Page 141 of Blood Day
An existence where our souls danced. Where our hearts beat as one. Where his sole purpose in life would be to protect me.
An impossible future.
One I knew was a fantasy more than a reality.
But for the moment, I contented myself in believing this could truly be our destiny.
I absorbed his pleasure and allowed it to fuel me, loving the way our bodies connected and reveling in the sensation of his hot arousal inside me.
We were nowhere near done.
Something he proved as he phased us to the familiar surroundings of his shower.
The cold tile made me hiss as he pressed me against it.
Freezing water followed, but he took the brunt of it with his back.
Then the warmth slowly trickled in, and he started to move inside me once more.
Slow.
Steady.
Purposeful movements.
So intensely right.
He kissed me, letting me taste my blood on his tongue. Then he added his own essence, feeding me his power.
It invigorated me in an unexpected manner, one I hadn’t felt before.
Because this kiss felt like a promise. A forbidden vow. An ancient claiming that I didn’t fully understand.
Yet the truth of it whispered between us, some term I’d never heard before—Erosita.
I shivered, the power of that single word caressing my soul.
You’re mine now,Cedric whispered, his voice again in my head.Your life is tied to my immortality.
“How?” I breathed against his mouth.
“Blood and sex.” His tongue traced my lower lip as he slowly moved inside me, his cock stroking a place deep within that had yet another orgasm stirring. “We’ve shared blood too many times, and your virgin cunt claimed me.”
He sounded amused.
Yet darkly troubled at the same time.
“I don’t understand.” I arched into him.
“It’s a scarcely performed ritual.” He drew his nose along my cheek, his lips finding my ear. “One that allows vampires to claim human mates.”
My eyes widened. I’d never heard of such a thing.
“The only way to break it is to allow another man tofuck the mate,” he continued, his words holding a hint of ice to them that left me feeling cold. “Which means you’re mine until someone else fucks you. Then the mating is shattered.”
I blinked, my nails digging into his skin. “You’ll let that happen?”
He didn’t reply, his mouth returning to the open wound on my neck. He traced a sensuous path with his tongue, humming with satisfaction.
