Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
“An eternity won’t be enough,” he said, the love between us swirling around our mating bond.
I turned my head toward his neck, inhaling deeply to get some composure—
And scented his blood. I jumped back enough to look at him, covering my aching fangs as I swallowed. “It burns,” I said, rubbing my throat like that would help ease the pain.
A delicious grin shaped Ajax’s lips as he moved his long hair away from his neck. “Why do you think you woke up here, in our bed—not a doctor in sight to look after you?” He wet his lips. “You need to drink, mate, and you’re sure as hell only doing that from me.”
The mention of drinking had adrenaline shooting through my veins, my fangs throbbing with need in the same pulse that was terrorizing my clit.
“Tell me what you’re thinking,” he said, eyes pleading as he watched me. “Let me into your mind like you can get in mine.”
I blew out a breath. “I can’t decide what I need more right now,” I admitted. “Your blood or your cock.”
A low growl rumbled in his chest, and he gripped my hips, rocking me forward against what was very hard and very ready for me in his barely-there pajama pants. “You don’t have to choose, mate,” he said, continuing to rock me against him. “Not with me. Not ever.”
Warm shivers had my body trembling, every sensation heightened to a point of clarity I’d never experienced before. It was like someone had upgraded my system and I was operating in high definition.
Ajax lifted me by the hips, having me stand on the bed only long enough for him to rid me of the silk shorts he must’ve dressed me in. I made quick work of my top, more than ready to feel every inch of his skin on mine. I practically ripped the pajama pants off, tossing them over my shoulder and grinning thankfully at him that he wasn’t wearing a shirt.
And then I was back to straddling him, his muscled chest pressed against mine, his lips crushing mine with a claiming kiss that made my pussy slick. I moved over his hard cock, just gliding against him, and he groaned into my mouth.
“Need you,” he said, reduced to barely even sentences.
“Take me,” I answered, in sync with the primal instincts fully taking over.
Claim. Fuck. Bite.
I couldn’t tell whose thoughts were whose, but it didn’t matter. Not now. Not when he was gripping my hips and lifting me over his cock only to release me so I dropped right over him.
“Ajax!” I gasped as he filled me in one quick move. There was no pain, no flinch, just pure, undiluted need. Oh, being a vampire fucking rocked. I dug my nails into his shoulders, riding his cock like my very life depended on it, and goddamn was I fast. I kept having to lock my muscles to slow myself down, losing myself to the wild need pounding inside me for this male.
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned, his fangs out as he clutched my hips and held on while I rode him. “You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he growled, eying the fangs then my eyes. “Made for me. Made for this,” he said, thrusting upward, claiming me from beneath just as I was from above.
God, it never felt as good as this, and that was saying something since sex with Ajax had been the best I’d ever had. And now? Now it was unmatchable. Now he knew he wasn’t going to break me and wasn’t holding back.
I ground against his cock, bobbing up and down on it with a furious need as I chased that release at the edge of my soul. Gripping his chin, I forced him to look at me without breaking our pace. “Will I hurt you?” I asked, showing him my fangs, my eyes on his neck.
“Never,” he answered, pumping into me harder, faster.
My head rolled back, my mind shimmering with building pleasure.
“Promise?” I asked, needing to be absolutely certain I wasn’t about to lose control and drain my mate dry. “I’m starving for you,” I added.
He shuddered against me, tilting his head to expose his neck. “Fucking drink, baby. I’ve got you.”
Instinct flooded my body, taking the reins as I lunged for his neck. I crashed against him, my pulsing clit rubbing against his pelvic bone at the same time his blood flooded my mouth. It was sweet and heady like spiced hot chocolate. One swallow, and every white-hot knot inside me sparked apart, sending waves of pleasure rocking over my body as my orgasm ripped through me.
“Fuck, yes, mate,” Ajax groaned, spilling himself inside me while I continued to drink and drink and drink.
He tasted like dreams and fantasies and ancient power.
But most importantly, he tasted like mine.
I swallowed a last mouthful, drawing my head back to breathe the deepest breath I’d ever breathed before. I’d never felt as alive as I did in that moment. Never felt as strong and powerful as I did when Ajax’s blood was rushing through my body.