Page 45 of The Love Bitten Series: Vol 2

“That’s not—oh my gosh!” Callie cried out.

I dropped my head and took one of her pink nipples into my mouth, sucking it gently while my hand massaged the globe. Then I braced my knees on either side of her to help alleviate some of my weight and cupped her other breast. After loving on one for a few minutes, I switched to the other and gave it equal treatment. The possessive beast inside me needed to mark her, so I left little love bites all around her breasts.

The buds were just as sweet as her mouth, and I was desperate to find out if her pussy was even sweeter. I kissed a trail down through the valley of her breasts and to her navel, where I stopped to lick a little circle around it. Then I scooted back until I could grab fistfuls of her skirt and shove them up to her waist.

Her sex was covered with pale pink lace, and the center was soaked through, making them almost transparent. I inhaled sharply when I saw the bare folds of her pussy. “Fuck,” I grunted. Daywalkers were frozen in a perfect state, except for the hair on our head (and face for men) and nails, which grew as they would on a human. The only other place a female daywalker had hair was on her pussy, and since I had zero experience with this area of a woman’s body, I’d never thought about whether or not they’d choose to remove it like Callie had. I didn’t care what anyone else did anyway. I only knew that I found it sexy as fuck, and my mouth watered.

I drew my finger from top to bottom over the wet fabric, then tore the panties from her body and tucked them into the pocket of my pants.

“Um, Braeden?” Callie’s voice was unsure but also trembling with desire.

“Relax, baby,” I soothed. “If I can’t feast on your blood, I’m going to eat your pussy until I’m full.”

Without another word, I bent my head and dragged my tongue up her center. “So fucking sweet,” I groaned before repeating the action. Blood pulsed heavily in her veins, and my fangs elongated, longing for a taste.

I’d never craved human blood, and it was a bit unsettling even though I’d been told that my mate’s blood would be like ambrosia to me. That thought didn’t help soothe my hunger, so I attempted to sate it by feasting on Callie’s juices.

I licked and bit her folds and swollen clit, thrust my tongue in and out of her channel, pushing her up and up until she was crying out for relief.

“Braeden!” she gasped. “Oh, yes! Yes! I need...I don’t know! Please!”

Never having experienced an orgasm didn’t mean I was completely clueless about what was happening to her. I’d done my research so I would know how to please my consort when I finally found her. “Stop thinking and just feel, baby,” I murmured. “Trust me to give you what you need.”

I went back to my meal, trying to ignore the tingling at the base of my spine and my very heavy balls. My cock strained so hard against my pants that I wouldn't have been surprised if it burst through them.

This wasn’t about me, though; this was all for my beautiful mate.

When she was at the pinnacle of her pleasure, I thrust a finger inside her and curled the digit up to scrape along her most sensitive area. At the same time, I wrapped my lips around her little bundle of nerves and bit down, allowing my fangs to prick her skin just enough for a few drops of blood to bead on the surface.

Holy fucking shit.The ecstasy that filled me from that tiny taste was mind-blowing. What the fuck would it be like when I drank fully from her neck as I claimed her?

Callie screamed, and her back bowed as her knees drew up so she could clamp me between them. Her hands delved into my hair, and she clutched the strands, sending delicious streaks of pleasure through me. She held me in place—as if I would go any-fucking-where right now. I would’ve been happy to live in her pussy while she shook with waves of rapture.

My mouth filled with her arousal that now had just the faintest hint of her blood. I greedily drank it down, and when she clutched my hair even tighter, I lost the battle with my control. With the amount of come jetting out of my cock, I had no doubt these pants were ruined. And I didn’t care in the least.

Finally, Callie settled, her heart rate returning to normal, though small shudders wracked her body every once in a while. She released my hair, and I pried her legs loose before guiding them down. Then I licked up any remaining evidence of her orgasm and sat up.

I grinned at her stunned and blissed-out state. She yawned, and I glanced at the clock to see that it was nearly six in the morning. We were exhausted. With a flick of my hand, I removed all of our clothes, then scooped her into my arms. After teleporting to the bedroom, I laid her down on the mattress and quickly followed. She rolled onto her side, and I scooted up behind so I could wrap my body around hers. Another thought had the blackout curtains covering every window, then I drew the covers up and over us.

Other than her delectable ass being snuggled up against my steely length, I felt content and relaxed. Falling asleep with her in my arms and waking up to her gorgeous face were only some of the moments I anticipated most about our future.

Yawning, I drew her closer and buried my head in her silky hair. When she sighed and cuddled in further, my heart skipped a beat before it was bathed in warmth. When it started beating again, it had synched up with Callie’s. I’d known it would happen fast, and I smiled happily at the thought of spending eternity with the woman I loved.

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Many hours later,I opened my eyes to a dark room, but with my enhanced night vision, it was as clear as it would be to a human in the sunshine. My mouth curled down into a deep frown when I didn’t sense Callie anywhere in the house.

This definitely wasn’t how I’d seen my morning going. Had she changed her mind about being with me and run off? No, I couldn’t believe that, so I shook my head to clear away the thought. I maneuvered up and around until I was sitting on the side of the bed. That’s when I saw the note on my nightstand.

Braeden,

I don’t want to disturb your sleep, but I’m sorry it means I can’t be here when you wake. I have a session with my trainer three nights a week, and he’s rather grumpy when I’m late. I’m usually done by about nine. I’ll call you after.

Callie

My eyes narrowed as I finished reading, and I tossed the paper back to where I found it.

I hated that she wasn’t in my arms this morning, but that wasn’t what had rage coursing through my veins. He? Her trainer was male? No fucking way in hell would that be continuing. If anyone was going to train her, it would be me. Just the thought of anyone, man or woman, with their hands on my Callie was enough to make me lose my shit.

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