Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 51404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 257(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 257(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Finally, she thought, feeling deliriously happy. Finally, he’s mine and I’m his—forever!
Abruptly, Greer pulled his fangs from her neck and looked down at her. There was a confused expression on his face and she felt the echo of the same feeling in her own mind.
“I don’t…don’t understand,” he said slowly. “Why can I hear your voice in my head?”
“Isn’t that how it is once you get bonded to a Kindred?” Sunny sent back, using their new link to talk in his head again. That was what Kat had told her, anyway. All Kindred wives had a mental link to their Warrior husbands.
Greer shook his head, still looking confused.
“But…but I didn’t inject my essence. I bit you to draw blood—to drink from you. That shouldn’t have Bonded us together.”
“But it did.” She frowned. “Unless the link is one-way? Can you talk back to me using your mind?”
“Of course I can,” he sent. “I just don’t understand how. And there’s something else…”
“What?” She could sense his concern and uncertainty.
“I thought…just now when I bit you…I thought I felt you come—just as though I’d injected my essence. But I didn’t.”
“I did come.” Sunny nuzzled her cheek against his. “You made me come so hard when you bit me, I thought I was going to explode! I’ve never felt anything like it.”
He pulled back, his eyes going so wide she was afraid something was really wrong.
“Greer, what is it?” she asked anxiously. “What’s wrong? What did I do?”
“You came,” he murmured, his deep voice unsteady with emotion. “You came when I bit you, without my essence…when I was biting for blood.” He took her face in his hands. “Baby…Sunny…can I bite you again? For blood?”
Sunny gave him a naughty smile.
“Of course you can! You can bite me as many times as you want to.” She flipped her hair out of the way and offered the other side of her throat. “Go on, do it—drink from me,” she commanded.
She’d always had kind of a vampire fetish and had secretly thought her Protector’s fangs were sexy. The fact that she was sitting in his lap, naked and impaled on his cock while he was about to pierce her flesh and drink her blood was a special kind of erotic experience.
Greer leaned forward and bit her again.
There was a sharp little pain and then she felt another orgasm rushing through her.
“Oh…oh, God, Greer! Oh please—don’t stop!” she moaned through their link as her pussy clenched around his thickness. She loved that he was still so hard inside her, despite filling her with his cum just a few minutes before. But Kat had told her that Kindred males were multi-orgasmic, so presumably Greer could go as many times as she wanted him to. And with the Bonding Fruit still in her system, she had a feeling she’d be wanting him all night long.
The orgasm went on and on, curling her toes and making her see stars exploding before her eyes. But just as she was wondering if she was going to black out from the sheer overload of pleasure, Greer stopped drinking and pulled his fangs out. He sat back and looked at her.
“You came again,” he said hoarsely. “I felt it through our link.”
“Mmm, then you know how much I love it when you bite me.” Sunny leaned her head against this shoulder and nuzzled him again. “Feels so good, I never want you to stop.”
“But I didn’t inject my essence.”
He seemed really stuck on that point.
Sunny sat up and frowned at him.
“So?”
“So the only way a woman could find pleasure in my bite when I was biting for blood instead of injecting my essence would be if she was…if you are…” He trailed off, staring at her until Sunny had to poke him.
“If I’m what?” she asked pointedly.
“Sunny…” He cupped her cheek in one big hand, looking into her eyes. “I think you might be my Fated Mate. No—I’m sure you are.”
Sunny didn’t see why he looked so surprised.
“Well of course I’m your Fated Mate, silly!” she exclaimed. “Didn’t the Goddess herself send you to save me? And I bet she put us together in the first place, too.”
Greer still looked stunned.
“Maybe you’re right. You must be right,” he murmured, shaking his head. “But the odds of a male like me—of a Pitch Blood Kindred—finding the one woman in the entire wide universe who is his Fated Mate…I mean, the odds are a trillion to one!”
“Well then…I guess you won the lottery.” Sunny snuggled closer and squeezed him down below until he groaned.
“Gods, little one—you’re killing me!”
“Only because I need you to fuck me some more,” she sent through the link. “Let’s take it nice and slow this time. And when you come, I want you to bite me again—okay?”
His answer was a low, sensual growl.
“Mmm, anything you say, little one.”