Series: The Un Series by Izzy Sweet
Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 109192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
As soon as possible.
But she won’t remember any of this when she comes out of the frenzy.
She’ll remember what happened before I turned her, but none of this.
Unholy gods, I pray that she doesn’t hate me.
She’s fucking mine, regardless of what she wants.
If I have to, I will fuck my love into her.
Trying to focus on the here and now, I stare into her eyes. The color reminding me of midnight. And let all the worries about the future fall away.
Alena wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my hips, grinding herself against me.
I’m only dimly aware of our bodies undulating in a rhythm of dominance and submission.
With each thrust, she takes my need for her and returns it with the same force.
It’s not until she throws her head back in pure bliss that I come back to my senses.
I fixated on her eyes again.
Fuck.
There’s a raw, unfulfilled ache coming from my balls.
I have no clue how long we’ve been moving together, but I can barely hold myself back.
I don’t want this to end now that I have all my senses.
But I’m on the verge of coming.
Alena, fresh from reaching her own climax, reaches up and latches hard onto my neck.
The second her fangs sink into my flesh, explosions of indescribable pleasure send me over a cliff.
As she feeds off me, it doesn’t matter how hard I try to fight it, I can’t stop myself from exploding inside her.
Over and over.
Alena finally pulls away, granting me a reprieve from the orgasmic insanity.
Blood dripping down her chin, she hisses, “Mine!”
Before I can think to stop her, she latches onto me again with her fangs.
Another extreme orgasm surges through me and I can’t contain my shout of pleasure from the eruption.
Fuck.
She’s going to kill me.
Pushing down hard on her shoulders, I force her away from my throat.
I look into her frenzy-filled gaze and growl firmly, “Stop.”
Barely registering my words, Alena tries to pull me back down with her arms and legs.
For a fucking new vampire, she’s incredibly strong.
Holding myself away from her, I order, “Behave.”
Alena and I stare long and hard at each other before she gently tugs at me.
The bond shows me nothing but submission now. Not the wild need to feed.
She’s subdued for the time being.
I hope.
Because she almost drained me…
“Mine,” she whispers as she pulls my chest down to her own. “Mine.”
She’s right.
I’m hers as much as she is mine.
She tilts her head to study me before saying quietly, “Hungry.”
No matter how exasperating her whims are during her frenzy, I can’t help but smile at my beloved.
“Hungry again?” I ask her.
Nodding her head, she points up to the ceiling. “Food.”
I start to push myself off her. “I’ll go get you another human.”
Alena growls so loud and deep, I feel it in my chest. “No, go food.”
Her frenzy doesn’t allow her to submit to all of my will.
Asher once told me newly turned vampires are easier to control when you guide their needs in a constructive way.
“You’ll be wearing clothes if you leave this room.” I motion to our naked bodies. “No one sees you naked but me.”
“No!” Alena shouts and points to where our bodies meet. “Hungry. Dick.”
There’s no way she means she wants to feed off my cock…
Groaning, I slowly figure it out.
She wants food then sex.
At least that’s what I fucking hope she meant.
“No,” I growl back, and slowly edge myself out of her arms and legs. “Food first. Then I’ll claim you again.”
Alena can’t lead me around. It’s too dangerous.
I push calmness through the bond, but it’s a tenuous hold. She’s in the middle of her frenzy, and when a newborn is in the frenzy, their needs and wants outweigh everything else.
I’ve heard stories of the newly turned laying waste to whole villages in their need to slake their thirst.
Alena points down to my dick. “Mine.”
“Yes, yours,” I agree. “But I’m putting clothes on. If you want food, you will put them on, too.”
I pull Alena out of bed with me. Then I make her stand next to me.
Grabbing another sleeping gown out of the drawer, I work it over her head and arms easily enough.
Trying to put panties on her, though, is another matter.
She flat-out refuses to let me put them on her.
Fucking brat. She’s going to catch a spanking for this, I swear.
Yanking on a pair of loose-fitting pants and a shirt, I hold Alena’s hand tightly in my own. There’s no telling how she’s going to react to seeing other vampires, and I don’t want her trying to drain my brothers.
Not that I’d let her touch them.
Pushing more and more on the bond, it’s frustrating that I don’t feel any real emotions.
Everything inside her is primal and unpredictable.
All I can do is push my will onto hers and force her to obey as much as she’s willing to.