Amelia put her arms around Byron’s neck and pulled her backward onto the floor. She opened her legs and Byron slipped between them. Byron started rocking against her sex, and her ferocious feeding had slowed, as if she was now slowly savouring every drop.

Amelia’s sex was already wet and aching before Byron starting rocking against her, which made Amelia’s desperate need so much worse. She pushed at the waist of Byron’s trousers, and said with desperation, “Inside, I need you inside. Now, now.”

Byron responded to her plea immediately and whilst keeping her teeth in her neck, unbuttoned her trousers and pulled her strap-on out of her jockey shorts.

Amelia felt the tip pressing at the entrance of her wet sex, and slide in with ease. She groaned. The feeling of her lover feeding from her, her teeth inside her body, while her aching sex was filled, was indescribable. The pleasure was so intense that Amelia threw her arms back behind her head.

“Yes, make me come. Make me come.” Amelia could hardly find the air to speak.

Byron threaded her fingers through Amelia’s and quickened the pace of her thrusts. She heard Byron mumble and moan as she drank, until she started to pull back. Amelia pushed her head back into place.

“No—come while you’re feeding.”

Byron nodded and her thrusts got even faster. With every thrust Amelia thought she was going to come, but her climax was just out of reach. She moved her hips slightly, and wrapped her legs and thighs around Byron’s backside, bringing them closer than ever. Then it happened. The burning pleasure in her neck seemed to explode and travel all over her body, but most of all in her sex. She was coming and it was exquisitely almost painful, so intense.

Byron was everywhere. She was inside her mind, her body, and her heart. Now they were truly connected. Byron’s hips thrust erratically as her orgasm washed over her.

Amelia was finally coming back to earth, when she felt Byron pull her teeth from her neck, but still she kept her face down.

Byron breathed heavily and said, “Thank you, thank you, mia cara. I love you.” She had never experienced feeding like that. Byron had fed while having sex before, with other vampires, or willing humans, but the fact that they were bonded by blood was beyond sex, beyond pleasure. It was truly belonging to someone else and becoming part of them.

“I love you, sweetheart. I always did,” Amelia said while stroking her head. “Don’t run from me again.”

Run? Byron would never leave her side again. Amelia was her world. “Are you okay?” Byron said as she tried to get her breath back.

“Byron, look at me.”