Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“That’s right.”
“Shit, you’re probably starving.” I was hungry, especially after being around Dalton for days without consuming his blood, my cravings deepening by the moment. “Here,” he added, pulling down the collar of his shirt, offering his neck to me. “Take what you need.”
I licked my lips in temptation but didn’t move forward. “Dalton, I want to make sure you understand. Once we bond, it cannot be undone. We will be linked together for all time.”
“I understand,” he replied, looking deep into my eyes. “Since the moment we met, I’ve felt drawn to you. I wanted to get closer, but I was afraid you wouldn’t feel the same way. I didn’t understand what you could see in me. But what you saw was potential, and you helped me see it in myself. You changed my life for the better, and I want to spend it with you. I’m new at this relationship thing, but I know what I want, and who I want. And…” Dalton shrugged and looked at the floor once more. “And I know that I love you.”
My heart pounded as I cupped his cheek and turned his head so that he was looking at me again. I wanted him to see my sincerity when I replied, “I love you, too.”
A smile slowly spread across his lips, but then quickly turned naughty. “Then what are you waiting for?” he asked, pulling down his collar once more.
What was I waiting for? We both wanted it. We both needed it. I was just wasting time. I leaned forward and nuzzled my face into the crook of Dalton’s neck, deeply breathing in his scent, which drew my fangs to full length.
I traced their tips along his skin, eliciting a shiver throughout his entire body. I opened wide and pressed my teeth into his supple skin, sinking in until they scraped against his collar bone. I took a sip, my eyes rolling back when the sweet, metallic flavor of his blood hit my taste buds.
As I gulped down several mouthfuls, my senses came alive. My already keen hearing intensified until I could hear the subtle thump of Dalton’s heart. My vision sharpened so that I could easily make out every fiber of his shirt. My blood raced, my nerves buzzing with renewed strength and vigor. My mate brought out the very best of me, and made it better.
I pulled my fangs free of his flesh, and smiled at the pink scar that knitted together. I brushed my fingers across the mark and told Dalton, "Now everyone will know we belong together."
His grin matched my own. "So we're bonded now?"
"Almost. To complete our binding, you must drink from me as well."
He blinked. "I have to drink your blood?"
"Only once, and only a small amount," I explained quickly, hoping he wasn't disgusted by the idea. "To bind our souls together, we must ingest each other's life force."
Dalton surprised me by responding with, "That's super sexy," before lunging forward. Without hesitation, he bit into the side of my neck, piercing my skin. He sucked against me, drawing blood into his mouth, and a moan from my lips. It felt incredible, but I also loved how eager Dalton was to complete our bond.
He drank more than I expected before pulling back and slowly tracing his tongue along his lips, collecting the last few red drops from them in a sensual scene. As turned on as I was, my biggest concern was still Dalton, so I asked him, "How do you feel?"
He smiled and replied, "I feel amazing. My body is strong and buzzing. I feel more alive than ever. Is it our bond?'
"It is. It brings out the best in both of us. Now we will be bound forever, free to thrive within ourselves and together. I will always protect you and love you.”
After flashing a wide grin, Dalton dove at me, locking our lips together. I slid my tongue into his mouth to taste his sweet flavor, enjoying another bolt of energy that skittered down my spine.
While my soul was settled by securing the bond with my mate, my body was still on edge, craving a physical bond with him. I’d claimed his spirit, but not his delectable body. To do so was beyond a longing or hunger; it was a need.
I gripped him around the waist and pulled him onto my lap, with Dalton straddling my hips. I reached up to grasp the elastic band tying back his hair, and gently worked it down his locks, releasing the strands which fell and surrounded my face. They tickled my cheeks as I kissed him deeper, fanning the flames building in my gut.
I hugged him tightly and stood up, and Dalton was quick to wrap his legs around my waist. I carried him through my apartment, to the bed we’d share from that moment on. I needed to have that conversation with Dalton, but I had far more pressing matters to attend to - mainly his firm cock pressing against mine.