Page 177 of White Raven
“I wouldn’t saythat, either.”
Sarah snorted, and her hand slowly moved back up the inside of his leg. “Your fangs are still out, detective,” she purred, cupping her hand against the crotch of his jeans. Athan’s breath caught, and he almost let the bucket hit the floor.
“It’s not because of the movie, and you know it,” he spat under his breath. His eyes slid over to where she was watching his every move and smiling like a vicious little snake. His belt buckle popped open, and he paused his chewing as he slowly turned his head. “Is there an underwear run in this one too?”
Sarah snorted and tugged at his button. “I certainly hope not.” His heart sped up as she dragged his hand beneath her skirt, and he felt nothing but warm bare skin.
“You…dirty little savage.” His fangs scraped his bottom lip, and he sucked it into his mouth. “You planned this.”
“Well,” she shrugged a shoulder, staring forward at the screen. “I didn’t plan on you actually enjoying the movie.” She let go of his hand, leaving it between those open thighs, and reached for the bucket. Athan jerked it out of her reach, grabbing her by the wrist, and letting the bucket spill into the aisle as he pulled her into his lap. Her chest bumped against his, and their nosesbrushed. He took notice of the sharp points of those teeth as he lightly gripped her throat and smiled devilishly.
“You know my job description bleeds out into my everyday habits, right?” he whispered, using his other hand to raise her plaid skirt up the soft curve of her ass. “I’m a multi-tasker, St. James.”
Sarah’s mouth curled up in the corner, and she stared down at his lip that he was painstakingly chewing. “Ah…” Her eyes went sultry, and his zipper pulled down. “Didn’t seem like you were very good at multitasking the day you almost killed us on the way to the hospital.”
Athan held her throat and leaned forward whispering against her mouth. “Turn your ass around…now.” Her eyebrows raised, and her smile grew wider as she complied. Athan spread her thighs wide open, hanging each leg over either side of the armrests. Sarah tried to draw her attention to where his hands were moving, but he jerked her chin forward and pulled an arm around her waist as he hoisted her up over the tip of his throbbing cock. “Watch the movie, Sarah…” he breathed in her ear, taking her lobe between his teeth. He could feel her pulse under his palm, and she planted her hands on the leftover space of the armrests as her chest heaved up and down with excitement.
“Yes, Blood Daddy…” she teased, setting his skin on fire. The heat in her voice was molten, and at the same time,challenging.
So…this is how you want it, baby?
Her light chuckle vibrated against his hand, and it set him off. Before she could come up with something clever, he squeezed her throat and thrust himself into her. Her head threw back and her mouth went wide. He slapped his fingers over her mouth and tightened his arm around her as his cock slammed into her again. Sarah’s arms slowly raised, coiling over the backof his neck as he lowered his mouth to the base of hers—right over her scar…challenge accepted. He was without mercy…without restraint. And the sight of blood and teeth on the screen, amplified by the feel of her slick core, the tremble of her outstretched legs…Athan was a ruined man.
The back of Sarah’s head rested on his shoulder, and the wet sound of his dick devouring her lower half made his veins thrum. He smoothed a palm down her tense midsection until he found that succulent clit and pinched it between his fingers. Her eyes rolled back, and she whimpered as he drove into her faster.
Tell me what’s on the screen right now, and I’ll let you come.
Harsh breathing sounded through her nose, and Athan scraped his fangs across the raised skin of her scar, leaving her shaking in his grip as he pressed his hand tighter over her mouth.
Tell me, baby.
His fingers circled that spot, and her tits bounced with the force of his pace. She was so close…so was he. A glance at the screen showed the Count, biting Mina Harker—the lawyer’s fiancée—and Athan’s eyes caught Brent near the front row with Wren, both of them completely sucked in. He wondered for a moment what Brent might do if he turned his head just a tad to the right and saw him ravaging his ex to the breaking point of her sanity…right before he sank his teeth into the tender skin of that scar. Was it a nasty thought? Sure…but damn if it didn’t make this so much more delicious. Especially when her sharp inhale followed up with a jolt through that perfect body that sent a thrill straight to his cock. Her blood coated his tongue, and he rolled it over his bite as he swallowed down that heroine, instantly thrown into euphoria by her sinful taste.
Mina…it’s—fuck…it’s M-Mina.
Her mental voice was so needy and desperate. Athan knew she’d probably seen this movie a thousand times. She knew exactly what was on that screen. Knew exactly why he’d bitten her now, and not a second before. She knew exactly what he would do now as he moved his hand to her cheek and pressed his wrist to her mouth. That glorious searing pain in his wrist made his cock twitch inside her, and his body reacted as she drank from him. Athan pressed firmly against her clit, his cock sloshing in and out of that drenched cunt and the minute she soaked his lap, he buried himself in her…lost himself completely as he spilled every drop into that lower belly. Her body shook violently, and it was all they could both do to keep quiet while they tried to come back down from the high. He sucked off the remnants of her blood from her neck and trailed his tongue up to her ear.
“Good fucking girl…”he whispered breathlessly. Sarah’s mouth was red with his blood as she dropped her chin and turned her head until their breath mingled. She was so fucking beautiful. So insane. Her eyes were sated, and heavy with sin. She was the most perfect fucking thing he’d ever seen. His fingertips grazed her chin, and he licked the blood from her lip before slipping his tongue into that pretty mouth. They got lost in that kiss until his phone buzzed in his pocket. Sarah looked down, and moved off his lap, helping him pull it from his wet jeans as they tried to gather themselves and get back in their seats.
Rhaena: you two have no fucking shame. YOU REEK.
Athan grinned to himself, running a hand through his damp hair as he turned the screen towards Sarah. She snickered as she adjusted her skirt and looked a few rows up towards the right. Rhaena smiled as she shook her head and stared up at the screen.
Me: lie to us and tell us you’re not thinking about Brandon’s North Pole right now.
Sarah bit her knuckle, smiling as the three little dots bounced at the corner of the screen.
Rhaena: you’re off your game, partner. I took care of him fifteen minutes in. ;)
Athan joined Sarah’s chuckling as Rhaena slid her arm around Brandon and rested her head on his shoulder. Nights like this would be scarce after this week, and he’d miss them. Intermission rang in about twenty minutes later and he stood next to Brent at the concession counter, refilling their bucket of popcorn while the girls snuck off to talk trash in the bathroom. Brandon stepped away to get more drinks, and Brent side-eyed him as he pumped the butter over his own bucket.
“You guys trying to take one last dig at me with the movie choice, detective?” he asked, smirking. Athan threw a few pieces of popcorn into his mouth, waiting for his turn with the butter.
“Why? You gonna relieve me of my head and stake me through the heart at the end?” Athan smiled. Brent abruptly turned toward him, tossing a hand in the air.
“Way to spoil the ending, dude…I’ve never seen this shit before!”
That got a genuine laugh from Athan as he covered his mouth to stop a piece of popcorn from flying out. Brent chuckled and rolled his eyes as he shook his head and grabbed Athan’s bucket.
