Sydni contemplates, looking down at her fingers and fiddling with them nervously. After a beat, she nods and whispers, “The neck then.”
After Xera removes her shirt completely, and her bra, she comes to sit onto the bed. As I’m moving Sydni to sit onto her lap, she’s throwing her hair up into a ponytail.
“W-Why are you naked?” Sydni’s face flushes completely red.
“I don’t want blood on my new bra,” Xera says, so matter of fact I can’t help but chuckle.
I’ll admit, this is hot, and I have to remember that this is for feeding purposes. Seeing my girl’s nipples peak is so fucking sexy, even in her demonic form—which Ireallywant to call dark mode, but I just know she’ll punch me, or I’ll lose my dick.
My little demon leans her head to the side, opposite of where I marked her, exposing her neck.
“Alright.” I clear my throat and move to sit behind Xeraphine, the feeling of her skin under my fingers as I draw a line against her vein has my cock completely hard.Damnbeing a male. Though, suppose that’s unfair to myself. I can also sense Sydni’s desire. I probably should warn her. “Feeding will cause you to react in several ways. Just like some Mundane foods can be like an aphrodisiac, blood is the same. Not everyone’s is like that… but…”
“But she’s a Succubus.”
“Yes, yes I am.”
“Yeah, so just be forewarned. Her blood will likely hit differently than anyone you’ll feed on in the future.”
Sydni nods, licking her lips. She’s beginning to pant, likely hearing the rhythmic pulse of her best friend’s heart, each beat sending the vital sustenance through her body, fueling the hunger that comes with hervampiric need.
“Lean in here.” Sydni does as I command, her chest that is clothed presses against Xera’s. “Open. Our fangs react to the thought of feeding. They’ll extend ever so slightly to give us a better advantage to puncture. Once they are in, you’ll feel them push further, it’s the venom. It secretes until you begin to suck.”
“Like snake venom…” Her words tremble out of her mouth, but she’s trying to shake it. “Weird.”
As she moves forward, her hair falls across her shoulder and her face. I brush it behind her ear, and take the back of her head. “Only one fang needs to pierce the vein.” When I have her positioned just right, I slide my opposite hand around Xeraphine’s shoulder, then gently curve it around her jaw, holding her head steady and tilted outward.
“I’ll help you push in, Syd. The moment you taste her on your tongue you’ll instinctually begin to suck. Only take what you need.”
I can hear Xeraphine’s heart beginning to race harder, but it isn’t from nervousness. The prospect of what is about to happen, it’s finally hit her. Her Amoro is reaching, and her desire is beginning to pour from her skin.
“Feed from me, princess,” she demands, and without another moment’s hesitation, Sydni bites down. I guide her until I hear the skin break, then let her stay latched. Her moan blends with Xera’s gasp, which quickly melts into sounds of euphoria.
Fucking Belial himself, be good… Be fucking good…
Chapter 27
Xeraphine
There was a part of me that thought I’d not feel the same effect as when Kairhyse bites me. That was a stupid notion, because the moment the pain subsides from Sydni’s bite, I fall into bliss as she feeds. Kai was right; it only takes her seconds to begin sucking and not allow her venom to spread wildly.
It takes a lot of control to utilize vampiric toxin to subdue, they have to actively not be drawing in the blood of their victim. It’s why Kai, that day in the woods, and Molly, at my apartment, proved their age in their restraint.
My princess has none, and as she wraps an arm around my neck, lacing her fingers through my hair, I know that we will have to stop her. It won’t kill me, but it sure as shit will make me sick if she takes too much.
Then again, I wouldn’t mind the lightheaded buzz of it. I’ve got too much going on in my head, and being drunk on this ecstasy would be nice.
I’m okay.
I… am… okay.
As she draws in anotherlargegulp, I can sense my blood traversing through her body. It’s flowing to her heart, and that nearly invisible beat starts picking up.
It’s not just the rapid beating of my heart in response to her drawing my life away; it triggers a full-body tingling sensation that ignites everything. That includes my clit, and I am a desperate bitch for friction.
I shift my hands to her hips, my nails digging into her shirt as I ball it into a fist.
“Oh, fuck.” My abdomen is on fire and I can’t help when my thighs begin to rub together, trying to find any relief.
