Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
The sight made his Thirst spike almost uncontrollably and he had to resist the urge to crush her to him and pierce her tender flesh with his fangs, which were aching with need.
His cock was rock-hard too—feeling her soft ass and hot little pussy rubbing against him as she sat there and seeing her bare breasts right in his face was an almost unbearable temptation. Thrax was glad all over again that he’d found the sleep trousers to wear. If he’d still had on the crotchless leather ones he’d been forced to put on earlier, he would have been poking his partner in an extremely intimate area—especially since it didn’t feel like she had any panties on.
“What the fuck, Andi?” he growled, frowning at her. “Stop fucking teasing me and get off my lap!”
Her brown eyes flashed.
“I’m not trying to tease you, you big idiot! I’m trying to give you what you need—blood! You’re thirsty and don’t deny it—I can always tell by how long and sharp your fangs are and how grumpy you get.”
“It doesn’t matter if I’m thirsty or not, I’m not going to drink from you,” Thrax snarled. “Not like this—you’re too fucking tempting, Andi. I don’t want to hurt you!”
“You’re not going to hurt me,” she said impatiently. “I’m not afraid of your fangs. I’ve seen a Blood Kindred bite his mate before.”
“Yeah, well I’m not a regular Blood Kindred—I’m a Pitch Blood,” he reminded her. “Which means I can’t give you pleasure when I bite. Not when I’m biting for blood, anyway,” he added grimly. “All I can offer you is pain.”
That was the main reason the other Blood Kindred pitied and reviled the Pitch Bloods like himself. Hurting a woman—especially one you cared about—was considered a great shame.
When a regular Blood Kindred bit someone, he was able to inject his essence—a pale blue liquid that had healing properties and also caused instant orgasms when it entered a female’s blood stream. With a Pitch Blood, things were different. It was impossible to inject essence while biting for blood.
In fact, only a Pitch Blood warrior’s fated mate could feel pleasure from his bite when he took blood from her. And since the chances of finding one’s fated mate were about a million to one, that almost never happened. Which meant a bite from a Pitch Blood was as painful as you might expect—which was to say, the same feeling as having two fourteen-gauge needles driven into the side of your neck.
Thrax didn’t want to hurt his partner. He was careful never to treat Andi like she was a delicate doll—even though she seemed like one to him sometimes, with her petite, curvy little body and her sweet face. But he knew she was tough inside and also that she resented being treated as less-than or helpless because of her small stature. So he went out of his way not to be overprotective.
But holding himself back from being overprotective was one thing—actually sinking his fangs into her throat and drinking from her was a whole other game. His blood was up and the way he felt now, he was half afraid he might sink his teeth and his cock into her at the same time. It would be so fucking easy to pull down his sleep trousers and fill her soft little pussy which he could feel pressing against the ridge of his shaft…
“Just do it, Thrax!” Andi insisted, breaking his train of forbidden thought. “Just bite me!”
“I can’t. Baby, please—I’m really afraid I’ll hurt you.” Putting his hands around her waist, Thrax attempted to lift his partner off his lap.
But Andi surprised him by grabbing hold of one of his horns with one hand and his shoulder with the other. Holding tight to him, she refused to be moved.
“No—I’m not going anywhere until you bite me!”
Thrax gave up trying to push her off him and gave her an exasperated look.
“Andi, you don’t know what you’re fucking doing to me,” he growled. “With your gorgeous, ripe tits in my face, and your sweet little pussy rubbing against me…” He thrust his hips up, rubbing the ridge of his shaft against her to show her what he meant, which made her squirm in his lap. “You’re driving me fucking crazy,” he told her. “I don’t know why, when you just sucked me off an hour ago, but I feel like I haven’t come in months and I’m right on the fucking edge!”
Andi’s cheeks got pink but she lifted her chin and didn’t run from him.
“That’s just that awful Fume working on both of us—I’ve been fighting it too.”
Thrax frowned.
“Do you think that’s why we’ve been…doing things we normally wouldn’t do on a mission?”
“Like you going down on me and me going down on you?” Andi asked dryly. “Yeah, I think so. They told us it makes men submissive and women dominant, but I think what it really does is just make everyone horny all the damn time.”