But when she asked Valen to bite her, the big Kindred had given her a hungry, lustful look that set her on fire inside.
He wants this, she thought. He wants me!
And she wanted to give herself to him completely—to submit—and that meant submitting to his fangs, not just his fingers.
Not that his fingers didn’t feel amazing. The big Kindred seemed to know exactly how to touch her and she was close…so close. If only he would touch her just a little more…
And then he sank his fangs into her neck and thrust his fingers deep in her hungry pussy at the same time.
Selena gasped with the double shock of pleasure and pain as she writhed against him. She had never felt so alive—intense sensations coursed through her and she pressed closer to the big Kindred, submitting to her Master in every way she could.
Valen growled hungrily and she felt him sucking her neck as his fingers thrust deep inside her. At the same time, he rubbed the pad of his thumb over her sensitive clit, building her pleasure higher and higher…
Suddenly, the orgasm that had been hovering for so long rushed over Selena, drenching her in a warm wave of breathtaking pleasure.
“Master!” she gasped, writhing against him. “Oh God, Master—yes! Take me—I’m yours. Take me!”
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Valen had never expected to enjoy biting a female—not when he was biting to feed, anyway. Ka’leesa had cried and shrunk from him on their Joining night and the professional blood donors that he paid simply sat there, passive and blank-faced, when he drank from them.
But Selena writhed against him, calling out in pleasure as she came. Even as her warm, sweet blood flowed over his tongue, he could feel her curvy body tensing in need. Her inner walls gripped his invading fingers and the scent of her desire grew almost unbearably sweet.
Valen had an almost insurmountable urge to flip her over onto her back, take out his shaft, and thrust it deep in her soft little pussy. He would fuck her long and deep and hard—he would Claim her and spurt his seed deep inside her womb, he told himself. He would make her his forever. He would—
You would break your vow to the Goddess, whispered a reproving little voice in his head. You would dishonor yourself and stain your good name forever.
True.
Reluctantly, he withdrew both fangs and fingers. With a swipe of his tongue, he sealed the small puncture wounds he’d made in her slender throat and pushed her gently but firmly off his lap.
“What…what happened?” Selena looked up at him, blinking like a woman coming out of a dream. “Why…why did you stop?”
“It was either stop or go much further than either of us is prepared to. You’re too damn tempting,” Valen growled. “I had to stop while I still could.”
“But…our agreement? The blood…” She touched the side of her throat where he’d bitten her. “Did…did you get enough?”
“More than enough,” Valen assured her. Though he had taken less than half what he would’ve from a donor, he felt completely satiated. It should have been impossible, but maybe she really did have the Golden Blood.
But it wasn’t just her blood that drew him to her—though it was the sweetest and most nourishing he’d ever tasted. He wanted her, Valen admitted to himself. Even now that the Blood Hunger was satiated, he still wanted her—badly.
Which meant he had to get away.
“You’re healed—I must leave you now,” he said abruptly.
“You…you must?” Her eyes filled with disappointment. “You can’t stay even a little while?”
“If I stay, I’ll break my vow and Claim you,” Valen told her roughly. “I know you agreed to let me act as your Master, but are you prepared to submit to that? To submit to my shaft deep in your pussy, little one? Are you prepared to open yourself completely and let me fuck you until I fill you with my seed and Claim you as my own forever?”
The breath caught in her throat and her eyes went wide.
“I…you…”
“I didn’t think so,” Valen growled. He got off the bed, leaving her alone in the middle of the vast, round mattress.
Even though he was angry—more at himself than at her—he couldn’t help thinking how gorgeous she looked completely naked, with her full curves on display. Her puffy nipples still looked ripe and dark pink and her soft little pussy was open and wet, her Goddess pearl peeping at him as though begging to be touched again—or else licked and worshiped with his tongue.
“Valen…Master—” she began, but Valen shook his head.
“I have to go,” he said hoarsely. “I have to go now or I won’t be able to go.”
And turning on his heel, he left the tempting little Elite alone and forced himself to go to his own room.
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Selena sank back onto the mattress, not sure if she wanted to laugh or cry or come again. The encounter with Valen had left her in such a confusing tangle of emotions, she honestly didn’t know what to do.