Page 33 of Captured in Love
There are no words for the emotions that flood through me as her serious brown gaze meets mine. I’ve had her blood, several times now, and I’m thoroughly addicted. It tastes incredible, so potent and lush. It’s only centuries of training and restraint keeping me from draining too much every time I drink from her.
But to have her drink from me, to know that my blood will soon be coursing through her veins—I clamp my teeth together and take a deep inhale through my nose.
The sulfur-scented air does little to conceal Nora’s natural bouquet, or Levi’s for that matter. I’m so deep in with these two witches, it’s not even funny anymore. What I’d planned to do when we first struck a deal in Paris has now changed. The thought of the spell I wanted to demand from Nora in exchange for my help in Egypt still weighs on me, and I’ve been wanting to talk to her about it, but I’m not sure I intend to go through with that.
There’s too much I still want to experience with her. Withthem.
Nora says my name, and I snap out of my thoughts, realizing I’ve been staring hungrily at her for gods know how long.
“Yes,” I say. “All right.”
This isn’t a time for sharing revelations. We have a man to free and a task to complete, and then we need to get out of this hellhole. I wouldn’t put it past those insane witches to collapse the entire dome on top of us in an effort to keep us from winning.
“Will you…?” Nora gestures at my hand, her eyes round with some mix of excitement and apprehension.
I glance down at my wrist. It’s impersonal, and if I had it my way, the first time Nora drank from me she’d be naked, sitting on my dick, and wrapped tight around me. This moment is all wrong, but she needs me, needs my blood, and I’ll do anything to help her.
A quick bite, and the vein in my wrist starts dripping blood, a slow but steady stream of crimson.
“Hurry.” I offer Nora my hand. “It’ll heal within the minute.”
Nora hesitates for a split second, then takes my wrist and brings her full lips close. Her gaze darts up at me, and her pink tongue flicks out for her first taste.
The anticipation is killing me. I’m hard, despite telling myself this willnotlead to anything more. But everything Nora does turns me on, and this is…
She closes her eyes and puts her mouth directly to my wound. And she drinks my blood, her lips creating light suction on my skin. Her nose, lightly freckled from the sun, scrunches up, but then she swallows again.
I see the instant the full effect of my blood hits her senses. Her eyes fly open, and she stiffens in shock, then curls around my hand with a moan.
“Yes,” I murmur, unable to help myself. “Take more.”
Nora’s next swallow has her relaxing against me. I brush her hair back from her face, and she leans into my palm like a cat, almost purring with delight.
That’s how I know she’s had enough.
“That’s it,” I say, palming her neck. “Time to let go.”
She slowly releases my wrist and licks one last drop of blood from the puncture wounds. She snuggles closer to me, resting her head on my chest. I wrap one arm around her. I can’t imagine a scenario where I wouldn’t want to have Nora pressed close.
The blood wells again, and I wordlessly offer it to Levi, who’s been watching us with a dark expression. He doesn’t hesitate but takes my hand in a strong, rough grip, and clamps his mouth to the wound.
No matter how gruff he acts, the blood has an immediate effect on him, too.
His green eyes flutter closed, and he drags in a long inhale through his nose. He drinks deeply, his throat working as he swallows. We’ve done this before, but his wild, rich scent is still as appealing as ever, and for a brief moment, I let myself fantasize about how these two would look spread out on a bed, well fucked and blissed out from drinking my blood.
Nora’s palm reaches up, and she turns my chin toward her.
“Yes,” she says as if she heard my every thought. And she kisses me.
My senses explode with hunger, with pure, unbridledwant, and I devour her mouth. She leans back on the rock and pulls me with her, tugging on my wetsuit. My fangs descend, and I nick her lip, a tiny pinprick that only gives me a droplet of her blood. It’s enough to drive me wild.
Levi pushes at my shoulder, and I snap my head up and growl at him. He dares come between me and Nora?
He holds his hands up in surrender, his eyebrows raised. “Hey, man. It’s fine. Just—maybe not the best time?”
Fuck!
I let myself get distracted, dragged into that passionate, desperate kiss, even though I should have known better.
