Page 70 of Secret Gifts
“What’s wrong?” I worry while running my fingers through his soft, short hair.
He lets out another breath, and then those sincere pale eyes look up to catch mine while he pulls my hand in his and kisses it.
“I know a blood fuck heightens your senses, and it makes every emotion magnified, so I hate that the first time I told you I love you was during one. But I meant it. I’ve been wanting to tell you that since shortly after meeting you.
"I’ve been completely entranced with you since the first night you blew me away with your conspiracy theories,” he says, his ending joke making me laugh a little as my tears from the first part burn through my contacts. “I do love you, Aria. I’m crazy about you.”
I jerk his face to mine, and his lips become trapped by mine. He’s mine.
“I love you. I meant it too,” I murmur against his delicious mouth which is holding that sublimely intoxicating cool breath.
The kiss deepens, and then his lips start sliding down my body. He grazes my neck, my chest, my breasts, my stomach… all the way down to my sex before he kisses my inner thigh.
“You ready?” he asks, his salacious grin shining through as his scandalous thoughts roll around his beautiful mind.
Oh fuck yes.
“Yes,” I moan out, and I feel the piercing of his blood bringers breaking my skin - the first time I’ve ever felt such an incredible sensation - and then I feel the erotic bombs exploding in my veins as my blood finds its way through his lips.
Oh damn... I’m so in love.
C
hapter 11
Tasting Love
My smile plays on my lips before my eyes even open because of the cool arms lovingly holding onto me. I wake up to stare into his eyes, expecting some afterglow, but it seems as though Jase is lost in thought instead.
Nestling into him, my lips stroke his chest, forcing that beautiful smile of his to emerge. He runs a hand through the strands of my hair, and then it trails down my bare side before heading back up again.
“Thoughts?” I muse, and he lets his enigmatic smirk free.
“You look incredible.”
I giggle lightly, and then his lips find mine before sliding over in the bed and wrapping me up tighter. I never knew blood fucking someone would feel so amazing. I’ve heard it described, but no one ever told me anything like what I felt with him.
He starts smiling behind the kiss, and then he pulls back with a more serious look.
“I have something I need to tell you,” he murmurs softly.
I shrug, my fingertips strolling over his perfect chest as I slide my leg to be between his.
“Aria, I’m… I’m... fuck.”
“Jase, what is it?” I prompt.
“I’m the-”
His phone rings and he huffs in agitation while pulling it up to look at the screen. He curses under his breath while standing up, and he leans down to kiss my forehead before jerking on a pair of pants.
“Where are you going?” I pout.
“Jase Ericson. Hold on just a minute,” he says into the phone before the person has a chance to announce themselves. He holds the phone to his chest before turning back to me. “I’ll be right. I have to take this.”
My pout stays on my lips, and he bends down again to kiss my puckered lips as a small smile comes to play on his soft, perfect lips. I stifle my own foolish grin, and he winks at me before walking out of the room.
“Alright, I’m back,” he says into the phone while walking onto the balcony.
