Page 3 of Taste of Danger

Elvine quickly moved over to sit next to Jax. The stark difference in their heights was impossible not to notice. While Jax stood tall at six-foot-five, Elvine couldn’t be any more than five feet tall.

“Put him on my lap so it’s more comfortable for him,” she instructed.

Jax carefully transferred Arion onto Elvine’s lap, his gaze wandering over her slim legs incased in shorts, imagining what they would look like wrapped around his waist as he sank his cock into her tight heat. With her fiery personality, he wondered if she would be an excited, loud lover or would she turn shy in the bedroom.

Even before her wrist was close, Arion seized Elvine’s arm and tugged it toward his mouth, sinking his razor-sharp fangs into her delicate skin.

She winced and let out a small whimper.

“He’s being too rough with you,” Jax scowled. “He smells your fae blood.” A low growl ripped from him as he reached for Arion’s jaw, ready to force their vampire mate to let her go.

“No, I’ve got this,” Elvine reassured him, running her fingers along Arion’s jawline. “I don’t know why, but I wasn’t expecting his fangs to be so sharp.”

Jax watched them closely, noticing her flushed skin and the hard peaks forming under Elvine’s blouse. Her nipples were becoming erect because of the feeding.

This wasn’t the right time to be aroused, but he wanted to taste one of those peaks in his mouth. He wanted to suckle and bite down gently on the soft flesh until it drove her wild with pleasure.

“I’ve never fed a vampire before,” she said, her flush growing deeper. “It feels very...” She nibbled on her plump bottom lip.

“Sexual,” Jax murmured, curling his fingers in to stop himself from brushing his palms over the strained buds beneath her blouse.

“But that’s wrong.” Her blue eyebrows furrowed. “We’re helping him after a ghoul tried to eat him. My body shouldn’t be reacting this way.”

Jax extended his arm behind her and rested his hand on the ground, drawing himself closer to her. “It doesn’t matter why you’re feeding him,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. “A feeding is always sexual, sweetheart.”

Elvine’s gaze flickered up to meet his under the moonlight, her meadow-green eyes sparkling. Her breathing was slightly labored as her gaze lowered to Jax’s lips, as if she was dying to kiss him.

The pull between them was too strong to resist. Jax leaned in and ran his tongue along lips as soft as flower petals. He placed his hand on her cheek and deepened the kiss, savoring the taste of Elvine for the first time.

Leaning back, Jax studied her closely. “Is this your first time kissing, honey?”

Jesus Christ. There was no way she was over a thousand years old and had never been kissed, which made him wonder if she’d never known an intimate touch. If that were the case, Jax’s mind would be blown.

Elvine scoffed and glanced down at Arion. “You really know how to flatter a girl. Thank you for pointing out my lack of experience.” Her annoyance was evident in the clench of her jaw.

“You think I was criticizing the way you kissed me?” Jax raised an eyebrow at her in surprise. “Baby, those lips have me just as hard as the feeding did.” He gently tugged on her hair. “I only asked because you seemed hesitant during the kiss, like you were unsure if you were doing it right.”

She looked up at him briefly before quickly averting her gaze.

“Elvine, sweetheart, have you ever kissed anyone before?” He caressed her cheek, smiling as her blush deepened.

“I’ve been kissed,” she replied, focusing a bit too intensely on Arion. “Just not very often.”

Jax cupped her graceful neck and kissed her again, coaxing her lips apart before delving his tongue into her mouth once more. When Elvine moaned, Jax was moments away from laying her down in the grass, until he realized the moan wasn’t from pleasure.

“He’s taking too much,” she whimpered against his lips. “You have to…to stop him. I’m feeling lightheaded.”

Jax immediately broke away from the kiss and grabbed Arion by the jaw with one hand while pinching his nose shut with the other. “Let go, babe. Elvine’s our mate. You don’t want to hurt her.”

Arion snarled, his fingers digging into her arm.

“Damn it,” Jax snarled. “I don’t want to hurt you.” He gripped Arion’s jaw harder, afraid he would crush it but even more afraid their mate would take too much from her.

Finally, Arion retracted his fangs. He rolled from her lap inhumanly fast, dropping to his knees a few feet away. Jax’s heart ached when Arion covered his head with his scarred arms.

“You’re safe with us, Arion,” Jax reassured him. “No one will harm you.”

Elvine crawled over to Arion quickly and knelt in front of him. “We’re your mates, honey bunny. We’ll protect you from anyone who tries to hurt you,” she said fiercely. “Please, put your arms down.”

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