Page 26 of Club Blood

My breath hitched as her lips skimmed my jugular, my fear confusingly mixing with arousal. Mercy released my jaw and trailed her fingertips down my arm, leaving goosebumps wherever she touched.

“I missed you,” I admitted out loud, half delirious while her hands were on me.

I could feel rather than see the smug smile as she said, “I am embarrassed to say I think I rather missed you too, Cecelia.”

My mind scrambled to the point of no return when I felt her incisors tease the skin on my neck, a gentle scrape that should’ve brought me back to reality but instead sent me barreling into whatever fantasy we were playing out.

I clawed at her back, my fingernails scraping against her shoulders as I tried to pull her down onto the bed. She tutted and pulled back, standing up to her full height.

“Tell me what you want, Cecelia.” The command in her voice tugged at my core and I dropped back onto my elbows, my body tiring from the want.

I bit my lip and brought my eyes to meet her penetrating gaze, showing her I wasn’t backing out. “I want more. Show me you’re sorry for fucking up my life in such a messy, bloody way.”

Mercy’s only reply was a light snarl before she dropped to her knees before me. If I wasn’t halfway gone, maybe I would have taken note of the new Queen of Sin City dropping to her knees for me, but my feverish mind was completely preoccupied.

Slowly, almost as if she wasn’t entirely sure she should be going ahead with whatever this was, Mercy pushed the hem of my dress up to expose my thighs. I thought I heard her mutter something as she noted the crimson thong I was wearing, the lace beautiful and thin.

“Oh,God,” I groaned when her lips pressed lightly against the fabric. I could feel her breath cool and steady on me as she pressed faint kisses across my inner thigh, down to my knee, across to my other leg and back up. Each kiss sent a zap of electricity through my skin and I thought I might explode right there.

Mercy leaned back to look at me, her face unreadable as she cocked a brow. “Do you know, little flower, that vampires have incredibly heightened senses?”

I stared at her in confusion. Why was that important right now?

Her right index finger trailed up my exposed skin, across the fabric before following the fine line of the thong string in my folds. I gasped at the contact, her finger cool against the searing heat of my sex.

“It’s spectacular really. It means we can hear things, like increased heart rates or the way someone’s breathing changes when you touch them.”

I couldn’t find my voice to respond when her finger went deeper, exploring the wetness she was creating. Her eyes never left mine as she ripped the thong away in one swift movement, exposing me entirely to her. She hummed her satisfaction and smirked when my eyes widened.

“Our sense of smell is also fascinating. We develop our senses almost like the animal kingdom, our bodies scenting things that humans are unable to.”

Leaning forward, she pressed her nose between my legs and inhaled deeply. “I can smell your arousal before your body is even aware of it, Cecelia. I know just how wet and swollen and ready you are right now.”

Hearing her voice, the seduction in her words that let me know she was enjoying this as much as me, was enough to make me abandon all principles and beg.

“Please, Mercy. I need you. I need tofeelyou.”

Without replying, she leaned forward and the tongue that commanded a coven of vampires with ease and precision used those same tactics to elicit a scream from me. She circled around my clit, lapping up the mess she had already made. If she just kept going, I would reach my release in a matter of minutes.

But almost as quickly as her tongue had touched me, she pulled away and licked her lips. “You taste like heaven, little flower. Which is entirely fucked up, considering my whole existence.”

I groaned in frustration and grabbed at her needily. “Mercy.”

Mercy chuckled and stood up, pressing a chaste kiss to my forehead. She moved towards the door and smirked at me.

“I told you that vampires have heightened senses. I’m not going to give you what you want that easily, Cece. By now, everyone in this entire house will be able to smell how much you want me, the way I make you feel.”

I stared at her, hating myself for finding this brand of cruelty tantalizing. The wet heat between my legs was seeping onto the sheet below me, my core throbbing with the need for release.

“I’m going to go and finish up my business for the evening. I want tohearyou as you touch yourself, little flower. I want you to use those pretty fingers to make yourself come with my name on your lips. And do you know what I want most of all?”

“What?” I whispered, barely audible to my own ears.

She smirked again, flashing those fangs at me and delighting in the shiver it sent through my body. “The thing I want most is for every fucking person here to know that you aremine, Cecelia, and that nobody will set you on fire like I do.”

I gasped at the intensity of her words, staring at her wordlessly.

“If you want me to really fuck you so you can feel just how sorry I am for screwing up your life, then let me hear you finish yourself off and scream my name. If you do that for me, then I will give you every single thing you want in this world. I’m a queen now, Cecelia, and I will show you just how good power can make you feel.”

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