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your time in my keeping passed,
I feared you wouldn’t choose to come to me. I thought I was going to have to
let you go.”
    “You told me we couldn’t be together, Bastian,” I reminded
him, recalling the tears I shed when I questioned our future and he broke my
heart. “You said it could never happen, that making love to one another meant
death.”
    “And I didn’t lie,” he replied tenderly, caressing the curve
of my cheek. “You did die to your mortal life. But in the doing you have been
reborn. It is against our laws to tell anyone outside our kind that only the
selfless giving of life is worthy of the gift of the change. Had you not come
to me as you did—with love and no fear for what it would mean for you—I never
could have claimed you.”
    Desperate to hear it, I asked breathlessly, “Do you really
love me?”
    He nodded and smiled, flashing fang. “Allow me to show you
how much, Katja. I’ve dreamed of how it would be when we could truly be
together. After your little show earlier, I know I am not alone in harboring
fantasies.”
    Smiling at the desire in his eyes, I tossed the duvet aside
and bared my naked body. The air sizzled, electrified and charged between us.
His lips descended and I opened my mouth in welcome but found things were
markedly different. His flavor was headier, his scent more prominent.
    Behind it all was the most luscious smell…
    “It’s your hunger.” He groaned. “I feel it beating at me.
You need to feed.”
    His solid erection pressed against my thigh as he slid
between my legs and brought other impulses to mind. I found myself pushing at
him, forcing Sebastian onto his back. His cock was fully erect and jutted
proudly from the light scattering of blond hair along his thighs.
    I didn’t ask for permission, crawling on hands and knees
until I reached him. With one hand I cupped his heavy sac, massaging the
sensitive tissue carefully. With the other I gripped the base, brought the head
to my lips and licked the skin around the tip that formed the crown.
    “I’m glad to see my library has been put to good use.” He
clasped the sheets with his fingers, just as I had when he pleasured me with
his mouth. “Exceptionally good use.”
    I grinned, finally understanding why I’d found erotic novels
on the table near my journals. “You left them for me on purpose, didn’t you?” I
said and then licked his cock.
    “Of course,” he hissed, pausing as I took his head into my
mouth and sucked. “Every time I returned to our chamber and the scent of your
desire hung heavy in the air, I knew you’d been reading them. It took every
ounce of self-control I possessed not to toss you onto our bed and eat you up.
I wanted to hear you scream my name over and over again.”
    I moaned, picturing him doing just that. He brought a hand
to my head and twined his fingers into the strands. He didn’t instruct me this
time, enjoying the slow and sensual exploration of my mouth against his
straining flesh. This time I worked to take more of his length, trying to relax
my throat. Before long he pumped his hips and pushed my head down to match the
movement.
    “I’ll come if you keep doing that.”
    I stopped long enough to offer, “Don’t fight the feeling.”
    He didn’t.
    His thrusts were rough now, his hand at the back of my head
almost violent. He came in a rush, cock jerking as wave after wave of his
pleasure spilled onto my tongue. I sucked greedily, unable to get enough. I
devoured him, drinking him down. He tasted different—salty but no longer bitter.
    Like this, he was addictive.
    “One day in our future, I’m going to go by the gentlemanly
adage,” he told me in a hoarse voice, “ladies first.”
    He changed our positions in a smooth motion and propped me
against the pillows. He lowered himself, coming between my legs.
    “This time I’m tapping this vein,” he said, parting my
thighs for easy access.
    Sharp fangs skimmed the sensitive skin of my inner