Page 83 of His True Beloved

Pushing her to the bed, Sebastian sprung his cock free from the bindings of his sweats. Christine’s fangs were already descending as he moved his shoulder closer to her mouth.

“Kiss my neck,” he demanded again, prodding his cock into her entrance. She relaxed slightly until Sebastian thrust forward into her. Her silent scream had her fangs descend on their own accord. They brushed Sebastian’s neck, who let out a shudder of pleasure as his hips pushed at a perfect rhythm.

“Drink,” Sebastian commanded her. “Bite me, let your instincts take over.” His panting voice came out ragged, rough. His fangs scraped down her shoulder while he buried his face into her neck. Hearing the blood rush through her veins had him groan, still waiting for her to take her first bite.

To drink someone’s blood was something taboo in the human world. Christine was trying to fight it. Her mind wouldn’t let go, but her body sure wanted to.

“Do it.” Sebastian bit into her shoulder in warning. She cried out as pleasure overtook her. The silent scream she let out made her fangs descend again and push into his neck.

She tried to fight it and resist the urge, but once her hollowed fangs seeped into his neck, the blood poured inside them. The gentle gulps she took had Sebastian explode inside her. His body continued to move sporadically inside her clenching walls.

“More,” he whispered, continuing to fuck her into the bed. The top of her head hit the headboard. Sebastian stopped and placed a pillow so she wouldn’t hurt herself as she drank. “Yes, keep going.” He sighed, putting his weight on her body.

If she had been human, her pussy would have been torn to shreds. He was giving her everything he had, and with every thrust of his hips, he tried to hit a new angle to have her forget the continued gulping of blood dribbling down her throat.

The dryness in her throat left her, her stomach filled, and her eyes fluttered. Warmth filled her. The taste tickled her taste buds until her fangs pulled out of Sebastian’s neck on their own.

“Now bite me in the shoulder,” Sebastian murmured, his hips thrusting into her again. Her body was well spent. Her orgasm had been so large before it made her clit too sensitive.

“I can’t.” Her body moved up and down the mattress. Bruises formed on her hips from the tight grasp of his large hands. Her nipples scraped against his skin. The sensation was too much and not enough. Sebastian’s tight hold on her body, his throbbing cock ready to spill again, wanted this more than anything.

“You mark me right now, Christine.” He growled. “Make me yours, or I will go insane!” Tears reached her eyes, red tinting her vision. Her small peppering of kisses from his neck down to her shoulder had her fangs lengthen again. She bit him without warning, both of them exploding from an ultimate height of pleasure. Their bodies stilled, riding the wave of erotic pleasure their bodies took.

Once they fell, Sebastian sat up on his elbows, still hovering over his mate. Blood stained her lips from her feed. His head lowered, licking away the blood from her first feed, and he sighed in relief.

Her blood lust would not last long as long as she listened to him and had no fear of drinking and fucking. “You did so well.” He smiled tiredly. “I’m so proud of you.” His heart swelled, so utterly happy to have his beloved in his arms. They were bound together now, and nothing would hold them apart.

“Not as bad as I thought,” Christine whispered, pulling him closer to her breasts. Sebastian ran kisses down her jaw until he planted a deep kiss on her lips.

“You like, came twice in five minutes. I think that has to be a record for a guy.” She raised a brow, too tired to laugh. Sebastian’s smirk lifted, amusement dancing in his eyes.

“I’ll always be ready for you, Bella.” He moved his hips again, their cum slipping onto the sheets of the bed. “And now you get to experience my insatiable desire without fear of breaking your human body.”

Christine smiled, her bright white fangs showing through. “I look forward to it,” she whispered as Sebastian lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth.

Chapter 34

Christine

“Oh,cheesus,Sebastian!”Isquealed. I had just woken up from maybe sleeping for a few hours. Sebastian had a terrible habit of waking me again every few hours for another round. The dark silk sheets ruffled below my waist, and a deep chuckle of his mouth sucking the little pearl between my legs had me spasm.

He wasn’t kidding. When I was human, he was holding back.

He is damn insatiable.

We spent four days in our room. Not once having to leave to grab food or drink, we were each other’s breakfast, lunch, dinner, and dessert.

“Oh, oh, oh!” I reached my hand under the sheet, grabbing his hair and pushing him further into my pussy. His fang nicked the side of my lower lip, and my body exploded, wetness undoubtedly coating his face. My hips continued to slip up and down rhythmically until my high had finally recovered.

Sebastian didn’t stop there. His licks continued to clean me until his fangs took a bite of my inner thigh. I moaned loudly, letting go of his hair and pinching my nipples. I wasn’t sure why the pain felt so good, but I wouldn’t question it. Everything Sebastian had done to me the past several days had been nothing short of heaven, and I couldn’t wait to see what else he had in store for the rest of our lives.

The chest that sat at the end of the bed served as a treasure box you would see at the doctor for good little kids that get a toy if they behaved. He had vibrators, nipple clamps, more silk ropes, and a gag which he said he would never use on me unless I was being a brat. He liked me vocal and loved hearing me scream out his name as I scratched with my long claws that I had no control over down his back.

“Morning.” The smug look came from underneath the sheets. Sebastian’s kisses quickly trailed up my torso until his lips pecked my overly bruised ones. Kissing, cuddling, it was all over the top, and it was the best feeling I had ever had.

The thirst that I had felt when I first woke up was long gone, frequent feedings like a newborn were what I needed, and I’m guessing my mother didn’t take it too well. After the initial first bite and bonding that Sebastian urged me to take, I fell at his feet and listened to every word he said as an act of submission.

“Your blood lust is fading,” his throat purred, nuzzling into my neck. “We can leave the room for a few hours after your first feed of the day and visit with your family.”