She smiled up at him and touched his lips. “I enjoyed that.”

Stegian couldn’t hide his laughter. “You did?”

Her eyes widened. “I did. Very much so.”

He eased from her tight sheath but remained on top of her. “As did I.”

He slid alongside her on the bed and began showering a row of kisses over her neck to her breast. He sucked lazily on her nipple, his steely gaze on her. He looked so happy, so sated and so content. She ran her hand over his brow, her fingers tracing down his face.

"Such a treasure," he whispered. "Thank you."

"No. Really," she countered. "Thank you."

He laughed again.

She smiled. They lay together, him tucked against her breast, for what felt like the longest time before he lifted his head, his hand skimming her stomach. "Solnihshka mayo, I require blood." His gaze darted away, shame evident on his handsome face.

She touched his lower lip. "Feed from me."

His gaze went to her neck and a look of hunger moved over him. It excited her, knowing he desired her so much. He kissed her nipple again before moving up slightly on her breast. He bit and the pain faded quickly. She knew it was his doing—that his power had risen to take the pain from her.

Her pussy spasmed with each suck, and before she knew it, her hands were in his hair, holding his head to her bosom as he drank her blood. She rocked against him, her body on fire with pleasure. As he took one long last suck, her orgasm hit with a force that left her crying out in his arms.

Stegian kissed the bite mark closed and watched her face as the aftermaths of passion made their way through her. "Sleep, Jacquelyn. I sense how tired you are."

"Will you stay with me?" she asked, sounding needy.

"Of course." He kissed her lips gently before the two of them nodded off into a deep sleep.