Bleed For Me (Loved By Gods #1)(6)
Author: Cynthia Eden

He bent and pressed a kiss to her throat. A growl built in his throat. Like that. Like her. “I happen to believe different is very, very good.” He licked his way to her breast. Sucked the tight nipple.

Her hands rose and wrapped around his shoulders. “I thought you’d hate me.” Her confession. “I drank your blood. I-I took without asking.”

He glanced up at her. “Drink from me anytime you want.” Because he’d liked the feel of her teeth on his body. The pleasure from her bite had been electric.

And it had pulsed right from his throat to his cock.

The c**k that was currently swollen and eager to sink into her tight flesh.

But, first, that taste…

He pushed the sheet away and stared down at her body. Creamy. Beautiful.

No blisters. No scars. Only smooth skin. His fingers slid over her stomach. Eased into the dark curls that guarded her sex. “Open for me,” he whispered.

Eyes on him, she did. Her legs parted and it was a sweet sight.

He licked his lips, already tasting her. But on this, he wanted her to be clear. “There’s no going back now.” She wasn’t like any other, and he wouldn’t lose her.

Not yet. Not until he’d learned all of her secrets…

“I can never go back.” Her whisper. He got the feeling they weren’t talking about the same thing, but he’d deal with that, later.

He’d ached for her all day. He’d take her now.

Apollo positioned his body between her legs. He stroked her sex. Opening her. Readying her. Then he bent and put his mouth on her flesh. He licked the center of her need. Once, twice, then he thrust his tongue deep inside her tight core.

“Apollo!” Her hands clamped onto his shoulders even as her hips arched against him.

He took his time. Licking. Kissing. Learning every inch of her…and wanting more. Addictive.

“Oh, God, Apollo…that’s…ah…” Her body stiffened. “So…good…”

And he was going to make it even better.

With one last swirl of his tongue, he pulled back. His hands jerked open his jeans. His c**k sprang free. Dark red and fully erect.

He grabbed her knees and lifted them, forcing her legs over his shoulders and opening her sex completely to him.

He looked up at her, seeing her parted lips, seeing the briefest hint of her fangs.

He drove into her in one long, hard stroke.

She moaned, a high, desperate sound, and her fangs lengthened.

Apollo caught her hands and pushed them back against the mattress. Then he thrust, driving into her again and again. “You…feel…so…tight.”

She shuddered and turned her head away from him.

Won’t do. “Terese, look at me.”

Terese shook her head. Her sex squeezed him.

He pushed into her, burying his c**k as far as he could go. He wanted to stare into her eyes when she came.

“No.” A hoarse whisper. Her hips lifted and pushed hungrily against his.

“Look at me.”

She shook her head. “I-I can’t…You’ll see—”

What? He only saw a gorgeous, sexy woman. But then he remembered her words. I didn’t think you’d want me. He freed her right wrist and caught her chin, forcing her to face him. Her blue eyes glowed eerily bright and her fangs pressed against her lips.

“You want to bite me, don’t you?” he asked, his voice soft.

Her head moved in a jerky nod.

“Do it.” He pulled back, thrust deep. His orgasm was close. He wasn’t going to be able to last long.

Her tongue licked across her blood-red lips.

He turned his head to the side and offered his neck. He wanted to feel her teeth on him, in him, as he came inside her. “Terese, bite me.”

Her teeth sank into him. The bite was a burning pleasure that blasted through his entire body.

He came then. His hips bucked against her as he exploded inside her clinging depths and he held onto her as tight as he could.

An instant later, Apollo felt Terese climax as her sex tightened around his cock. Her nails sank into his flesh.

All the while, her mouth moved on him, taking his blood and maddening him with painful pleasure.

When she finally stopped, he groaned a protest. She licked his neck with a soft swipe of her tongue.

More.

Apollo fought to slow his racing heart. Who would have thought a vampire’s bite could feel so f**king good?

***

The sex had been incredible. Fantastic. Freaking mind-blowing. Even now, Terese’s body still hummed with pleasure.

But there was a fear nagging at her, and she couldn’t keep quiet any longer. “You’re not human, are you, Apollo?” Terese gazed down at the blond hunk in the bed, the guy who’d given her the best orgasm of her life.

He couldn’t be human. She’d drank his blood, his sweet, rich blood, but he hadn’t weakened. Not even for a moment.

Back at the bar, she’d thought he’d weakened. But then the guy had chased her through Hades and held her effortlessly even when she fought with her enhanced strength. No, nothing weak there.

He’d gotten them out of that parking lot, gotten them to this safe house, and damn if she could remember how he’d done it.

Some vampires, very old vampires, could teleport. They could disperse their bodies into the atmosphere and reappear in another location. Eric had told her about those guys, “elders” as he’d called them. He’d said she should stay away from them because they were walking nightmares.

Of course, to her, Eric was the nightmare.

But he thought he was her one true love.

The sick sonofabitch.

Instead of answering her, his fingers skimmed down her stomach and he asked, “Why did you turn from me?”

I asked first. But, fine, she’d tell him this. After she dressed. Terese climbed from the bed. Her gaze scanned the sparsely furnished room, searching for her dress.

“Terese…”

Push, push, push. “I didn’t want you to see my face, okay? I know what I look like when I get the blood hunger.” Because the whole spiel about vampires not being able to see their reflections was totally bullshit. Once she’d escaped from Eric, the first mistake she’d made had been ducking into a women’s restroom. She’d gotten a nice, horrifying visual of herself in the fifteen mirrors that stared back at her. “I know my eyes change, that my teeth get huge.” And that she looked seriously scary. “I-I didn’t want you to see me like that.” Talk about a mood killer.

He watched her with unblinking sky blue eyes. “I liked seeing you that way. You looked sexy.”