Page 47 of Tethered Magick

“Come here.” Dason’s voice dropped, and I followed him as he tugged me back to the mattress.

The sheets cradled me softly as Dason settled beside me. His hand found my stomach again, the fabric of my shirt bunched around my waist. Calloused fingers brushed along my abdomen, right over the deepest part of my ache. It was soothing and distracting, and without my finite control, my fangs extended to injure my lip once more.

That was going to take some getting used to.

I hadn’t gotten a chance to lick the small wound before Dason’s mouth hovered over mine. He didn’t ask permission, he just paused, giving me time to stop him before he claimed me with an alpha’s possession. His mouth was soft and firm, pliant and demanding.

Blood smeared across his lips, the taste creating a primal frenzy I couldn’t ignore any longer. Dason wasn’t any less affected.

He growled, and the sound went straight to my core. A moan escaped my lips as his tongue swept across the seam of my mouth, and he took advantage, his tongue plunging inside to dance with mine.

Dason kissed me brutally, and the sharp points of my fangs cut us both until our blood mingled together. It was too much, and I cried out, my stomach feeling like it’d cave from hunger. The burn in my veins had only gotten worse, more desperate, with the sampling of Dason’s blood.

“I need you,” I whimpered, as his mouth kissed a trail down my throat. Each flick of his tongue against my skin had me arching off the bed, and a savage part of me wanted him to partial shift and bite the crux of my shoulder, a mate bond to replace the one I’d lost.

“Lorn,” Dason groaned and pulled away, his hooded eyes traveling across my overly dressed body. “Take these off for me.”

He tugged at my sweatpants. I was past caring about where Dase and I were in our relationship and if this was a good idea. I wanted to feel in control of my own life again. This was a choice I owned.

Hooking my thumbs into my waistband, I lifted my hips and wiggled the pants off, leaving my lower half bare except for a pair of simple, damp panties. Dason’s focus slid up my legs and paused at the juncture of my thighs. His nostrils flared as he inhaled my scent.

Keeping his weight on the forearm braced against the mattress, Dason stretched himself over me, covering me with his body like a warm blanket. His lips grazed over my jaw, and then he whispered, “Drink.”

Fifteen

Dason

Ishivered as Lorn’s tongue darted out to lick a trail up my neck. Her pliant body was chilled from her vampiric state. Seemed the longer she went without blood, the colder she became. Her hands against my abs felt like fucking ice, but our temperature differences only served to add to our foreplay.

Sharp fangs scraped along my throat, causing a shiver to run down my spine. My primal spirit rose, warning me of danger, and my back tensed for a second when she broke my skin. I was too distracted by the pure sound of lust that broke from her lips as she got the first taste of my blood.

I didn’t need her venom to grow hard above her, but the second it hit my bloodstream, it grabbed hold of my cock and tugged. I was velvet and steel, a rod of need as she took her first suck. The pull was indescribable, a sensation I felt straight to my goddamn balls.

Lorn’s lips latched hungrily around my neck as she took another sip.

“Fuck,” I grunted. Hit by another wave of venom, I tried not to grind into her small body. My arms shook as I braced myself above her. Visions of her legs wrapping around my waist while I thrust inside her tight, sweet little pussy drove me mad with desire.

She whimpered, her body canting into mine to brush against my cock. It throbbed for her. This was more intense than the last time she’d fed from me, and I wondered how long the venom lasted in a person’s bloodstream. My lust for Lorn never ended, but it’d been that way since I met the girl.

The regret I had for pushing her away when I should have been counting my blessings was thick. Chayton had called me out more than once. My whole pack had. Now that everything I’d built had been destroyed, torn down by a person I thought was my friend, I could see things through new eyes. Hindsight was twenty-fucking-twenty, but it was what you did with the lessons you’d learned that made you a man or an undeserving wimp.

There was no question which camp I sat in. I’d admitted I’d made mistakes, that I’d let my past define my future, and now I was determined to bring my family back together, and that included this sexy little creature below me.

How had I not seen that she had become the center of our pack? Nothing else made sense as to why the bond had shattered between my packmates and me, but she was an alpha in her own right, and she’d been slowly claiming us for her own.

I could picture her ruling at my side. She fit the pack so well, somehow exactly what each of us needed. How one woman could encompass so much, I didn’t know, but I’d underestimated Lorn once, and I’d never do it again.

“Mmm,” she hummed, the needy sound vibrating against my throat, and her tongue flicked over my skin.

Jesus, I was leaking in my boxers, so out of control for this girl I could barely breathe.

Balancing myself on one arm, I kept my center of gravity even to avoid tearing my neck away from her and captured her hand in mine. My fingers ran up her palm until I wrapped them around hers, pulling her hand between our bodies. Flattening it on her abdomen, I guided it down her skin, teasing her flesh with her touch.

Inch by inch, I slid them south and directed her hand until her fingers brushed over the wet cotton covering her pussy.

“Ah,” she moaned as I guided her to circle her clit.

“Touch yourself for me,” I whispered, breathing lightly against the shell of her ear. “Show me how you make yourself come.” My breath teased her neck, and she took another indescribable pull, her fangs drowning my vein in venom.

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