Page 32 of His True Beloved

“Do you trust me?” he repeated more urgently.

Do I?

“Y-yes,” I managed to whisper. My fingers let go of my finger, and Sebastian’s eyes glowed brightly. Opening his mouth, his fangs dripped a white substance until he pulled my fingers inside him. He sucked the blood from my finger, his tongue circling around the cut.

It didn’t burn. It no longer hurt, the sweet, cold feeling engulfing my cut. I sighed softly, my head resting on his shoulder. He hummed, letting go of my finger, and the deep cut from the knife was gone. There was no more bleeding, no scratch to be seen.

My mother’s arms and neck had always been clean, except the one that bears Justin’s claiming mark. Sebastian had used his venom on me…

My heart calmed, and my eyes widened in amazement from my healed finger. “Wow,” I whispered. The blood that had trickled down my finger and forearm was still wet and thick from the previous cut. “You healed me,” I muttered, looking into his bright red eyes.

“Yes,” he said with a strangled voice. My thought to grab a napkin to clean up the blood on my arm was there, but instead, my body forced my mouth open to say words I never thought I would ask.

“Will you clean me up?” Sebastian’s eyes darkened, looking at my hand. Blood had run down my finger, to my wrist and forearms. The calming hum I heard from his throat now turned into a guttural growl.

“Will it bother you?” he asked. His fangs lengthened, his tongue sweeping off the remnants of blood from my index finger. My other hand balled into a fist, the heated gaze he gave me had my clit throbbing.

He likes how I taste.

I wasn’t sure whether it was because it was just some human blood or mine. For the moment, I’m going to pretend that it was because it was my blood he wanted.

“No, do it,” I said huskily, my eyes watching his. His mouth descended his gaze into my eyes, never leaving me as he licked between my fingers, slowly.

I held my breath. As much as I despised the idea of any vampire drinking my blood in the beginning, right now, it was erotic to watch. My nipples rippled in the pasties I had over them. Surely the sticky would fall off, and then he’d get an eyeful.

But I don’t care right now.

His hands gently held my arm, his stares never leaving me as he licked, sucked, and nipped over every trail. Feeling every taste bud on my white skin, my body splashed with goosebumps. He laughed darkly into my arm at the effect he had on me.

I watched as he licked up my arm. Slowly, he took in every bit of the blood that began to dry. He licked each area several times, ensuring he didn’t leave anything behind. Sebastian’s eyes rolled in the back of his head, groaning at the taste once he reached my wrist.

Sebastian placed a kiss on the inside of my wrist. He kept his lips there, sucking, his fang nipping on my arm. It didn’t hurt. In fact, it turned me on more. I wanted more. I wanted him to bite me.

Who knew I would be into blood play, being a hemophiliac with hemophobia?

Letting out a shuddering breath, my eyes dropped as he licked his lips clean. What do I say after that?

“Do I… taste good?”

Oh my gosh, really?!

My breasts contracted, taking slow, deep breaths. Sebastian sucked on his bottom lip, his fingers trailing over my naked thigh, watching his claws scrape softly to my knee.

“Very.” Sebastian leaned forward. His hot breath unfurled onto my neck. My hand reached up, sliding underneath the lapel of his jacket. Lips brushing my ear, I compressed my thighs together. “So good,” he purred. “I hope you call me next time you need help.”

My breath stopped, his nose trailing my jaw until he reached my chin. My clit continued to pulsate, wanting nothing more than to have the friction I truly desired.

How good it would be to feel those claws next to my pussy.

Sebastian’s arm wrapped around my waistline, causing me to sit straight. Now nose to nose with a dangerous vampire, he flicked his gaze to my lips and back to me.

I was going to damn well kiss this vampire in front of me.

Chapter 16

Sebastian

“Youtastedelicious,”Ipurred. We had just agreed to go slow, but our bodies were doing all the talking. My lips were near centimeters away from hers. Did I dare to try and sink my mouth into those beckoning morsels?

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