Ethan's heart raced, it took everything he had not to tear the clothes from her body and bury himself inside her, but he found touching her helped to ease the raging monster shredding his insides. She was everything to him, and she was finally agreeing to be his. His hands slid over her silken thighs as he pushed up the hem of her wet cover-up. His fingers brushed against the edge of the bikini bottom hanging low on her hips.
His body vibrated with need, but he was aware of everything he desired from her, he couldn't do within this small room, he didn't even want to try. She deserved better than this, and he was going to make sure she had it.
A small mewl of protest escaped her when he pulled his mouth away from hers. He caught her hands pressing against his chest, lifted them above her head, and flattened them against the door. Her breath came in rapid pants that caused her breasts to push temptingly against him. A seductive smile curved her mouth as she pressed her hips invitingly against his.
She would be the death of him, but he would welcome that death if she smiled at him. Unable to resist her, he brought his mouth back to hers and kissed her with a deliberate slowness which allowed him to savor the honeyed taste of her. Her hands jerked in his grasp but he didn't release her, and she didn't try to pull away as he left a trail of kisses across her neck and down to her collarbone. His tongue swirled over her rain-dampened skin as he tasted her. He could hear and feel the rapid beat of her heart, but he stayed away from the tempting vein beckoning to him.
"Ethan," she gasped when she felt the press of his fangs against her flesh. The sensation of his fangs scraping over her skin caused her to quiver with anticipation. It was then she knew she'd completely lost her mind, and she didn't care. His eyes were burning embers when they came back to hers, his fangs visible as he stared at her. "I want this."
He released her hands and seized her face between his palms; he stared at her as he waited for her to change her mind, but she had no intention of doing that. When she didn't tell him to stop, he kissed her so ardently he stole the breath from her completely. She jerked a little when one of his fangs pricked her lower lip but it wasn't an entirely unpleasant sensation, and he kissed away the sting of the bite.
A rumble of satisfaction escaped him as his tongue licked up the trickle of blood flowing into her mouth. Blood as deliciously sweet and magnificent as he'd known it would be. Even that small bit of blood caused strength to seep through his system as it filled him in ways no other's blood could. He almost bit on her lip to get more, but he knew it would hurt her, and though he would cause her future pain, he was going to do everything he could to minimize it now.
Her fingers curled into his back when he broke the kiss, but before she could protest his heated mouth was on her neck, and his fangs were pressing against her skin. The breath she'd just managed to take rushed out of her again when his fangs sank deep into her flesh. Her body jerked against him when he pierced her vein. The sensation of his teeth piercing her skin was like a pinprick. It was gone almost as soon as she felt it, and once it was gone, there were only endless waves of delight as he held her more firmly against him.
At first, she thought it was only her pleasure from sustaining him, by being in his arms again, she was feeling. Then, she realized she was also experiencing his emotions. Her mind was growing overwhelmed with joy and a feeling of becoming one with each other. She'd never realized she was searching for something in her life, but she knew now this was what she'd always been waiting for.
She belonged here, with him, and as he fed from her, she realized he felt it as strongly as she did. Tears of happiness burned her eyes and spilled down her cheeks. The passion she'd been experiencing was dampened by the sensation of completion swelling within her. She couldn't stop crying as her fingers slid through his hair, and her head fell back against the door to offer him better access to her vein.
Ethan clung to her as the monster inside him retreated, and everything within him became centered on this woman in his arms and the gift she was giving him. The rest of the world faded away as her blissful emotions took possession of him. He'd grown up with his parents’ close relationship, witnessed what unraveled between Isabelle and Stefan, but nothing could have prepared him for the feelings unfurling within him now. It took everything he had to pull away from her before he took too much, not because he wanted more of her blood but because he never wanted the connection to end.
Disappointment filled her when he pulled away but then his fingers were gently wiping away her tears. His kiss was nowhere near as demanding this time as his mouth slanted over hers. She could taste her blood on his lips, but it wasn't as unpleasant, or repulsive, as she'd thought it would be. Her heart swelled with love as he pulled back to look at her.
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