Page 79 of Blood Bonds
Yes, she imagined it would be but had never actually experienced it for herself. She laid her palm on his shoulder and nudged him off her and onto his back.
He obliged with an arched brow. “Trying to take charge, Caro?”
“I’m always in charge, Sethios,” she replied, feeling tired from the loss of blood.
“You keep telling yourself that, angel.”
She tried to smile, but her lips were too cold. Her wings retracted as she attempted to roll onto him. Ice slithered through her veins, weighing down her limbs.
Okay. Maybe Sethios took too much blood.
“Here.” His hands caught her hips to pull her on top of him.
She pressed a grateful kiss to his chin before nuzzling his neck and finding his pulse. Yet, as she opened her mouth to bite, her jaw refused to move.
My soul isn’t fully healed from the power exchange with Astasiya, she realized numbly. In her haste to bond with Sethios, she’d ignored her own angelic healing.
She tried to open her eyes to tell him that, but her throat was too raw for words. Damn. She’d have to wait until she healed again and start over.
“Angel?” Sethios lifted her chin and took in her expression. Whatever he saw made his brow furrow. “You weren’t ready.”
She blinked in response while her heart sighed at how well he knew her.
“Hmm.” He nudged her onto her side again, cradling her head against his shoulder, and bit the wrist of his opposite arm. Then he pressed the wound to her mouth. “Drink, love.”
The first drop of his blood hit her tongue, causing her to wince. She’d never indulged in the essence of another being and didn’t know what flavor to expect. He seemed to enjoy hers just fine, so she hadn’t expected the bitter note.
Then it slid down her throat, and her eyes widened.
He chuckled. “Yeah, it can take a minute.”
Oh.
Sweet.
So, so sweet.
Like the finest chocolate mingled with wine.
Ambrosia.
Caro swallowed another taste, her eyelids fluttering closed.
Yes. More, please.
“Take as much as you need,” he whispered, his wrist pressed firmly against her lips. She licked the wound he made and created a new one with her teeth when the skin started to heal. The arm around her tensed, encouraging her to move closer to him, and she slid her calf between his jean-clad legs.
Electricity flickered between them as energy spilled from his body to hers. And, wow, did it feel amazing. She craved more of it and sucked hard, demanding more of his essence to fill her being.
“You will be doing that to my cock later,” he whispered harshly.
Her thighs clenched. It would be another part of her body sucking his cock later—the part humming with the hot current flowing between them.
“Fuck,” he gritted out. “I can feel your arousal.”
She would have smiled if he hadn’t hit her with a wave of his own need and desire. It shook her foundation and forced her to release his wrist on a guttural groan. She climbed onto him and took his mouth with a ferocity she felt more than understood.
“I need you. Now.” Her hands moved to his jeans, unbuttoning them and forcing the zipper down to free his engorged member. She didn’t give him a second to adjust or to finish removing his pants before she straddled him and put him exactly where she required him.
