Page 52 of Fated to the Damned
I lean back on my hands, spreading my legs a little. “Come here.”
Ripping off his tunic, he prowls forward, catching me in a deep kiss. I open my lips to him, letting him in, and he groans as his tongue slides against mine.
His hands push at the straps of my dress as I undo his pants, and in minutes, we are both naked. Instead of crawling over me, though, Nikolai lifts me in his arms.
I lock my legs around his waist, feeling the head of his cock already hard and teasing at me as he turns and presses me against the wall. His hands grip my ass and he dips his head down to kiss along my throat.
My hands get lost in his hair as I let him, his wings curving around us, and I am gasping for air by the time he drags his mouth up to my ear. “Jessa,” he murmurs.
“Yes,” I moan, rolling my hips but unable to get the friction I need.
“I have to tell you something.”
His voice is serious, and I pull my eyes open to look at Nikolai. He shifts me, leaning forward so our foreheads are pressed together. “The Change…It is not easy.” He swallows hard. “I have no doubt you’ll survive it, but I worry about the pain you’ll be in.”
I shake my head, gripping the back of his head tighter. “Your bite has never hurt me.”
Nikolai's brow furrows, his glowing eyes filled with worry. "The pleasure you've felt from my bite before is nothing compared to the agonizing pain that comes with the Change. My venom will course through you, violently converting your blood. It will make your body convulse and spasm beyond your control."
He strokes my cheek tenderly with the backs of his hand. "I can try to numb the pain, but it will still be excruciating at times. You'll be so weak, barely able to move or speak. I'll stay by your side, comfort you as best I can, but I can't take the suffering away completely."
I press closer against him, meeting his troubled gaze unwaveringly. "I know it will be hard, but we'll get through it together. I want this, Nikolai. I want to be your mate. The pain will be worth it in the end."
He sucks in a deep breath, seeming contemplated. “Let me give you my bite first, so you won’t feel it.”
I nod, eager as he lowers his mouth to my breast. He kisses down my chest, licking and sucking until I am writhing and moaning in his arms. And then he clamps down.
That familiar euphoric feeling pushes through my veins, clouding my mind and heightening my senses until all I feel is the tingles of pleasure.
“Yes, Nikolai!” I hold onto him tighter as he moves across my skin, repeating the process with my other breast. He works me into a whimpering mess as he pulls and sucks on the peak and then his fangs pierce the sensitive skin. “Fuck!”
I’ve taken two bites before, so the rush of endorphins isn’t new to me. But my body is starting to grow weak as it pulses through me. Still, Nikolai kisses lower, shifting me up so that my legs are over his shoulders.
His arms pin my hips in place. I gasp as he reaches the moist folds between my legs and picks up my scent, inhaling deeply. His eyes glint with hunger as he lowers his mouth towards me, pushing my thighs apart slightly to get better access. I feel his breath warm against my sensitive flesh, making me shiver in anticipation.
Oh goddess...
"Nikolai," I moan his name, unable to contain myself any longer. He takes me into his mouth with a groan of pleasure, his tongue dancing wildly with desire.
Each flick of his tongue lights me up like a fire, setting off sparks throughout my body that race up to every nerve ending. It’s only enhanced by his venom.
He licks and sucks on my clit, alternating between the two until I'm arching off the wall in ecstasy. He licks and laps at it greedily like a starving man finding sustenance for the first time in centuries.
He slows his pace, teasing me, sucking and nibbling on my inner thighs as if to torture me. I'm so close to the edge but can't seem to orgasm. "Please, I'm begging you."
"Begging for what?" he teases, his accent thick and hungry. He continues his torment, licking and nibbling all around my aching core.
"I..." The words catch in my throat as another wave of pleasure crashes over me. "I-I..."
"Say it, ómorfi." His tongue swirls around my clit again, making me moan with abandon.
"I... I beg you... finish me off," I whimper.
With a growl of victory, he plunges two fingers inside me as he sucks roughly on my clit. Stars explode behind my eyes as my orgasm rips through me like lightning.
I arch my back, moaning his name. Fuck, I'm addicted to this, addicted to him.
He doesn't relent, even when my thighs shake and my nails dig into his shoulders. He continues to suckle and finger me until I'm a quivering mess of spent energy, unable to form a coherent thought.