Page 137 of The Vampire's Thirst
But he wasn’t ready to end the experience. He latched onto a breast and once again his sharp fangs glided through her flesh.
Her hips flexed against him as she shuddered with another orgasm. He withdrew and licked the puncture marks. When she milked his shaft this time, he surged over the top. Slamming deep inside her, he fucked hard and fast until his body seized, his balls drew up, and his seed shot into her. He filled Chiara with all he was, all he would be. For her. For his mate. His eternal love.
Though he felt like crashing to the floor, he held onto Chiara, walking her into the bedroom and laying her on top the covers. He crawled beside her, taking her into his arms while he waited for their heartbeats to slow. Burying his face in her hair, he rolled around in the scent of his female.
Wait.
Something had happened. Daxrecoiled. “You bit me.”
“Tit for tat. Goose. Gander. Weren’t those your fangs in my neck, vampire?”
“You don’t get it.” He slipped out of her warm, wet core and set Chiara on her feet, worrying fingers through his hair.
“Dax, you look scared.”
“Terrified, little witch.”
Her hand brushed across his chest, making his cock spring to life again. “Why?”
“Oh, shit.” Dax doubled over, clutching his gut. The pain. Way to lose an erection fast.Damn. It started. The compulsion to mate, to complete the Bludhunt, was overwhelming. Too bad it could kill Chiara. He had to figure out a way to keep her safe.
Dax flung his head back, biting off a scream so he wouldn’t frighten Chiara.
Larissa, the Bludhunt priestess, was an older, powerful vampire. Like Dax, she could communicate telepathically. He closed his eyes to connect with her mind, a vast repository of his breed’s culture and history.
Larissa, you bitch.
Tsk. Tsk. How endearing. What’s wrong, Daxton, Bludclan Mortus? What did you think would happen when you let the human bite you?
It was an accident.
Rein tried that one, too. If you Firebrands don’t want to mate humans, stop fucking them while you exchange blood. The weakling is now yours. Come to the Bludhunt or face a lifetime of pain.
She can’t handle the rite.
You should have thought of that before. Rein’s human mate handled it. Maybe yours will, too.
I’m not willing to risk her.
You have no choice.
In case you haven’t noticed, the Firebrands are a little busy right now. I need time.
No answer.
Did you hear me?
Of course I did. I grant you time, but the first lull, you get your ass over here along with your mate.
Understood.
Fat chance that was happening. He’d find a way out.
Chiara gripped his jaw between two hands, her eyes wide, fearful. “Dax. What’s wrong? Talk to me.”
He placed his palms over hers. “We’ve been called to the Bludhunt. I’ve asked for time. Larissa granted my request.”
“Larissa? The what?”
