higher. She twisted her fingers around, pumping them faster while her human bucked and shuddered.
“I can’t take any more,” Stormey whimpered.
“You can,” Hegna growled.
She wanted to push her even harder. She latched back on to Stormey’s clit and continued to thrust her fingers harder. It didn’t take long for Stormey to reach her second release. Hegna’s mouth was flooded with her cream.
Stormey fell back against the mat, her muscles relaxed. Only the sound of her breathing filled the air. Hegna took her time licking her cunt until it was completely clean of her juices. She loved the taste of her little human and didn’t want to leave her cunt.
Hegna took one last long lick of Stormey before rising onto her knees. Stormey lay on the mat, her face flushed, her breasts unbound and free. Her legs were still open, revealing her delicious cunt, and it was a sight that she never wanted to forget.
Thinking how Zeke had looked at Stormey brought a possessive rage inside her chest. No matter the fact that she hadn’t put her mark on Stormey, she was still hers. The match said so, and every vampire had better respect it.
Stormey was hers.
Hegna bit back a curse at the thought. She reached out a hand and cupped Stormey’s cunt. Stormey jerked slightly, her eyes flying open.
“This is mine,” Hegna rasped. The words tumbled from her mouth before they even registered in her brain.
“It’s yours,” Stormey whispered without hesitation.
Hegna couldn’t take her eyes off Stormey’s beautiful body. Her fangs pushed forward, bursting through her gums. The overwhelming need to bite and drink from Stormey was growing. She could do it. She needed the blood. It had become harder to drink her processed blood. She knew what it meant, but she didn’t want to admit it.
Her body was trying to communicate with her. Hegna had heard what had happened to her sister, Lethia, when she hadn’t drunk from her mate. Her sister had grown weak. Not drinking from her mate had attributed to her getting wounded by the alpha and had slow healing.
But Hegna was stronger than her sister.
