Page 102 of Royal Bite
Slight movement of Stormey’s fingers captured Hegna’s attention.
“You may leave us,” Hegna ordered. Was her mate about to awaken? If so, she only wanted the two of them in the room. There was no telling how Stormey would react when she woke up. The newly turned vampires all reacted to their new lives differently. Some angry, some violent, while others were afraid or in denial. Hegna didn’t know what to expect from Stormey.
“Yes, Your Grace.” The healer padded away from Hegna.
It wasn’t until Hegna heard the suite door open and close that she leaned forward.
Hegna watched Stormey’s fingers move. The rate of Stormey’s breathing increased, as did the pulse at the base of her neck. She was coming around.
“Wake up, miere,” Hegna whispered. She needed to see her eyes open. Would they remain her beautiful brown or would they now be like Hegna’s, vampire blue?
She continued to watch her. Stormey’s plump lips were pushed out slightly from the recently developed fangs. Hegna ached to see them, watch them sink into her flesh. Her arousal grew with every thought of her newly turned mate.
“Stormey, come to me, miere. Your mate needs you.” Hegna slid closer to Stormey. After she had awakened this evening from a power nap, she’d showered, slid her robe on, and returned to her mate’s side. She hadn’t wanted to be away from Stormey any longer than necessary. Hegna had rarely left Stormey’s side. Ellanora had forced her to drink prepackaged blood so that she could keep up her strength. For some reason, her body was accepting it as if it understood she would be unable to feed from her at this time.
Bijou and Corbin had been in charge while she’d attended Stormey. The entire territory knew of the attack on their princess’s mate. Gifts and flowers had arrived daily, the cards wishing Stormey well. Hegna was unsure of how she had become so popular amongst their constituents, but word must have gotten around about her kindness and love of all. Hegna was proud of her and couldn’t wait to see her ruling over humans and vampires.
Stormey’s lips parted, revealing the tips of her pearly-white fangs.
“That’s right, miere. Follow my voice,” Hegna urged. She ran a finger down Stormey’s cheek. The muscle underneath her finger twitched.
Yes, her mate was slowing awakening.
Hegna removed her finger and rested her hand on the blanket. She would join her underneath it until she was fully conscious. They would then have a long conversation about what had happened that would include an apology from her. Hegna would never stop apologizing to her. She had been a horrible partner and would repay Stormey until she took her last breath.
A brown hand shot out and gripped Hegna’s wrist with a strength that had never been there before. Hegna’s gaze flicked to Stormey’s face and found her new icy-blue eyes locked on her.
A growl rumbled from Stormey’s chest. Her lips curled up, revealing her fangs.
Hegna had never seen anyone more beautiful.
“Miere,” Hegna said softly. She slowly stood from the bed with her wrist still held in Stormey’s grasp. Hegna’s gums stretched from her fangs, breaching through them. Her heart rate spiked with the sight of her mate.
Stormey pushed up into a sitting position on the bed.
“Welcome back.”
Stormey’s growl grew louder. She yanked on Hegna’s arm, sending her flying onto the bed with Stormey’s body landing on top of her. Fear was far from Hegna’s mind. Instead, her core clenched, dripping with her arousal. Stormey’s new powers were attractive, and Hegna was getting a kick out of this aggression.
Stormey’s hands rested on both of Hegna’s wrists, pinning them to the mattress. Her thin gown that covered her body did little to hide it from Hegna. Stormey’s big brown areolas were visible through the material. Her soft, thick thighs rested on each side of Hegna.
Hegna’s robe slipped open in the tussle. Stormey’s gaze roamed Hegna’s face, drifting down to her exposed breasts. The cool air kissed Hegna’s pebbled nipples.
“What’s happened to me?” Stormey rasped.
She blinked, and confusion filled her eyes. The grip on Hegna’s wrists lightened. Hegna could have escaped her hold at any time. Even a newly turned vampire wasn’t as strong as a pure-born royal. Hegna didn’t feel threatened by her.
Hegna broke her hold and pushed up into a sitting position. Stormey remained on her lap, her legs sliding forward where her core rested on Hegna’s stomach. Hegna slid a hand along Stormey’s ample bottom to hold her flush to her. Stormey’s arms came to rest on Hegna’s shoulders.
She reached up with her free hand and trailed a finger along Stormey’s lip. Gazing into her eyes, she saw her mate. Not the newly turned vampire, but her beautiful, thoughtful mate.
“I failed you,” Hegna admitted softly. It pained her that Stormey had almost died because of her negligence.
“How?” Stormey whispered.
Her eyes widened, and her hand flew to her mouth. She prodded her mouth, feeling her new fangs. She jerked her finger back, having pricked the tip of it. A small bubble of blood formed on it. Hegna’s vision locked in on it. She reached up and took Stormey’s hand in hers and brought the finger to her lips. Hegna licked the small drop of blood, a groan escaping from her.
The taste of her blood remained just as sweet as it always had been. Hegna’s core clenched with need. She desired her, but now they had a lot to discuss. Sex would come later, after they’d spoken about the past events.
