Mate's Lore 1(19)

Tanya spread herself out on his bed. She was the first female he had ever allowed in his space. Her long dark hair cascaded over his pillow. Her skin even more translucent on his black, silk sheets. Brant removed his shirt. It had nothing to do with getting blood on his clothes, he wanted to feel her skin. He moved to the first button on his jeans. No, best he left those on. More of a barrier. He didn’t want to accidentally claim her in the heat of the moment.

It had been months since he’d last had sex, and the need to bury himself inside this female, his female, hit him hard.

Brant slid in next to her, the front of his body against the side of hers.

Tanya was tense, her eyes wide. “Will it hurt?”

“No.”

“Are you sure?” a breathy whisper. She was afraid but he could also scent her excitement. Tanya had been a good choice. Not all humans could tolerate blood drinking. His father had only been permitted to take blood from female vampires. His mother did not allow him to drink from her vein.

Blood drinking could be a sexual act enjoyed greatly by both parties. All vampires drank during sex, it heightened the experience. His father had to have suffered greatly to have been denied drinking from his mate.

“It won’t hurt Cenwein. I promise.” He positioned his hand above her head and slid the other across her stomach. Her breathing hitched.

Brant leaned in, partially covering her body with his. Her nipples hardened against his chest and her breathing turned choppy. He hovered over her neck savouring her delicious scent. Strawberries with cream and a hint of vanilla. Brant didn’t normally have much of a sweet tooth.

Yet sweet had never smelled so damned good.

His fangs extended further, almost beyond their normal reach and his gums burned. Careful. Easy. Oh so gently, he kissed her soft skin. Felt her pulse against his lips. She moaned. An exhilarating sound. She would make many more of such noises if he had anything to do with it.

Brant opened his mouth and almost on autopilot, his fangs extended piercing her delicate skin.

Her rich, sweet blood slowly trickled into his mouth. Drop by delicious drop. Brant closed his eyes in pure ecstasy. It was his turn to moan.

Tasting her was thrilling, it was also pure torture but only because he wanted so much more. How in the hell was he supposed to stay in control when both his fangs and his dick were inside her? As it was, he had a strenuous hold on his restraint. Sweat beaded on his brow as he took a tentative pull. The tiny trickle became a steady flow and her delicious blood filled his mouth. He moaned as he swallowed.



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At first she’d meant to ask him what Cenwein meant. He had called her twice by the name. Probably the vampire word for human.

All reason left her as his mouth made contact with her neck though. His touch scorched her. The heat moved through her body causing her nipples to tighten to the point of pain. Moisture pooled at the juncture of her thighs.

There was a small sting as his teeth broke her skin and then blinding pleasure as he sucked. The pull tugged on her aching nipples. It caused her clit to throb. She moaned. A strangled, animalistic sound. He eased the pull and she whimpered. When Brant sucked again, she cried out. This time her hips bucked.

Every nerve ending awoke. Every cell screamed for release. Next thing she knew, his hand moved to the elastic at the top of her panties. He paused. She wriggled needing his touch more than she’d ever needed anything before. Another cry was torn from her as he sucked again. His hand didn’t move. He was waiting for her permission. “Yes,” a strangled cry.

His hand cupped her pussy and her hips jerked. Two fingers breached her opening while a third stroked her throbbing clit. Brant took another pull at her neck, simultaneously thrusting his fingers deep inside. Tanya screamed as an orgasm took her. Waves of pleasure crashed through her. Her back bowed off the mattress and she screamed again.

A loud crash.

“What the…” Brant covered her with his body. Every hard muscle was taught.

“Fuck, Brant! I heard the scream. I thought.” It was Xavier who had been positioned at the door. Tanya recognized his voice. Knew it had to be him even though she couldn’t see a thing crushed under Brant’s huge body.

“You heard wrong. If you had been any other male I would have had your eyes.”

“Your female is…delectable.”

Brant growled, “Get out.” Tanya swore he sounded like he was smiling.

She caught Xavier’s chuckle as the door banged shut. Brant eased his weight off her by bracketing his arms on either side of her but he stayed on top. Her body covered by his.

“That felt very sexual to me.”

Brant laughed, his chest vibrated against her. Her hands were on his biceps. Her fingers only managed to circle half way.