“Then bite me,” Abby encouraged, her hands moving to caress over his shirt along the six-pack on his abdomen to the rock-hard muscles of his chest.
His eyes flashing with hunger, Isaac dove in for another kiss before she could wonder if that slip of emotion should worry her. Then all thoughts were driven from her mind when she felt the sting of his fangs biting gently, but swiftly, into her bottom lip and her warm blood began to trickle into her mouth and stream down her chin in two, thin lines. Her moan when the pleasure hit like a shot of adrenaline to her system was instantly swallowed as Isaac began to alternate between sucking on her bleeding lip and plunging his tongue deep as though eager to give her a taste of what he was enjoying so much.
God! They were only kissing, but her entire body throbbed with the level of arousal she usually felt when she was near orgasm. One rub of a hand between her legs, even over her jeans, would probably be enough to send her over that delicious edge.
Abby was in the process of snaking down one of her hands between her legs from where it had been clutching Isaac’s shoulder like a vise when a drop of liquid fire and the indescribable taste of what had to be freaking ambrosia landed on her tongue. She instantly exploded with an orgasm so intense, so earth-shattering, that for a moment when her heart seized painfully in complete and utter shock, she actually thought she was going to die from it. The spasms of pleasure that rocked her groin and shot up her spine seemed to go on forever at an off-the-charts level of intensity. There was no way anyone could survive such a tsunami of sensation!
She had no idea how long her mind and body spent consumed in that unearthly pleasure, but it was the familiar feeling of Isaac’s tongue licking along her neck that finally brought her mind back to the here and now. Abby moaned and instinctually threw her head back to give him better access to her neck, and that’s when she realized that she was no longer straddling his lap but flat on her back with him lying snugly between her legs when the back of her head hit the soft microfiber of his couch instead of air.
“Isaac…” she breathed, unable to make her short-circuited brain work enough to form anything more complex than his name.
“Welcome back,” he murmured against her neck before drawing his tongue lazily over her chin to lap briefly at her tingling lip.
Through the fog of pleasure that still filled her mind, it took her a moment to understand that Isaac was licking up the blood that had spilled from the double wounds he had bitten into her lip. Then the rest of her mind caught up as well, and she gasped with a second realization.
“You gave me a real Blood Kiss!” Abby exclaimed, wincing internally when her voice cracked.
The smile that stretched Isaac’s lips was pure satisfaction. She didn’t think she had ever seen his eyes shine with such happiness.
Isaac kissed her soundly on the lips and then pressed his forehead against her own. “I couldn’t resist. You tasted so good and my head was spinning with such pleasure that I couldn’t help but want to return the favor. I was still very much in control, and I thought just a drop of my blood would be safe enough. So, how was it?”
“That happened with just one drop of your blood mixing with mine?” Abby said in a strangled voice. “I think I really would’ve died had you given me more!”
Isaac chuckled. “As with a drug, it’s only that intense the first time your body experiences it. Next time it’ll take a little more to match the intensity of the first.”
Abby shivered. “I think we’d better stick with a drop and only occasionally at that. I really don’t think my sanity can take that level of pleasure very often.”
He let out a mock sigh. “So no more Blood Kisses this week, I guess.”
“You can have all the Blood Kisses you want—provided it’s only my blood we’re using.”
His eyes widened, all the teasing gone from his expression. “You really mean that.”
She laughed. “Don’t look so surprised. Your bites are always toe-curlingly fantastic, so it’s not like I’m not getting anything out of the deal. That these will be love bites is a bonus.”
Once again, his smile lit up his eyes until they shined. “Then I’ll look forward to it.”
Isaac settled more comfortably onto her body, letting her feel a little more of his weight just the way she liked it. She often preferred lying together this way rather than spooning, especially after sex, and although no actual intercourse had occurred, Abby decided that mind-blowing experience totally counted as sex.
As though reading her mind—and let’s face it, she likely would never rule that out—Isaac said against her neck, “So—sex?”
Abby nearly choked even though the thought made her throb between her legs with the beginnings of arousal. “Not unless you want me to pass out for a week.”
“Then tomorrow morning, before I go to sleep.”
She shook her head. “You’re insatiable.”
“No, I just love you.”