Page 74 of House of Blood and Roses: Vol. 2

I turn around in his arms and hook my leg over his waist, pulling him closer.

He laughs softly. "What have I awoken?"

"Your wife, I would hope." I reach down between us and find him hard and ready. "We did say that we could go again once we'd slept."

"We did," he responds, leaning in and capturing my lips with his as I continue to stroke him.

"We didn't even get to bite each other earlier," I whisper against his lips.

"We can change that. Turn around."

I'm not sure what he's planning, but do as he suggests. He pulls me back to him and kisses my neck right above where my pulse is racing, inviting him to do what I want him to. I need to feel his fangs within me. Preferably at the same time as something else.

His hand drifts further down until he finds the spot between my legs that he knows will drive me over the edge. I gasp and push back into him, wanting to do and experience everything.

"Patience," Linc murmurs against my ear.

"I'm not sure I have any." I can feel his hardness between my legs, so close to where I want it that it's difficult to think straight.

He seems to take what I'm saying into account and reaches between us to guide himself into me. The angle is different than before, and I still find myself tensing a little. Every time I do, Linc pauses and lets me get used to the new sensations before continuing until he's fully inside me.

I push back into him, and he lets out a groan in response.

His fingers return to the spot between my legs, and I let out a gasp, the feelings more intense than when he normally does this. Maybe it's the change in position. Or it's because he's inside me too. I don't really care, I just want more of it.

"Do you still want me to bite you?" He barely manages to get his words out.

"Yes, bite me," I murmur in response.

He kisses my neck, and I can already feel his fangs pressing against my skin. My own have already descended and I know that it's only going to be a matter of time before I drink from him too.

"Here," he says, lifting his free arm to my mouth. I'm not sure how he knows what I'm thinking, but I'm grateful for it. Perhaps he's just guessing based on where his own thoughts are currently heading.

I don't waste any time and sink my teeth through the skin of his wrist as his puncture my neck. I don't know why we've never tried tandem drinking before because it feels amazing. Or maybe it's a combination of everything. The blood, the biting, and the way he fills me.

My release crashes through me without warning, more intense and demanding than any I've had before. I remove my teeth from Linc's arms and let out a string of unintelligible noises, pushing back into him until he joins me in falling over the edge.

I'm breathing heavily when we collapse into a pile.

"That was much better," he murmurs.

"Mmm, it was." I pick up his hand and kiss the back of it. I want to move so that I can kiss him properly, but I'm not sure my body has enough strength to.

Eventually, I manage to relocate myself so I'm leaning against Linc's chest. He traces patterns over my shoulder. I'm not really sure what I want to say to him right now, mostly because I'm just enjoying the moment and wanting to commit all of it to memory.

A knock sounds on the door, and I frown. "It's not morning, is it?"

"No," he responds. "Ignore them." He leans in and kisses me softly, a tender gesture that's full of adoration.

The knocking gets more intense.

"That doesn't sound good," I say.

"No." He sighs and throws off the bed covers, handing my robe to me. "The last time I was woken like this, there was an attack on the royal apartments."

"You think it could be that bad?"

"I don't know. Are you decent?"