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While she eases down, I lock my eyes with her and don’t break our stare as I slowly kneel in front of her. Once on my knees, I gently grab her left foot then caress her ankle. She watches my every move intently, never looking away.

On her ankle, I locate her femoral artery. I swear it starts thumping under her skin the minute I touch it. My finger traces a slow path upward. Her heart rate increases with each inch, causing her artery to pulsate and her skin to goosebump. When I reach her knee, I replace my finger with my tongue.

“Where…are…you biting me?” she huffs.

“Almost there,” I say as I push her dress up her thighs. When my hands land on her inner thighs, she moans.

“Mm,” she purrs and I feel it all through my body.

My dick bricks. My tongue presses on her artery on the side of her knee. After swirling my tongue there, I continue up her thick thigh. Being this close to her pussy and inhaling her is intoxicating. I’m getting drunk off her. It’s apparently affecting her too because she’s squirming and her eyes are hooded. She moans again.

“Right here,” I tell her.

“Okay. Mm, I’m ready.”

I lean down, release my breath against her soft ass skin. My tongue grazes the spot again, feeling the erratic rhythm of her blood flowing just beneath. My fangs slowly sink into her skin and she releases a sharp, breathless gasp followed by a soft, sensual moan when I get my first taste. I groan too as a wave of intoxicating euphoria rushes through me.

Her sweet, warm blood overwhelms me, giving me a burst of energy I’ve never experienced. I have to pause for a minute to get my shit together. “Damn,” I groan.

“Don’t stop,” she begs in her sultry voice and that shit only makes it harder for me to calm down.

I don’t want to rush this or simply use her to feed. I want to savor every ounce of her, make her first time memorable and take my time so she can get as much pleasure as me. Feeding isn’t just for the vamp. Yes, we need blood to survive and crave it. But for humans, it’s a rush, a euphoric mixture of slight pain and immense pleasure. For her, I want it to be completely pleasurable.

“I’m not,” I assure her after I release a breath.

I sink back into her thigh, drinking her blood with a slow, rhythmic pull to pace myself. She sighs and her body starts to squirm more. The room fills with the sounds of my feeding and her soft, thrumming moans.

My hands grip both of her thighs with a tighter, more desperate possession. I need and want her. Every swallow feels like liquid fire flowing through me, and as I do with real flames, I absorb it all.

Fuck!

She has to be mine.

Her head rolls back against the cushions and a cry falls off her lips. Her grip on my head tightens and her entire body goes taut. Her heart is racing; I feel an increase in her pulse. When her legs start to tremble and her taut body loosens, I smile because I know she’s about to cum.

“Shit! No-ab,” she cries as her eyes roll back.

To usher her through her orgasm, I slow down, preparing to stop. As much as I would love to continue to drink, I can’t. Too much can be harmful for her. With a sharp exhale, I tear my fangs away, breaking our connection as she just moans and collapses onto my sofa. She’s completely spent, drifting through the satisfactory exhaustion from giving me her blood.

To heal the small puncture marks on her otherwise flawless skin, I prick my finger with my fang to draw blood. Right before I smear my blood on the spot, she stops me with her low, labored voice.

“I want it,” she mumbles.

“You want what, beautiful.”

“Your blood. I want to know what yours tastes like,” she says and I lean into her face.

“Tasting my blood changes things,” I admit honestly.

“How?”

“It links us. Once you have my blood, we will be bonded.”

“After what just happened,” she sighs, then grins. “I think we are already bonded.”

We are because she’s definitely mine; only my true mate would respond to words like this…with ease. The same satiated look on her face has to be on mine. I can still feel her blood blazing through my veins.

“We definitely are but this is deeper. With my blood, the bond is unbreakable, deep, emotional, and yes, I’ll be able to read your thoughts. I’ll also be able to sense you and your emotions. If you are in danger, sad, happy, whatever, I’ll know.”