Page 14 of The Moon and the Hunt

“I haven’t had any juniper or garlic since yesterday. Whatever is still in my system will be minimal,” Rolf said, nudging his nose against hers. She didn’t flinch or pull away at the intimate gesture. Still, she looked at him skeptically, wondering if he was telling the truth. He continued, “Besides, if it does prove too much, I promise nothing will happen to you.”

Her fangs sharpened at the thought of biting into his neck. “Fine,” she conceded. “On one condition.”

“Name it,” he whispered into her neck, kissing her ear lobe.

“It’ll be better when we…” she trailed off. How on earth was it possible for her to be so timid around this man? What was he doing to her resolve?

“Ahh,” Rolf said, throwing her a wink. “I better get back to work, then.”

Adeline covered her face with her hands as he slid back down, kissing his way over her skin. His fingers found her entrance, and he picked up where he left. She sighed and let her body relax, anticipation building for what would come.

ChapterEleven

Rolf cursed himself for being so stupid.

She would know everything as soon as she took some of his blood. He knew there was no hiding from a vampire once they tasted your blood. Still, he had nothing else to feed her. Where would he find rabbits or squirrels under several feet of snow?

She was supposed to have left once she had rested, and the storm had stopped. And yet the snow kept falling and falling. Unfortunately, he could not control the weather because his time was running out, and he figured she might as well know what he had been hiding all this time.

Because there was no place for her to run.

Instead of letting his worry take over, he focused on building her up again. He grew hard at the thought of her clenching around him and their satisfaction rolling between them once more. His hand stroked his erection as his tongue drove into her waiting warmth. Dipping a finger inside, he stroked deeply. Then he moved his teeth to her clit, nibbling and sucking with varying amounts of pressure as she arched her back and cried out.

Her hands toyed with his hair and she wrapped her fingers in his curls. He groaned into her as she shoved against his face. Rolf felt he could do this for hours and never tire. Her exclamations drove him wild, and he wanted to take her into another plane of existence. If she were going to discover his darkest secrets, he would give her an experience she wouldn’t forget. So that, when she eventually did hate him and finally left, at least he had given her something pleasant to remember him by.

Slipping his finger out of her, he sucked on it a few times, relishing her taste. She whined and tried to get him back between her legs. He chuckled, ensuring his finger was nice and wet before spreading her wide with his other hand. Her clit was swollen, and he placed a simple kiss on it, her legs twitching. He flicked his tongue out again while his wet finger slid slightly lower, playing with the sensitive, puckered entrance.

He raised his eyebrows in question, watching her body twitch and undulate as he played with her. “Is this—?”

Adeline just nodded frantically, her eyes wild, as she pulled hard at her nipples. With her consent, he returned to driving into her wet center with his tongue while his finger teased her ass.

“Ohhhh,” Adeline breathed as his finger pushed into her. She clenched at first but then relaxed as he kept sucking at her clit, his finger working into her gently with slow circles. “Rolf, I need you.”

It was all he needed to hear. He slid his finger out and pumped his cock a few times before climbing up the bed. Planting kisses up her stomach, along the curve of her hip, and nipping at the underside of her breast, he finally settled himself between her legs. His head lined up with her slick heat, and butterflies stirred in his stomach as he realized she would be feeding off of him soon.

Without a second thought, he thrust inside her. He wove his fingers into her hair and tugged with each thrust, driving into her with wild abandon. Now that he knew she liked it a little rough, he let himself go. He dipped his head down and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth. Her fangs had come in, and he ran his tongue along the points, noting that she shivered with the sensation. As he bottomed out against her wall, she moaned into his mouth.

Her nails elongated into sharp points, and she dragged her nails down his back, careful not to draw any blood. He groaned and released her mouth, lost in the sensation of her body against his. She clenched her legs tight around him, her climax closing in around him.

He could smell blood before he knew what had happened. Her teeth clamped down on his neck, but he felt no pain, just an overwhelming tidal wave of extreme pleasure. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he thrust deeply as they came together. She continued to suck on his neck, her thighs tightening, and she cried into his skin with her release.

ChapterTwelve

She licked the wound, her saliva, and blood mixing to close up the punctures into tiny little marks that would be hard to notice if it wasn’t for her vampiric eyesight. Rolf was panting, trying to catch his breath. He was still inside and looked down at her with a look of mild surprise and… something else.

She tilted her head, opening her mouth to say something. And then the memories flooded her vision.

Covered in blood, he woke up alone in a dark alley. His head hurt tremendously, and his hands shook as he saw the sheer amount of blood that soaked his clothing. He patted himself down and breathed a sigh of relief when he realized it wasn’t his.

But whose? No one else was near him.

Something silver glinted in the water at his feet.

A knife.

Adeline’s eyes focused on Rolf, a question forming on her lips when she rocked back again with more memories.

A woman passed him on the street and screamed ‘murderer’ at him.

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