Page 30 of Bite Me

She gave him a look that said ‘see.’ “She’s got Steele to help alleviate that appetite I might have accidentally increased in her. We have to go raid their kitchen. I need sugar, and a lot of it. If I don’t get some soon, I—”

She gulped and turned her face away.

The hunger in Jada had poured out of her with a scent of smoky need. She didn’t want sugar. She wanted blood and sex.

She was a succubus first, his mate second.

He’d been so preoccupied being a whiny asshole about her rejection of him that he hadn’t paid attention to the clues her scent was sending him.

“Let me give you what you really want, Jada.” He stepped into the bathtub and set her down.

She shook her head and balled up her fists. “No. I can’t. You can’t.”

“I can, and I will.”

He pulled her top over her head and lowered his head to the tattoo on her collarbone. He licked it along the place where he’d marked her. She whimpered, and her body trembled.

“Please, Ky.”

He didn’t think she knew whether she was asking him to stop, or not to. “It’s okay. I promise. You can’t hurt me. Let me feed you.”

She shook her head, her whole body tensed. “I hurt everyone I touch.”

Fear mixed with her need adding a pungent smell to her smoky sweet scent.

“I’m not like the humans you’ve played with. The dragon part of me won’t let you take too much and will heal me. Take what you need. I give it freely.”

She bit her lip, hunger in her eyes, and she nodded. The tiniest of a smile pulled at her mouth. “I’m trying to give it up, you know. I’m in a twelve-step program.”

Trying to give up blood? She was a succubus. It would be like him forsaking water. Eventually he’d shrivel up and die. But, he’d let her have her little joke, if it relieved some of her fear.

“This doesn’t mean I’m not still mad at you.”

“I know.” It was a step closer.

She poked him in the chest. “And we will be talking about the whole claiming and mating thing.”

“Yes, we will. Later.” He grabbed her finger and sucked it into his mouth.

Her eyes went from dark and stormy to darker and lusty. Her fangs extended, peeking out from under her lips.

He popped her finger out of his mouth and kissed and nibbled his way up her arm. There was no staying away from his mark, and he sucked on her skin there. She wrapped her hands into his hair, scraping her fingers across his scalp.

“Tell me what you need.” He whispered into her ear and licked the shell of her ear.”

“I’m too jittery, too sensitive to, you know, just feed on you. I need to…” She trailed off.

She was reticent to ask for what she needed. She may have never been able to before. If the only sex she’d ever had was with victims, then it was as if she were a virgin.

A really experienced virgin, but with no understanding of the ways of lovemaking.

The thought of being her first true lover wrapped around Ky’s chest and squeezed. He would be her first, her last, her only.

“It’s okay, baby. What you need is to come, to take the edge off.”

“Oh, I, uh.” She looked all around the bathroom, everywhere but at him.

Holy Krakatoa. No way, it couldn’t be.

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