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  Chapter Fourteen

  Jadee couldn’t think when Lavos started to move inside her in deep, fast thrusts. He pressed his fingers against her clit, rubbing furiously. She cried out, reeling from the overload on her senses. She clawed the bed and braced her arms because otherwise her upper body would have collapsed. His arm around her helped keep her in place as he hammered her from behind.

  The world fell away and there was only Lavos. He started to kiss her shoulder with his hot, wet mouth. He bit down but it didn’t hurt. It was just a nip. It sent a jolt through her already overstimulated body.

  He was all around her, with his body curled over hers, his cock pounding in and out of her pussy at a rapid pace, and his fingers playing hell with her clit. It was too much but she wouldn’t do anything to slow it down. She moaned louder, feeling the climax building.

  “Oh God!” she yelled, right before her entire body seized and she started coming so hard she worried she might die from the sheer magnitude of it. A white haze of heat and ecstasy slammed through her. She did manage to frantically make a grab for his wrist with one of her hands, latching on to him.

  Lavos snarled and bit her. It wasn’t exactly painful at that moment, but noticeable. She did feel his fangs sink into her skin, and the strong clamp of his jaws as he locked on to her shoulder. He released her clit and jerked his arm upward to flatten his palm right above her breasts. He cradled her that way so she didn’t fall forward onto her face.

  He took her with him when he sat back on his legs. His cock was buried even deeper inside her in that position, Jadee almost sitting on his lap, her legs trapped between his. He violently jerked, shaking both of them with the force of it. Lavos whimpered, almost crushing her when his arm around her tightened and his other one wrapped fully around her waist. He held her in a near bear hug from behind. He shook again, making another pained sound.

  It alarmed her. She released his wrist and grabbed hold of his arms, worried about him. She tried to turn her head but she couldn’t with his face buried against her shoulder, his fangs still locked in her flesh. It was starting to hurt, and he eased his hold with his mouth—but then locked it down again. She gasped.

  The other sensation she became aware of was Lavos’s cock felt bigger inside her, and rock hard. He whimpered louder but eased his hold on her just slightly.

  “Lavos?” Her voice was a little raspy. “Are you okay?”

  He suddenly stopped biting her. The feeling of his fangs pulling out of her skin wasn’t the most pleasant sensation. He licked her, keeping his head tucked. He ran his tongue over her skin a few times, and then lifted his head.

  His eyes startled her when she got a look at them. They weren’t bright blue anymore. They had turned pitch black. There was no variation between his pupils and irises. He had more facial hair too. Dark hairs had grown along his jawline and up his checks.

  Shock held her still, or she might have fought to get away from him, despite the fact that she was on his lap and he had her trapped in his arms. The urge was there but she just couldn’t move.

  He released her around her chest and yanked his arm up, opening his mouth. He savagely bit into his forearm. The sight of that, then the blood when he stopped, had her mouth falling open. A scream wanted to rise but she couldn’t get it out.

  Lavos shoved his bleeding arm over her lips. The taste of blood was instant, flowing into her mouth.

  “Drink!” he snarled. “Swallow. You’re mine!”

  Oh shit! She tried to turn her head, panicked. He hadn’t told her to expect his eyes to go all evil looking or that he’d make her drink his blood. She’d agreed to let him taste hers, not the other way around.

  He used his head and shoulder to prevent her from moving away from his arm. His blood totally filled her mouth, and she had to swallow or choke on it when it started to go down her throat anyway. Some of it seeped out the sides of her mouth, dripping down her chin and landing on her breasts.

  His hand around her waist adjusted and he caressed her. Some of the neon blue bled back into his eyes. “Drink, baby,” he urged, his speech a bit more understandable and less ferocious. “It will bond us. You’re my mate. I’m yours.”

  She wanted a time out but he wasn’t having any of it. His arm was bleeding into her mouth and she couldn’t move her head with the way he held her. His arm was wedged between her lips so her jaw was forced open. She breathed through her nose and swallowed again. The coppery taste barely registered over the adrenaline and fear she experienced. The whole situation was surreal.

  He rubbed her stomach. “That’s it, Jadee. Bond to me. Relax. We’re sharing blood.” He used his face to nuzzle against her cheek, his breath warm. “I’ve got you. It’s okay. Take a few more swallows. I want our bond to be strong.”

  She desperately tried to relax. It was tough to do. She swallowed, almost choking since it sank in again that it was blood. I’m drinking blood. Oh fuck, what did I get myself into?

  “It’s okay.” Lavos’s eyes became neon, the black now contained to his pupils. “I’m sorry. I see your fear. Never be afraid of me. I just lost my mind when I tasted you. You have no idea how it feels. I’m so sorry…”

  The regret was clear in his tormented tone. She would have told him she was calming down a bit and that she’d be okay, but that would have meant he needed to move his arm away for her mouth.

  Tears filled his eyes. It stunned her since she couldn’t imagine someone as strong and tough as him crying. He didn’t even try to hide it from her or blink them away. “I’m so sorry, Jadee. Forgive me.” He lowered his arm from her mouth, dropping his gaze to her chin and then her breasts. “Oh fuck.”

  She glanced down. Blood had spilled onto her chest. It wasn’t a lot but enough that it ran over his hand on her stomach and even to her thighs. The bright red was a drastic contrast against her pale skin.

  She looked back at him and licked her lips. They were coated with blood. “I’m okay.”

  One tear fell, sliding down his cheek. “I planned how to bond to a mate most of my life. I worked it out in my head so it would be sexy and not traumatic. Then I just totally lost control and my Lycan side took over. It was this overpowering desire I couldn’t suppress to make you accept my blood. I fucked this up so bad! Please don’t hate me.”

  “It’s okay, Lavos.” She was more worried about him than about what had just happened. She reached up, cupping the side of his face she could reach. “I’m fine.”

  He closed his eyes.

  “Hey, look at me.”

  He opened them back up. The neon had faded but the tears remained.

  “It’s just a little blood. It washes off.” She forced a smile, trying to use her sense of humor. It always came in handy in tough situations. “I could never hate you. I knew what you were before we did this, and while a heads-up about the sharing blood would have been nice beforehand, nobody died.” She actually laughed. “That’s a bonus, right?”

  “You’re amazing.” He rested his forehead against hers. “You forgive me?”

  “We’re good.” Then it hit her. “We’re mated, aren’t we?”

  All the tension eased from his face and he smiled. “Yes. You’re my mate, Jadee. No doubt about it.”

  “Okay.” She glanced down her front. She was mated to a guy who was part Vampire and Werewolf. Some blood being spilled should have been expected. “We should probably take a shower, and then you can tell me all about mates.”

  He leaned in and brushed his mouth over hers. It was probably the weirdest kiss she’d ever received, since his lips were bloody too. “I’m going to make you happy. This will be great.”

  “I hope so. You said we can’t get divorced.”

  He suddenly tensed and anger narrowed his eyes. “We won’t.”

  “I was teasing.”

  “It’s not that. It just hit me that a nest of Vampires wants you dead. They’re after my mate.” He growled. “I’ll kill them all.”

  Her eyebrows shot