Page 98 of Tainted Hearts

Holding her tightly to me, I use my speed, bringing her to the tree next to the swings and pushing her up against it.

One of her hands pulls at my hair while the other one grips at my shirt. Her whimpers and moans are music to my ears, but the smell of her soaked pussy has me going wild.

We keep kissing like we’re each other's air to live. I grab her ass, slipping my leg between hers. She grinds against my leg, her needy cunt chasing the friction. And I do the same. My pussy pulses, my clit aching as I start to rub against her leg.

My mind is hazy; the only thing I can think about is her blood and making us both cum.

We’re frantic as we use each other for our pleasure. Breaking the kiss, I find her neck and start to suck and kiss at her pulse.

“Frankie.” Abby lets out a desperate whimper as she continues to rock against me. “Oh, fuck, yes.”

I thrust harder, ecstasy filling my veins, the pressure just what I need. I can feel my orgasm race to the surface as Abby urgently chases hers. My fangs pop free, nicking her neck. She hisses as her tangy blood hits my tongue. I feel myself going full vampire as I sink my teeth into her pulse. Abby clings to me as she screams, her release hitting her hard and fast. Mine does too. I let out a savage growl, my eyes rolling back as I suck in mouthfuls of her intoxicating blood, euphoria filling me in waves.

When Abby climbs in my arms, panting as she tries to catch her breath, I pull back, swallowing the last bit and lick my lips.

“I’m so fucking sorry,” my voice comes out hoarse as I put my forehead to hers, dizziness like I’ve never felt before hits me, but I feel so fucking good right now.

“Don’t be,” she huffs out a laugh. “That was, fuck, that was amazing. You bit me.”

“I know, I’m sorry.”

“I liked it. Really liked it. Fuck, I came so hard.”

“So did I.” I chuckle, pulling back to look at her, to make sure she’s okay.

Her eyes are half lidded, cheeks flushed with a bright pink blush. “Frankie?”

“Yes, Princess?” I murmur, smiling so hard. I’m extremely fucking happy.

“We’re mates, aren’t we?”

“Yes, baby.” I steal a soft kiss. “We are. How do you feel about that?”

“Relieved,” she sighs. “I don’t feel guilty about my feelings anymore. I was hoping this would be how things ended up but didn’t want to fill myself with false hope.”

“You're not mad? Not overwhelmed?”

“No.” She shakes her head, still smiling. “This feels different. I got to know you first, fell for you in my own time. It wasn’t out of nowhere with someone I just met, or someone I wasn’t in a good place with. It was right.”

“Good.” I smile harder. “That’s what I wanted.”

“What?” Her brows furrow.

“I wanted you to get to know me first, to decide if I was someone you wanted to be with. I gave you the time to get into a good place with the guys because I didn’t want to spring this on you and add to the pressure you were already under.”

“You knew I was your mate?” she asks, a little bit of hurt flashing in her eyes that makes my heart ache “How long?”

I grimace. “A few years.”

“What!” she shouts, making me flinch.

“I’m sorry. At first, it was my job. Vampire guards make their job their whole world. And the fact that you're the king of Hell's daughter, I didn’t know how that would work. And you had Leo. You looked so happy. You were meant to take over Hell. I was just some worker.”

“You're not just some worker, Frankie. You're an amazing person, my best friend... My mate,” she whispers the last words, tears in her eyes. “Fuck, I can't believe you're my mate.”

“It’s the greatest honor I could have ever been given. I wanted you for so long. But you had no idea who I was, and I wasn’t allowed to let you know. But I watched over you, made sure you were safe.”

“You did?”

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