Page 16 of Forsaken By Night

“You got us to safety and bought some time,” he said, his gaze lingering on her throat, “but I know Hunter, and he’s a hell of a tracker.” He snapped his eyes up to hers, hoping she’d feel as much as see the inevitable finality of the situation. “He’s going to find us.”

“I know.” Her voice was grim, determined, and her expression reminded him of how she used to plant her paws and refuse to budge when she wanted something.

“You need to go.”

Instead of arguing—or leaving—she yanked on the shirt, destroying another button, and climbed fully onto the mattress. Or, more accurately, she climbed onto him. Oh, she was careful not to hurt him, letting herself lie half on, half off him, one thigh resting on his pelvis, her breasts pressed against the uninjured side of his chest, and her throat only inches from his lips.

“I’m not leaving you.” Her hot breath whispered across his ear, and his groin tightened. “I’d rather die with you than die alone.”

“Run,” he said, his voice rattling as if he’d eaten a load of gravel. “Once they have me, they’ll forget about you.”

Gently, she used the tips of her fingers to tilt his face even closer to her neck. “I can’t survive out here by myself. I don’t know how to be a vampire. Please, Lobo,” she begged. “You took me in when I was starving all those years ago, and you saved my life again just days ago. Let me do this for you. You might not be able to escape from Hunter, but you can face him with as much strength as I can give you.”

Ah, damn. He shouldn’t let himself be swayed, but he was a selfish asshole. He wanted to taste her, to have that connection with someone one more time—for what might be the last time. Besides, she was right. She most likely wouldn’t survive on her own—and while Hunter might punish her for harming a clan member, he wouldn’t kill her, and he wouldn’t turn her out to die. MoonBound’s clan leader might be a son of a bitch who’d learned to govern from a bigger son of a bitch, but he wasn’t a monster.

His hand shook as he threaded his fingers through her hair and pulled her head closer to his. His chest screamed in agony, but he breathed through it, his need to feed distracting him from the pain. Her skin felt like warm satin on his lips, and as he opened his mouth over her jugular, he felt her pulse flutter madly against his tongue.

“Ever been bitten?” He licked at her, tasting the earthy notes of the forest she’d lived in with him for years. “After you became a vampire, I mean.”

She arched against him with a breathy, “No,” and he shivered in anticipation. “Will it hurt?”

“Does a wolf shit in the woods? Never mind, I know the answer to that.” She called him a foul name and nipped his ear, and he grinned before getting serious again. “It’ll only hurt for a second, but it’s a good hurt you’ll want over and over.”

This time it was she who shivered. She shifted even closer, draping her body over his until he could feel the burning heat of her bare legs through his jeans and against his hips.

She’s not wearing any underwear.

His brain fogged at that thought, and before it stopped running the show, he tapped his tongue against the back of his teeth. Instantly his fangs tingled as the glands behind them released a fluid meant to heighten the pleasure of penetration, and his body hardened in anticipation.

Tehya squirmed with equal eagerness, and he didn’t make her wait. Closing his eyes, he sank his fangs into her throat. She gasped and stiffened, but even as he repositioned his mouth and latched on, she relaxed. And when he took his first pull, her silky blood flooding over his tongue, she let out a surprised and husky, “Oh, my.”

Oh, my. Her sultry voice fueled his hunger and made him feel as if he was starving. As if he’d missed a dozen moon fever feedings in a row. It wasn’t the full moon, but his need for blood was nearly as fierce, his need for companionship far more intense. His body grew hotter with every pull on her vein, until he swore his own blood was on fire.

Tehya clung to him, wrapping her leg around his hips as she ground against him the way she had back at his cabin, her teeth in his throat. She’d come beautifully, her soft cries nearly undoing him as well. So when she reached between their bodies now and tore open his fly, he almost moaned with relief.

Her blood rushed through him, and he could practically feel his flesh knitting back together and the pain fading; but even if he’d been at death’s door, he wouldn’t have protested when she took his shaft in her fist. Dropping his hand from the nape of her neck to her hip, he slipped his fingers under her shirt to caress the smooth skin of her firm, round ass. She quivered at his touch, spreading her legs even wider as she straddled him so she could rock against his shaft, coating it in her slippery juices.

Sensation lashed at him, the intensity building with the speed and fury of a forest fire during the dry season. If she didn’t—ah, fuck, yeah.She sank down on his cock in one smooth, hard motion. Impossibly tight, silken heat surrounded him, a powerful combination that made the world around them fade away.

Right now, nothing mattered more than experiencing the best that life had to give.

Tehya pumped her hips to the rhythm of his draws on her vein, connecting them in a circuit of lust and life and warmth he wished could go on forever. No male alive could resist the feel of Tehya sliding up and down on his shaft so furiously that the slap of wet flesh striking wet flesh drowned out everything else, even the sound of his own internal alarms.

What if Hunter and his warriors were, right now, outside the door?

Tehya clenched around him, and, yep, he just hoped Hunter would wait until the trailer stopped rocking before he burst inside.

A harsh cry escaped her, and then she was shuddering, her body spasming as she came. Sloppily he lapped at the punctures he’d made, and flipped her, ignoring the fresh pain in his chest.

Damn, she was beautiful, her hair splayed wildly across the mattress, her skin glistening with perspiration as she shouted at the peak of another orgasm. He drove into her, his body taking over as his climax hovered, close and so hot his skin burned.

He shifted, but his injury gave a bighey, I’m still here, you dumbassshout-out that drove his orgasm back behind the imminent line. This was going to be so good—

“Lobo!” The alarm in Tehya’s voice froze him on the very razor edge of pleasure. “I hear them.”

No, no, no!Her hearing as a wolf had been better than his, and apparently that was still the case.Fuck.

Adrenaline punched him like a blast from a cold shower as he rolled to the side and forced his aching cock into his pants. “Whatever you do,” he said urgently, “don’t tell them anything.”

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