Page 123 of Finding Love with the Fae King

Juliet paused as she tasted my blood. Licking her lips, she sucked on the cut as I palmed her voluminous ass. Kneading it, caressing it, and dare I say maybe hitting it later with my dick, she moaned into my mouth. My shirt came off her body quickly as I ripped it on the seam. A quick yelp, and I jumped on top of her. I caught her off guard, and the lust in her eyes told me it was all right.

Her hands roamed my torso with her claws, scratching my hip bone as she tugged at my trousers. “Patience, my little flower.” I sucked her neck on her marking spot while she thrust her hips upward. Juliet’s fangs were growing, and the growl in her throat let me know she wasn’t one for patience. My head dipped as my fangs nicked around her pert nipples while she gasped, holding my head to her bosom.

Juliet was gifted. She had a round ass and just as enticing breasts as I kneaded one and sucked on the other. I bit a little too hard as one of my fangs grazed the side, and blood trickled. I have never been one to taste blood but my Gods. She tasted amazing. “Lick me,” she purred as I stared into her eyes as slid my tongue across it.

“Exquisite,” I moaned while trailing my tongue to the other breast. I couldn’t like the left breast to be too greedy, now, could I? Juliet’s hips thrust into my chest, rubbing her sweet spot on my abs. I couldn’t tease and taunt her too much. She was still weak, but I had to have a taste of her nectar.

Her pussy dripped onto the sheets. I prayed to the Gods it would always remain there so I could rub my body in her sweet scent. She wasn’t completely bare. She had a small amount of trimmed hair near her pussy, but I loved it. It was soft with a bit of curl as I nuzzled my nose into it. My tongue parted her folds as licked her clit lovingly.

“Alaneo,” she cried as she fisted her hands into my hair. The claws scraped my scalp that gave an instant shudder to my cock. I was leaking, Gods, how embarrassing.I could cum right now with Juliet just petting my head.It had a mind of its own, wanting to be buried balls deep within my mate, but I had to prepare. She was a virgin, that was for sure, and I would take much pleasure in her being her first.

My soul ached at what I had done. I should have waited, I should have waited for her, but I never thought she would come to me. I would beg for forgiveness for the rest of our lives and drive her pussy into oblivion.

My tongue teased her opening as I tried to have her cream into my mouth; my tongue was fruitful as her nectar slid on my rough tongue. I swallowed as she continued to pour into my mouth; her silent scream made me grip her thighs and haul them over my shoulder. I would feast and eat her almost raw before I made her take my aching cock.

“Alaneo.” Juliet’s chest heaved as her large breast bounced. “It’s too much!” she cried again as she tried to wiggle away from me. Taking a break from my tongue, I took a finger and entered her cavern.

So slick, almost ready. I needed to stretch Juliet so she could take me. Being gentle wasn’t part of my nature when it came to fucking, but I wasn’t fucking. I was making damn love to my mate. With one finger, she was tight. How the hell was I going to thrust into this vice?

Two fingers I pushed through, and she wiggled while she grabbed her own breasts. Gods, she was breathtaking. “Take control, Juliet. What do you want?” Her lips were moving, but no sound came out.I must be doing my job. I thrust the two fingers into her gingerly as her body moved. Breasts and thighs jiggled on the bed while she plucked her nipples.

I can’t take it anymore. My cock can’t.I was going to spill my seed onto the bed, and that would be a damn waste. I lunged to the top of the bed as I smashed my lips against hers. Juliet took my tongue without question and held me close to her body. Claws scratched down my back, I could feel the blood drip, but dear Gods, it was hot as fuck. A growl ripped through Juliet as she threw me onto my back. Damn, she was feisty.

She rolled me over as she licked my back. Her tongue shook as she tried with all her might not to sink her fangs into me. The drip from her slick coated my legs as I fisted the sheets with my aching hands. “I need to bury myself into you, my rose. Before I lose myself.” I gritted my teeth as she cleaned my back. Her venom had already healed me. There was no more blood or pain. Fuck, she can do that every day if she wants.

Flipping her over, blood covered her mouth as she tried to lick the remnants. I licked her cheek, tasting myself. It didn’t taste like blood at all, not that terrible metallic taste.

Once we bonded, I could suck her blood as well, my fangs would hollow, and we would feed on each other. The most intimate thing a vampire could do besides mating. The way she tasted made my cock twitch again, ready to take her.

“I’m going to deflower you.” Her breath hitched as I lined my cock to her hole. “It will hurt at first—”

“Shut up and fuck me, mate.” The blood lust had already started. Her eyes were glowing, and her fangs were ready to sink into me. One quick thrust, and I broke her innocence. A sharp scream and my stillness over her body made it even more intimate as I cooed her. My brave little bloodsucker waited for me or was instead forced to wait.

I’ll still cherish this moment as she gazed into my eyes. “So damn beautiful you are.” I stroked her hair as she ground her hips.

“Move Alaneo, make me yours,” Juliet whispered into my lips as my hips as I continued to thrust. All the way out and back in, we went at our own rhythm.

Making love to her is hard, trying to go slow. Juliet met me thrust to thrust with her hips, and I lost it. “I’m going to fuck you. I can’t hold back.” I gritted my teeth.

“More!” she screamed into my ear as I fucked her into oblivion. Her legs went around my waist, and her heels dug into my back. Forcing me to go harder into her. Juliet’s claws sunk into my biceps, scratching down my arms as blood dropped to the sheets. Her head hung back as she screamed my name over and over as she reached her high several times.

I wanted to hold out, show her how damn good I was, but I was losing it. I couldn’t last. “Cum for me one last time, so I can make you mine.”

“Mine,” she growled as my fangs itched to bite her skin. Her eyes dilated as her orgasm ripped through her, and she sunk her teeth into me. Her fangs hit the bone as I went to her shoulder and did the same. She screamed in pleasure as I continued to pump into her, spilling my seed into her womb.

Slowing down, her arms dropped as my body quivered. Not wanting to put all my weight on her luscious body, I fell to the side and pulled her to me. “Drink, my rose. You need it.” Blood was coming out of the bite I gave her. She didn’t hesitate and latched onto me.

Juliet was so exhausted. I felt her lean on me for support as she sucked. I licked the blood on her shoulder. It tasted of the most exotic pies of the elves that I craved so much during the Light Source Celebration. As she continued, I felt my eyes droop, and her breathing had slowed as well. Licking my wounds closed, she nudged her head undermine as I held her tight with one arm around her shoulder and the other on her breast.

They were my new security blanket. I’d always love holding them, but most of all, her.

Chapter Sixty-Two

Melina

Aftertheinitialshocka boy named Cricket was Elaine’s son, I grabbed my father as he spun around to look at me. Elaine’s eyes had tears threatening to spill at the thought of her daughter not being her own. I couldn’t imagine what Elaine was thinking. Her heart was broken that Daphne was beyond redemption, and now she had another chance to even raise her own son, her blood.

Quickly explaining how I knew the boy named Cricket at the orphanage with my wild hand gestures, Elaine’s features brightened. She wiggled to get down from my father’s hold, but he quickly gathered her up.

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