Page 267 of Caelum

Eve, however, was turned on.

And I wasn’t about to complain when she rolled us back, so I was lying flat out on my back, and she straddled me. The heat of her pussy rubbed against my cock as she pressed down, pinning me in place with her teeth and sex, and I let her. Content to be used by her at that moment for whatever she needed.

When she pulled back, I realized she’d taken more blood than anticipated. Not enough to endanger me, but enough to tell me that she needed more blood than one of my brothers could provide alone.

Making a mental note to warn the others of that fact, I held her hips to support her as she forced herself upright, propping herself up by pinning her hands to my chest.

“You taste delicious, Eren,” she whispered, sounding intoxicated and cute as hell. Her hips rocked, pushing her pussy down against my cock. “I bet you’ll feel delicious too.” She licked her lips where droplets of my blood had fallen. “Are you ready for me to Claim you?”

I heard the Vampire in her words. Not just Eve. But both halves of her dueling.

Over me.

“Are you ready to Claim me?” I countered, wanting to make sure that both sides of her were in agreement.

Call me an idiot for potentially dissuading her, but I wasn’t about to lose my fucking virginity unless this moment was perfect.

“I was born ready,” she teased, but in her eyes, I saw how deadly serious she was.

“Born ready? That sounds like you’ve been waiting for me a long time,” I teased back.

“You’ve no idea how long,” Eve rasped, and she surged upright, grabbing the hem of her sleepshirt—one of Stefan’s tees by the look of it—then hauled it overhead. The second it sailed over to the floor, my heart was frozen in my chest as I stared at the ripe mounds of her breasts, the delicate curve of her waist, and the solid flare of her hips.

She was all woman.

And she was all mine.

My mouth salivated at the sight of her, and my eyes were unsure where to settle, wanting to see all of her, to see every secret she held dear.

My gaze flashed from her tits down to her pussy, up to her eyes that sparkled as she watched me watch her. When she reached down to grab my hands, I let her, loving how she moved them to her breasts, letting me hold her there.

The soft flesh was giving beneath my fingers, and I squeezed and molded her nipples, loving the texture and wanting to taste them.

“Is this your first time, Eren?” she asked softly, and though I wasn’t sure how she knew that, I answered honestly:

“Yes.” I felt no shame in that either. The others had never pressured me, had never mocked me for my choice, but it had been hard to see the others getting their dicks wet while sticking to my resolve.

“Why?”

My lips curved as the truth hit me like a freight train. “Because I was waiting for you.”

Her sharp gasp sent shards of delight through me, but before she could say another word—my remark hadn’t been uttered with the need for a reply from her—I shot upward and replaced one of my hands with my mouth.

She tasted exquisite. Like sin and fire merged together. Born to make me fall into temptation, existing to make me burn.

I grabbed her hips and pushed mine up, loving the feeling of our sexes grinding together. When she slipped her fingers down, pulling my boxers aside, I groaned as the feel of her satiny digits had me counting to a hundred so as not to come too quickly.

She pressed my cock to her pussy, and I felt how wet she was, how aroused feeding from me had made her when she rocked her hips, sliding her juices along the length of me. With each thrust, she moved from her clit to her slit and my head fell back as delight snared me in its grasp.

I couldn’t imagine a more heavenly sensation than my woman’s warmth.

Sensing I was hers for the taking, she leaned forward. I reached up and cupped her waist, feeling the raised flesh from where Reed had raked her with his claws during his own Claiming. As I traced the sensitive skin, she shuddered then dipped down farther and raked her teeth down the other side of my throat. I could feel blood oozing from her first bite, and though I knew it was stupid to let her take more, I wasn’t about to stop her. I wanted that bite of pain too.

As she tore into my skin, I groaned as, at the same time, she shifted higher, grabbed my cock, and sank down onto me.

Each slurp of blood was combined with three thrusts as she rode me, taking us both to a zone of pleasure we’d never experienced before because she’d never fed while making love, and I’d never done either.

She wasn’t ravenous like earlier. This time, her feeding was soft, sultry. More like a glutton taking her fill rather than someone starving.

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