Page 56 of Taste of Fate

Not too much, some hindbrain instinct told me, the one that remembered I needed to keep my blood mate alive and healthy. Stop soon.

I pulled my fangs from Tavi’s neck, quickly licking over the puncture wounds to heal them closed. A few drops of blood escaped and I lapped them up, leisurely kissing and nuzzling at Tavi’s neck and shoulder even after the blood was gone. She just smelled so fucking good, and she was so warm, soft and beautiful…

“Cy,” she choked out, her voice pained. “Cyan, please.”

I pressed up, immediately worried at the realization that nearly all of my weight had been resting on her. “I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?”

Tavi’s face was in a grimace, her chest heaving with ragged breaths. “Don’t stop. I need to come, Cy. Please, please let me come.”

Looking down, I saw that my erection rested directly on top of her mound. Through the fabric, I could feel how wet she was, and the firmness of her clit right on the edge of release.

Huh, so that was what had been touching me. Or rather, I had been touching her, thrusting against her heat and the soft, supple pressure of her body underneath me. After being so careful not to at first, I became mindless at the first taste of her.

Tavi trembled so hard, she was practically vibrating underneath me. She needed to come so badly, she was nearly in tears.

“Shh, easy.” I moved to the side of her, propping myself up on an elbow. Taking her chin, I brushed another kiss against her shaking lips. She was so flushed, panting so hard. “Of course I’ll take care of you. After the incredible gift of your blood, how could I not?”

I released her chin, running my hand down her body. Her hips canted up the moment I slid under the waistband of her shorts, silently begging for my touch. Her ragged, desperate breaths caressed my lips while I hovered above her, watching every reaction on her face.

Tavi whimpered as my palm slid over her mound, bypassing her aching clit. I wanted to feel how wet she was first, feel how much my feeding really turned her on and…oh, fuck.

She was absolutely drenched. Delicate skin burned hot and was slick with arousal. Just from one brief feeding. My fingers immediately became slippery as they explored, stroking and rubbing everywhere but her clit.

I could only marvel as I gazed down at her, squirming and panting under my ministrations. She was so fucking perfect for me. Not just her blood, but her. I had never wished so badly that I was good enough, that I was worthy of this fearless, beautiful human.

At this point, Tavi had walked back from the edge a little bit. She was still desperate to come, but not to the point of pain. Her expression turned to adorable frustration that I hadn’t given in to her demands. She rolled to her side, not breaking eye contact as her hand slid inside my sweatpants and gripped my rock solid length.

“I’ll make you come first.” She said it like a threat. “You wouldn’t let that happen, would you?”

My laugh turned to a moan as she squeezed me on an upward stroke. “Go ahead. I’ll never leave you wanting, Tavi. Not even after you make me shoot off into your hand. The longer I draw you out, the bigger you’ll explode. And I want to see you come apart.”

Her brow furrowed. She really didn’t expect me to call her bluff. It was so fucking cute, I laughed as I kissed her, swallowing her moan as I inserted a finger into her hot, slick pussy.

“Did you really think I would be out of commission as soon as you got me off?” I slid another finger inside her, relishing in her expression as I filled her. “I’m not one of your human men, Tavi. I don’t roll over and fall asleep once I’ve come. And in case you forgot,” I brushed a fang against her ear, making sure she felt the point, “vampires are known for what we do with our mouths.”

My two fingers inside her curled as they stroked in and out. I smothered her next moan with another kiss while I swept my thumb over her clit. It wasn’t enough pressure to get her there, just enough to ratchet her up to the edge again. She tightened her grip on my cock and found a rhythm, despite being thoroughly distracted. I helped her along, fucking into her tight little fist.

Tavi’s scream of anguish when my fingers pulled out almost made me feel sympathetic. Almost.

“Shhh, easy. Relax.” I kissed her forehead, grinning while she glared daggers at me. “Just making things a little smoother here.”

She watched me grip my shaft and stroke, spreading her wetness all over until my cock was glossy with her arousal. Her eyes followed as my hand returned to her cunt, dipped inside for more of her beautiful slick, and painted my cock with it.

I’d decided I wouldn’t fuck her, and this was probably only the slimmest of technicalities, but my selfish mind still tried to justify it. This wasn’t sex, just…sexual fun. My cock was coated in her, but it never went inside her. I had been on top of her, kissed her, touched her, but at least our bodies hadn’t been connected like that. The air was electrically charged with our passion and heat, but it wasn’t that serious.

“I swear you’re trying to kill me,” Tavi groaned as she resumed stroking my freshly-slicked cock.

“No.” I kissed the bridge of her nose, smiling.

That simple, two-lettered word could not begin to sum up the maelstrom inside of me. No, I’m drawing out your pleasure for as long as I can as if that’ll make up for how selfish I’m being. No, I’m edging you and building you up to the most explosive orgasm you’ve ever had because I’m inevitably going to let you down. At least you’ll have this as a positive memory.

“Let me hear you say please again.” My forehead pressed to hers while my hand returned to her warm, welcoming pussy. “And my name. Say it, Tavi.”

“Cyan, please.” Her hips bucked and thrashed against my hand. “Please let me come. Please, please, please.”

Fuck, she was so good. So sweet, pliant, and giving. Her hand kept up a steady pace on my cock, twisting around the head in a way that made me shudder. I was close too, and the arbitrary line I’d drawn of sex versus not sex grew even more blurred. I wanted to come when she did. I wanted to tip over the peak of my pleasure because she had reached hers.

My thumb pressed to her clit and massaged around in a tight circle while my fingers dragged along her inner walls. I could almost imagine I was inside her, fucking the slick, hot hold of her cunt instead of her hand. I never wanted anything else so badly in that moment, to feel her in that way just once.

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