He dropped to his knees and stared up at me, his eyes shrouded by his lashes, but I could feel the heat of his stare. I watched in fascination as he swirled his tongue around my skin and slowly licked his way to my core, which was already wet and ready for him.

My voice sounded rough as I cried out when his teeth latched onto my sensitive clit. “Oh fuck, Cain,” I said, my head pressing into the wall as my back arched. “Oh fuck, yes.”

Those were the only words that formed as he sucked hard, drawing the sensitive little ball of nerves into his mouth with voracity. Cain already had me standing on the edge looking down, just waiting to be pushed over, and now he’d become the gale-force wind doing just that.

“Ahhhhhh,” I screamed as I came.

The force of my orgasm could’ve rivaled a volcano. My head was light, the room spinning as intense pleasure flooded my system and filled the far reaches of my limbs. Not a single spot wasn’t filled with the tingling response of the climax.

Cain gave the area a final swirl of his tongue before he began to travel up my body, lapping up the droplets of blood as he stood. Another time in my life, that would’ve horrified me and grossed me out, but now seeing him swallowing another part of me down only made me feel more connected to him.

I’d officially lost my mind, my heart running along beside it as they played tag in the darkness because of this man, and all I could think was give me more.

His tongue drew a wet line all the way up my skin, and he held his mouth open, showing me the few speckles of blood a moment before he dropped his mouth to mine. The metallic taste wasn’t as strong as I’d imagined, but there was something so erotic about the taste of my blood mingling with his tongue as it explored my mouth.

“I’m going to fuck you now, Sunshine,” he growled against my lips.

The sound of his zipper lowering was loud in my ears like it had been amplified to let me know he was coming for me.

“Yes,” I whispered back.

“You’re mine and only mine.”

“Yes.”