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mate’s shock and wanting to reach out to comfort
the part of her he could tell was frightened. He bit back showing any response
and answered as simple as possible. “Valendite Breeds are larger than human
men. Women from the Magdalena Circle are made to accommodate us.”
    “Oh.” Ella appeared
relieved as she spoke that one simple word and none-too-shyly began to take
stock of his body.
    As she leaned over to
continue her explorations, her breasts brushed against Lucas over-sensitized
flesh. Ella’s body beckoned him as he fought to keep their first encounter slow.
He intended to make her first time exactly how she needed it to be. Easing her
into his lifestyle was best. Though he understood this on an intellectual
level, in the moment all he desired was to sink inside her heat. Her next move
nearly brought him there.
    Her fingers swirled in
his belly button before moving to the patch of hair above his shaft. She
brushed the curls and slowly, ever so damn slowly, ran her hand along the full
length of his cock. When she reached the head, she wiped away a drop of pre-cum
with her finger and brought it to her lips. She sucked it in as she might
someday suck his cock and he thought he might lose all control.
    “Holy Goddess, Ella,”
Lucas called out as he flipped them to place himself above her. “What did you do, mi amo ?”
    “I needed to taste
you.”
    “I don’t expect you…”
Ella’s lips brushed his, silencing him.
    “I know you don’t
expect anything of me. I needed that. I needed to know what you tasted like,”
Ella explained.
    “May I see what you
taste like?”
    Her eyes flared just
before she responded, “Yes.” Ella’s voice was just a whisper but it rang as
loudly and clearly as if she’d shouted it. He wondered if she understood to
what she’d just agreed. No matter, she’d understand soon enough.
    Lucas leaned in and
kissed her. He held nothing of his emotions back. He gave everything within him
to her. “I’d like to taste your cream, Ella,” Lucas spoke the words against her
lips.
    “Yes.”
    Taking her mouth again,
Lucas kissed her in thanksgiving for everything she would give to him. Pulling back,
again only enough to speak so that his breath still touched her lips, he asked,
“I’d like to taste your blood.”
    “Yes.”
    “You aren’t surprised?”
    “I’m not. What confuses
me though is that I feel a connection to you already.”
    Lucas stroked her hair
back from her face. “Forgive me. Before I could stop myself, you see, you were
in pain, and I needed to… I couldn’t see you hurt and not do something… And
then he tried to… I’m so, so sorry, Ella.”
    Ella reached up to
place her finger on his lips. “I’m not angry. I would’ve expected nothing less
from my mate.”
    Her smile rendered him
speechless. All he could do was lean in to claim her lips once
again. For long moments, their mouths fused as one and time was lost. There
were no words necessary as they shared their emotions through their joined
tongues.
    Without coaching, Ella
ran her tongue along one of Lucas’s sharp teeth and broke the skin. Lucas
scented and tasted the blood at the same time. He groaned in sweet agony as he
tasted the elixir he’d only dreamed of. It was heaven. In a burst of clarity,
Lucas could feel everything Ella felt, and when combined with his own desire,
their joining –that bond all Valendite Breeds share with their mates- was the
most powerful thing he’d ever known.
    “I promise to go slow.”
Lucas spoke as he moved his mouth along the column of her throat. Now that he’d
tasted her blood, he wanted her cream.
    “Not too slow,” Ella’s
voice was rough and her breathing more labored. Lucas knew she was as aroused
as he was but he’d promised her he would go slowly. “It hurts a bit.”
    Lucas lowered himself
to her breasts, greedy for a taste of her nipples as well. His tongue licked around
the most perfectly peaked nipples, swirling and nibbling until she