She whimpered, pulling on my jacket, pushing her breasts into my chest as she kissed me back with abandon.
I wasn't close enough, even with my tongue in her mouth and her ass my hands, so I yanked her into my arms.
She locked her ankles around my waist.
I ground my dick against the blazing heat between her thighs and pressed her against the wall.
"Alek," she moaned as I broke the kiss, moving my mouth down her throat in a series of kisses, careful to keep my fangs behind my lips. "You smell incredible," I growled against her throat.
Her fingernails dug into the back of my neck, and she gasped as I sucked at the patch of skin where her delicate neck met her shoulder. "Feed," she demanded, arching her neck.
“Lyric," I groaned.
"Feed," she repeated, her pulse leaping just beneath the soft skin of her neck.
The predatory part of my nature warred with the ever-growing imperative to keep her safe.
I wasn't starving this time. I was in control. And she was mine.
With a quick thought, I locked the doors of the private sitting room I'd brought us into. This wasn't going to be a public event.
I spun quickly and carried her to one of the plush sofas just beneath the open windows. The lights were off, but the moon shone brightly enough to see her every expression.
I settled her against the cushions and gave her a slow smile as I sank to my knees before her.
"What are you doing?" she asked as I gripped the hem of her dress and slid it up her thighs.
"I thought you wanted me to feed?" My shoulders spread her knees wider, and her eyes flared at the same rate.
"I do."
"Good, because I'm hungry.” I kissed a path to the inside of her knee, up her thigh, lifting her dress as I went. The smell of her was intoxicating and only grew stronger the closer I got to her pussy.
"Alek?" Her breath caught as I sucked a particularly sensitive spot. Her breaths came faster, her heart rate jolted, and it was all I could do to keep my fangs sheathed.
"Lyric?" The skin of her hips was so soft under my hands as they found the two tiny straps of her thong. I locked my gaze with hers, giving her every opportunity to say no, to tell me this was too fast as I pulled the tiny slip of fabric down her legs and over her sexy little heels.
Her knees trembled slightly as I pushed them wide, baring her completely.
Fuck me, she was perfect, pink and glistening. Staying away from her for the last week had been for her own protection, but it had only served to increase my hunger for her.
"I told you, you come first." That was all I said before my mouth was on her, licking her from opening to clit.
"Ohmygod!" She grabbed my hair by the fistful, but didn't tug me away. No, she held me right where I was, feasting on the sweetest nectar I'd ever tasted.
Shit, I was going to come from the overwhelming pleasure of feeling her slide down my throat. My cock throbbed in time with my fangs, both pulsing with demand.
Her hips rode the strokes of my tongue, and her little whimpers had me nearly undone. I sucked and licked around the swollen bud of her clit, then took it between my lips and flicked until her head thrashed on the cushions above me.
"Alek," she begged.
I slid one finger inside her tight sheath, and she clenched around me, clamping down in a velvet vise. She was so snug, her muscles rippling along my finger as I thrust in and out, working her clit with my tongue.
Fuck yes, I'd found a new way to spend my days, worshiping the incredible woman I'd somehow been lucky enough to find.
I added a second finger, curling them at just the right spot to drive her wild. Her breathy cries echoed off the walls, filling my head as I ate her relentlessly. It was only a matter of minutes before her legs tightened, then shook as her keening little moans pitched higher.
I pressed against her with the flat of my tongue, and she came, screaming my name so loudly I almost expected the windows to shatter. I grinned in satisfaction, but my instincts demanded appeasement, and my fangs lengthened.
With one last lick, I turned my head slightly and sank my teeth into that pulsing vein in her thigh.
Her blood was a symphony in my mouth, mixing with the honey of her pussy and creating a flavor I knew I'd never get enough of.
She moaned, her hips rolling, and I fucked her with my fingers as I fed, using my thumb to rub her clit and coax another orgasm from her willing body.
I took just enough, then lifted my head and sealed the two tiny puncture marks with my tongue. The healing agent in my saliva wouldn't only stop the bleeding, but speed up her body's ability to replace what I'd taken.