They pulled at each other’s clothes desperately, needing to feel skin. Byron walked them to the bed, tasting and kissing all the way. Amelia lay down on the bed, and Byron frantically pulled off her trousers, and joined Amelia.

Amelia pulled Byron back into a passionate kiss. She wanted to lose herself in their passion and not think about everything that was so confusing and worrying. She grasped Byron’s hand and put it on her breast. Amelia groaned into their kiss as Byron squeezed. Byron pulled back and said emotionally, “I love you—I love you, mia cara.”

“I love you, Byron. I’ve loved you for so long.”

Byron licked and kissed around the mark on her throat, while she gently grasped Amelia’s sex. Every time they made love, Byron concentrated on her neck, and Amelia wondered why. She pulled Byron’s head up and was sure she saw the red glints she had seen a couple of times before.

“Sweetheart, tell me why you like to kiss and bite me there.”

Byron looked almost dazed as she thought about her answer. “I want to taste you. I always want to taste you.”

“Taste me, then. Tonight, we’re holding nothing back.”

“I can’t. I would hurt you,” Byron said.

“How could you hurt me? Taste me like you want to. I want you to be free. I won’t break,” Amelia said firmly.

Her words must have hit home because Byron pushed two fingers inside her making her gasp. In return she pulled Byron’s head down into the crook of her neck.

“Taste me. Like you want to,” Amelia said, wrapping her legs around Byron’s thighs.

“Want to…can’t.” Byron groaned.

Amelia didn’t know why, but as her orgasm built it seemed to be important for Byron to taste her skin.

“Just a little, Byron.”

Amelia felt a sharp scratch and Byron give her neck a long lick. Her sex responded and she grasped at Byron’s short hair.

Byron groaned. “Need to stop.”

“Kiss me. I’m going to come,” Amelia begged.

Byron raised her head but she had her eyes closed, and some blood smeared on her lips. She appeared dazed.

Amelia didn’t know what to think. All she cared about was Byron’s lips on hers while she came. Byron licked her lips, and Amelia said, “I’m coming, kiss me now.”

She pulled Byron’s head down, and their lips and teeth clashed. Amelia didn’t stop the kiss. She held Byron tight between her legs, and came with a force that she had never experienced. Her whole body tingled, and it didn’t seem to end for minutes.

As she came down from the high, she heard Byron whisper, “Don’t ever doubt I love you.”

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