Which was ridiculous, as she'd never been bitten by a vampire in her life.
Then he lightly licked her forefinger with his tongue, teasing the sensitive skin with quick flicks, and she nearly moaned at the hot, wet touch.
What the hell was wrong with her? It was just her finger, for fuck's sake, not her clit.
Leo paused to murmur, "Remember, you're the one who said I can only touch your hand and wrist. You can't blame me for what happens later."
She frowned at his confusing words, but then his fang grazed the tip of her finger and ecstasy shot through her body, making her cry out. When he pierced her skin, her breasts instantly grew heavier, her pussy wetter, and every inch of skin cried out to be caressed, and stroked, and even licked by the male in front of her.
When he finally wrapped his lips around her digit and sucked, his tongue lapping her blood, lights flashed at the edges of her visions. She was hot, and achy, and oh so close to coming.
Then he lightly bit her finger again and she cried out as her pussy spasmed, pleasure coursing through her body, almost never-ending to the point it was almost painful with each pulse of her cunt.
Leo didn't give up his sweet torture, sucking and lapping, making it harder and harder for her to stay upright.
And yet, despite the overwhelming bliss, she ached between her legs, wanting more, much more than his lips around her finger.
At some point Yesenia was vaguely aware of him removing her finger from his mouth, licking the wound, and letting go of her wrist.
Since her entire body was weak and limp from the most intense orgasm of her life, she stumbled backward and fell onto her ass with a cry.
Leo licked his lips once, fire dancing in his eyes. "Delicious."
It should be gross, thinking of him liking her blood. And yet, it oddly wasn't.
Then he smiled down at her and half turned away. "I followed your words to the letter, witch. You can go looking around tomorrow morning. Now, stay here and I'll send Nora to you. Go wandering without her, and I'll lock you in your room until you learn your lesson, which may be never, given your penchant for disobedience."
With that, he left, never offering to help her up.
Despite the lingering bliss of her orgasm, anger churned in her belly and all she wanted to do was to slap him. Maybe more than once, for good measure.
As if she had to heed his every word. She wasn't going to be one of those stupid people who defied orders for the sake of it; she liked to use her head. But damn it, he didn't own her, no matter if he kept calling her his.
Since she couldn't slap him, she gave a strangled cry, fisted her skirt in her hands, and shouted, "Arrogant, selfish, dickwad, bastard asshole of a vampire," and instantly felt a little better.
As she struggled to get up—the blasted skirt was not made for easy movement—Nora entered the room. One look at Yesenia's face and the vampire female sighed. "What did he do?"
Yesenia rose to her feet and was tempted to go on a rant about Nora's stupid brother. However, she decided that she'd rather use her time with the female to learn stuff instead of cursing some alpha-hole bloodsucker who, given his position of power, would never think twice about his behavior. "I don't want to talk about it. But if you could give me some tips and advice about the best ways to make deals with a vampire, I'd greatly appreciate it."
Nora's eyes fixated on Yesenia's healing finger. She quickly put it behind her back and Nora met her gaze again. "Well, one thing to know—if he's had a taste of you, it's only going to drive him even madder in the coming days. So let's talk about how you can use that to your advantage."
As Nora looped her arm through Yesenia's, she frowned up at the taller female. "Why would you tell me how to do that?"
"He's my brother, and I love him, but he's been single-minded for a very long time, thinking of how to help and protect everyone but himself." Yesenia snorted at that, but Nora shook her head. "It's true, for those who truly know him. And honestly? I think you'll be good for him, and not just because you're his fated bride. So that's why I'm helping, and will continue to do so, because Leo deserves some happiness of his own." She squeezed Yesenia a little closer and lowered her voice, "Now, I have a few suggestions…"
The entire time Yesenia listened and tried to take in what Nora shared, she couldn't ignore the slight ache in her finger. It wasn't entirely unpleasant either, but more of an echoing reminder of the orgasm she'd just had.
One that had left her hornier than ever before.
Maybe it was some kind of vampire power they had over their fated ones—getting them to constantly be aroused and thinking about sex until they let the vampire claim them.
If nothing else, the experience had taught her how powerful a vampire's bite could be. But if she'd come so hard her eyes had rolled back into her head and her legs had given out with just a nip of her finger, then what the hell was going to happen when he bit her neck?
As if she needed anything else to worry about.