Dusk Before Dawn (Dusk Before Dawn 1)

“Does that make you mine?” she asked softly. Her back was exposed, but she was holding the dress up in front of her and looking over her shoulder with a tentative gaze.

“Yes,” I responded in a low, resolute tone. Gliding my hands up from her waist to her ribs, I yanked her back against me before sliding them around and forcing them underneath hers. I dislodged them and her arms fell to her sides. It gave me the access I needed to cup her full, ripe breasts. When she gasped, it sent blood rushing straight to my cock. “I’ve waited a long, long time for you, baby,” I whispered in her ear.

“And um, exactly how long was that?”

I chuckled and buried my head in the crook of her neck. “Adorable,” I murmured. “I’ll be nine hundred and nighty-eight in a few months.” My thumbs grazed her pebbled nipples, causing them to harden even more.

“Oh,” she squeaked. It turned into a moan when I gently squeezed her globes and licked up the side of her neck to nibble on her earlobe.

“I’ve been waiting nearly a thousand years to hold you, to kiss you”—one of my hands traveled down her stomach until it reached the apex of her thighs and I cupped her there—“to sink my cock into your virgin pussy and fill you with my come while I feast on your blood.”

Thana shuddered as I ran the tips of my fangs along her delicate skin and pressed my hips into her plump derriere. I allowed myself the tiniest nick and licked up the small droplet of blood. The taste burst in my mouth, rich and sweet, completely addicting.

“Kieran,” she moaned as I dipped a finger under the fabric of her underwear.

“Fuck, baby. Hearing you moan my name is going to end this before I’ve even gotten started.” I dragged the digit up her slit and groaned. “Soaked. I have no doubt that your pussy is as delicious as your blood.” Thana shuddered, and her heart pounded under my hand, her breathing becoming shallow. “Shall I find out, my sweet consort?”

I took a single step back, just far enough to turn her to face me. Without my hands in her bodice, her dress began to slither down her body. My eyes dropped to her plump lips, and I covered them with my own, my tongue seeking and gaining entrance. I swirled it around, learning the contours of her mouth, soaking up her taste, and dancing with her tongue. While our mouths were occupied, I helped her clothes make the final trek to pool around her feet on the floor.

Walking her backward to the bed, I groaned as I continued to devour her. Her hands came up to my biceps, and she gripped them tight as she tentatively began to explore my mouth. After a minute, they slid up to my shoulders, then into my hair, where she twisted her fingers into the strands. Her grip was firm, and she pulled my head down so she could kiss me back with more fervor. Her boldness was hot as fuck, and my dick swelled so much that I was a little surprised I didn’t come right then.

I didn’t imagine it would be very long before that happened, though. It wasn’t as if I had any experience. My cock hadn’t even worked for my own hand. It would only serve to pleasure my consort. However, I was determined to make her come before I lost all control.

Without separating from her lips, I swept her up into my arms and gently placed her on the bed. Then I reluctantly dragged my mouth from hers and swept my eyes over my prize. Damn. She was so fucking gorgeous. I had no idea how I’d gotten so lucky to have a consort who was clearly a kind, intelligent, and sensual woman with a body made for sin. I didn’t deserve her, but nothing in heaven, Earth, or hell would stop me from keeping her.

A wicked smile appeared on my face when I saw the pink flush over her skin, starting at her cheeks and spreading down until it reached her mound. The hue disappeared into her blue, lace panties, and I frowned at the offending scrap of fabric. With one quick motion, I tore them from her body and tossed them away.

The need to feel her skin pressed against mine engulfed me, and I grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled it over my head. “You’ve been through a lot tonight,” I started to explain as I unbuckled my belt. “And had a lot of life-altering information tossed your way.”

Unthreading the leather binding from my belt loops, I kept talking as I dropped it to the floor. “Until we’ve dealt with your aunt and you’ve had time to ask all of your questions and accept your new circumstances, I won’t complete the mating ceremony.”