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her breasts. He raked his teeth over the satin-covered peak of her tight nipple as his hands slid under her back to undo her last piece of clothing.
    She lifted her arms so he could remove the bra. Then her hand went searching for the bite on her leg. He guided her hand to his shaft instead. Her grip tightened as she worked along his length, stroking across the head and smoothing the pre-come over his hot skin.
    He groaned, his hips moving. “I’ll do it again.” He pushed his teeth against the soft pale skin of her breast in mock threat.
    Her back arched in encouragement, but he didn’t bite. He wanted to be thrusting inside her tight pussy the next time. He lowered his hips until she was forced to release his cock. The wet heat of her sheath encased him as he entered slowly, drawing out the moment, hoping he could stay lost in it forever and forget about the future.
    Lil had other ideas. She looped her legs over his, her hips bucking so he was forced to match her rhythm. Beneath him her heart raced. He heard each part of the beat as the chambers contracted. He could time the bite for between beats so the heart seemed to stop and time hung suspended around a climax that tore at the soul.
    Her fingers threaded into his hair, drawing him to her throat, her head tipped to the side in open invitation. If she were healthy he would’ve answered unspoken request, but she didn’t know what she offering, not fully. Would she want this every time, like he would? Did it matter when they only had now?
    His mouth closed over the place he would love to bite. Her blood called to him, the taste of her still on his lips. Instead he sucked on the skin with his fangs pressed hard against her. Her blood was so close to the surface. The craving to have her life on his tongue almost drowned every other sense. His balls tightened, but he held back, wanting Lil to come with him. Her nails tracked down his back to dig into his ass, imprinting on his skin, urging him on. Her breathing was little more than wispy pants.
    A growl lodged in the back of his throat. The scent of her skin sweetened with each stroke. Lust and blood were a heady mix. The intoxication spiraled through him. He nipped without breaking the skin, even though every instinct wanted to drive his fangs into the artery, but he couldn’t be that reckless with Lil. Unable to resist any longer, his teeth scraped twin red lines on her throat.
    Lil gasped, the muscles of her core clenching around him, milking his cock. Her blood coated his tongue as he came. He rolled his hips, dragging out the sensation for another few thrusts, enjoying the connection that came with sharing.
    Sex created the perfect balance, the swapping of etheric that would have extended her life to match his if not for the cancer. Vampires may not get sick, but their human lovers still did. Immortality wasn’t one hundred percent transferable.
    Slick with sweat, they remained pressed together, unable to move. He didn’t want this moment to be over. Maybe he’d gone for too long without a lover who understood him and now it was too late. While Lil knew him for what he was, what they shared would be over too soon. Aidan shifted his weight, but remained inside her with her fingers digging into his skin.
    He kissed her, his fangs gone. They only appeared when lust was simmering in his blood and for the moment it was well sated. “I love you.”
    Lil gazed up at him, her eyes a little unfocussed. “I love you too.”
    “I’m guessing you don’t want to get up for dinner,” he murmured against her lips.
     
    Lilith sighed. Her bones were liquid and her blood was air. She was a puddle of exquisite desire, and she’d never felt so good. “I never want to get out of bed again.”
    Her fingers gentled and traced shapes on his back. “Next time I want to watch.” She kissed the freckles on his shoulder, then pressed her teeth into his skin hard enough to leave a mark.
    He shivered with pleasure. Inside her, his