Page 49 of Kiss of Light

“I should… warn you… feeding… has… consequences.”

She had heard the stories. Vetali bites contained venom, narcotics which made the act of feeding painless, even pleasurable for the recipient. She’d seen it herself with Camille.

But Camille was human, she wasn’t. Demons were immune to most things. She met his gaze.

“I’m giving you permission, Lemar.”

With a groan, he fastened his lips to her arm and started to drink.

Twenty

At first Tala found the sensation repellent. She forced herself to hold still as he sucked at her arm. When the blood didn’t flow fast enough for his liking, he bit down harder.

She shuddered as his fangs penetrated her. It almost felt like a violation and she desperately wanted to pull away.

This was why she fucking hated bloodsuckers. The whole act of feeding off another person… it was disgusting. It made her sick to the stomach.

But as he continued to nuzzle her arm, something changed. The pain dissipated and the touch of his mouth became more sensual. Seductive, even. She tried to hold on to her revulsion but it was fading. A sudden heat kindled low in her belly.

He lapped her blood, feeling it regenerate him, revitalize his body. She was remarkable, he thought numbly. The sweetest he’d ever tasted. And the most powerful.

The wound started to close on his back. Muscle knitted and tissue regrew. Strength flowed into his limbs and he wanted to howl at the moon like an alpha wolf.

You should stop now, he told himself. He could not.

With a growl he rolled from the couch onto the floor, pulling her down with him. He pinned her with his body, trapping her legs with his own. He brought his lips to her throat and licked her there. Velvet satin.

“I want to taste more. Will you allow me?”

Tala felt his fangs slide over her neck. Her pulse was skittering like crazy and her thoughts were incoherent.I should throw him off me. I should make him stop.

“Yes,” she said breathlessly.

He made an inarticulate sound as he punctured her neck. This time the pain only lasted a second; then a glorious warmth spread over her body. Her limbs became languid and heavy. A slow pulse began to beat between her legs.

“You taste of champagne,” Lemar murmured.

He sucked steadily, his pleasure building with each mouthful.Fuck, her blood is an aphrodisiac. He was getting hard. Harder than he’d ever been. Unable to help himself, he slid his hand to one of her delicious breasts and squeezed.

She arched her body, thrusting her curves against him. Her nipple drilled into his palm, straining against the ridiculous T-shirt she was wearing. He circled it with his thumb, gratified by the little gasps she was making. He continued to caress her as he closed the punctures on her neck and retracted his fangs, sated for the moment.

He slid his hands under her clothing, relishing the smooth warmth of her silken skin. His mind flashed back to the first time he’d seen her. The almost physical impact she’d had on him.

Now she was in his arms, drunk on his venom, begging for his touch.

“Undress me, Lemar,” she whispered. “I want you inside me.”

Her voice jerked him back to reality. He could think of nothing he wanted to do more. But he’d already broken one promise to himself by feeding from her. He wouldn’t break another.

He pushed himself up on one arm, his face just inches from hers.

“This isn’t real, Tala. This is the venom in your system.”

Her eyes were the silvery-blue of a storm-lit sky.

“I don’t care. Undress me.”

“I am not going to fuck you. It’s too dangerous. I have to stay in control.”

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