Page 146 of Blood Day

Teasing her clit with her fingers.

Prolonging her orgasm while she sucked me off.

It was the hottest goddamn moment of my life, except for maybe last night. Or maybe all of it together qualified. Fuck if I knew. All that mattered was her and her rapturous tongue. Her sweet little mewls. The scent of our arousal. Her striking eyes.

Fuck me, she was staring right at me.

Taking me deep.

Swallowing around my head.

Watching my cues while playing with herself.

I wove my fingers through her hair again, applying just enough pressure to tell her what pace I liked, but she didn’t even need it. She knew. Because she was fucking made to be mine.

“Just like that, Lily,” I said, pumping into her and loving how beautifully she took me. “Fuck, you’re killing me.” I was so close to exploding, and I sensed her own climax rising for a second time. “Get yourself there, sweetheart. I want to feel your moans around me while I come down your throat.”

She released a little moan in response, providing me with a preview of my request. Then she took me impossibly deeper, proving that her high marks were more than accurate for this activity, and brought herself over the edge.

The power of her orgasm rippled through me via our link, her mouth vibrating my shaft with the sounds of her ecstasy.

It was the most exquisite combination of sensations, causing me to explode down her throat in a near-violent manner. But she embraced it, swallowing me and my essence and sucking me dry. All while riding the high of her own orgasm.

The moment the last drop hit her tongue, I grabbed her by the hair and yanked her up and over me. Then I claimed her mouth in a savage kiss filled with blood. Mine. Hers.Ours. It wasn’t human. It was animalistic. Just like me.

This woman had just blown my fucking mind. I couldn’t think beyond claiming her. Cherishing her.Thankingher with my tongue.

She shuddered against me, her heart thudding madly.

I rolled her to her back, my lower half settling between her splayed thighs. But I didn’t fuck her. I simply continued to kiss her, sharing with her via my mind how much I adored her. How much I wanted to keep her.

I hated this world.

I hated the rules.

I hated what I knew I had to do.

Breakfast this evening was proof enough of how little control I actually possessed in this current world. The royals made the rules.

However, I’d always been a rebel. I didn’t care much for authority.

Which put me in a very dangerous position indeed.

Because I wanted to slay the world for this woman. I wanted to claim her for always, not just for a month.

A lethal desire, given what it would cost.

But maybe she would be worth it.

Maybewewould be worth it.

I didn’t have to decide now or even tonight. We still had a few weeks.

Assuming Khalid didn’t lose his shit over this development. Because he would know the moment we arrived at breakfast—a shared knowledge that had Lily tensing beneath me.

She saw where my thoughts went and the very real concern that Khalid might exude his power over me… and break the bond himself.

In which case, this would end before it even began.