Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 50512 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50512 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
Aurora’s red hair is a flash of flame before she sprints off again, but this time, I’m on her trail in an instant. My fangs throb as I chase her through the trees, blood pumping like liquid magma.
Catch. Bite. Drink. Fuck.
Aurora picks up her speed, zig-zagging to the left. I anticipate the direction, correcting my path and collide with her. I slow us before we both crash into a nearby tree, her back pressed tightly against my chest.
“Got you,” I growl, winding her long hair around my fist, my other hand catching her attempt to break my hold. I pin her wrists above her head and nudge her feet apart to spread her legs as I press her against that tree. “Clever little mate.”
Aurora is breathless as I tug on her hair, exposing her neck as I grind against her from behind. She whimpers, pushing her perfect ass against me. “What are you going to do to me?”
The submission in her voice is laced with desire, and it spins my head in the best fucking way.
“Feast.” It’s the only word I can get out before I sink my fangs into her neck. Her hot blood spills into my mouth like the sweetest fucking wine. I drink her down, releasing her wrists to quickly drop the shorts I wear. I shift her sheer cover-up to the side and guide my aching cock through her heat. “So slick. My teasing mate likes the chase.”
“Saint,” she gasps as I line my cock up with her center. I press into her, teasing her. “Please.” Her hands move to reach behind her, but I pin them above her head again.
“Ah, ah. I caught you. I get you in whatever way I like and you know how much I love you submitting like this.”
“Oh, God,” she moans as I bring us flush, sinking into her another inch.
Then another before I plunge in, allowing her slick heat to envelop my cock.
“Fuck.” I growl as I drag myself out of her and pump into her again. Hard and fast and sharp. The instincts of the chase take over me completely, fueled by her breathy little moans as she pushes back against me. “Fucking made for me.”
“Yes,” she gasps as I thrust into her over and over again.
I bite her again, relishing the pleasure that sweetens her blood as it spills into my mouth. I’m claiming her in every way imaginable, the bond between us searing each time we connect. She’s my beginning and my end. My ruin and my salvation.
“God, Saint.” She clenches around my cock, her pussy fluttering as her orgasm tears through her. I drink her down, pumping into her just the way she likes, dragging one orgasm into another until she’s panting.
I lick her wounds closed, then release her wrists, dragging my forearm down to her mouth. “Bite.”
She immediately obeys, her little fangs sinking into my flesh, making my cock even harder as I continue to take her from behind. She drinks me down, moaning as I find my pleasure in her body, her mind, her soul.
“Aurora,” I growl, my head emptying of all thought as she pushes back to meet my every thrust, taking me deeper as she drinks and drinks and drinks. She’s starved for me. Just. For. Me.
“Yes,” she groans against my flesh. “I love it when you fuck me like this.”
My orgasm rips through me so hard I see stars. I spill into her, clinging to her like my life depends on it. And when my vision clears, the reality I spun has melted away. I’m deep inside her, the two of us in my bed, her lips stained red with my blood.
And she’s looking up at me with the most adorable little smirk.
“Next time, you won’t catch me as fast,” she teases.
My eyes flare. “Where did you come from?”
She pushes up enough to drag her lips over mine. “Straight out of your dreams.”
We both laugh, the two of us lost in a madness that I never want to end.
CHAPTER 16
Aurora
“Run that by me one more time?” Dagon asks, arms folded where he leans against the wall of the dining room.
I waited at least ten minutes after Saint left the residence to visit a feeder before seeking out Dagon, desperate for another hunter to hear my thoughts on ensnaring Samuel. I’d talked about it enough with Saint to know he wouldn’t budge for me on the idea, but maybe if his brothers came on board, we’d have a shot.
“You already know Samuel made it clear to Saint in Italy that he thinks this mating mark is his. That I somehow belong to him.” I recoil at the idea. “We could use that to our advantage. Draw him out. Capture him. Put an end to his control of the Sons of Honor.”
The wheels turn behind Dagon’s eyes, and hope builds inside me.