The Witching Hour – Love Bitten Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Insta-Love, Novella, Paranormal, Vampires, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
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“Why do you want to wait?”

I grinned, loving how quickly she lost her nervousness and the little pout on her plush lips.

“In many ways, you are fully human,” I explained. “Warm human blood doesn’t taste pleasant to daywalkers. We prefer cold, bagged blood. As my mate, your blood will taste incredible, but no matter how fucking delicious it is, until we are fully mated, it still won’t be very satisfying.”

“I’m not sure whether to be relieved or insulted.”

I laughed again, and it hit me how much I’d done that since meeting Celeste. She made me feel lighter. Freer. I could only imagine how amazing it would be when we were connected by our souls.

“Trust me, I’m very, very tempted. But I know that waiting to taste you until after the claiming will be worth it. From what my brothers have told me, there is no sweeter taste than the blood of your consort.” I inhaled deeply and licked my lips. “Just from the scent, my mouth is watering, and hunger is gnawing at me. After the first time, trust me, you’ll be begging for it.”

I winked at her, and she blushed again. “I guess I’ll have to take your word for it for now.”

“Let’s get you fed, love.”

I led her back to the spacious kitchen and enjoyed her wonderful reaction to it. Once she was settled at the large island in the center, I waved my hand, and a small feast appeared before her since I wasn’t sure what she liked.

She eyed it for a moment, then met my gaze, looking unimpressed. “I could have done that, you know.”

I grinned. “I’m sure you could have, love. But as your mate, it’s my job to take care of you.”

Her face flushed, and she smiled sweetly. “I usually take care of myself. It’s kind of nice to be taken care of.”

“Get used to it, baby.”

I poured myself a cup of blood and drank it while I watched her eat. By the time she finished, I was so hard that I wouldn’t have been surprised if my cock had punched a hole through my trousers.

She sighed, and I wondered if that was the same satisfied sound she would make after a mind-blowing orgasm.

If I didn't find out soon, I wasn’t sure I’d survive.

I stalked around the island and cupped her cheeks between my palms, then lowered my head and sealed my mouth over hers. I rubbed our lips together before using my tongue to probe for entrance, and when she opened, I swept it inside.

Holy shit. She tasted even better than she smelled. My body sizzled with need when her tongue tentatively touched mine. Then she fisted her hands in my shirt and tugged me closer.

“Fuck, I need you,” I groaned.

“Please,” she gasped when my hands moved down to cup her ass, yanking her forward so her pussy was pressed up against my long, thick shaft.

“Please what, baby?”

“I…I need you too.”

“Thank fuck,” I groaned.

I used my hands under Celeste’s ass to boost her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and since I couldn’t stop kissing her, I teleported us to the bedroom.

“Whoa,” she breathed as her head retreated a few inches. “That will take some getting used to.”

I chuckled as I carried her over to the extra-large bed covered in a soft dark-blue comforter. With a flick of my hand, it disappeared just before I tossed her onto the mattress. She giggled, then gasped when I practically ripped her clothes from her body with my vampiric strength.

“One day, I’ll take my time and pull off your clothes piece by piece and kiss every inch of your silky skin while doing it. But I’m too fucking desperate tonight.”

My eyes fell to the two small circles in her neck, and I was almost bowled over by a wave of possessiveness. A deep need to claim my consort, to make her mine in every way. It was hard as fuck to ignore it, but I knew it wasn’t the right time. We needed to sort out this shit with her family and her former fiancé.

But at least tonight I would claim her virginity, which was not only a gift for me, but it had the added benefit of taking away what the male witch wanted most from Celeste.

Tearing my gaze from her birthmark, I soaked in the beauty of her body, starting at the top of her head and working my way down her cute, purple-tipped toes.

Damn, she was gorgeous. All mouthwatering curves and smooth skin. Her breasts were fucking magnificent, enough to spill from my hands and tipped with rosy peaks.

My perusal brought a flush of pink to her face, and I eagerly followed it as it spread down to her bare pussy. “Fucking hell,” I groaned, my cock squeezing painfully.

Celeste’s hands came down to cover her sex, and I growled, capturing her hands and moving them to her sides. When I looked up at her and saw the embarrassment in her expression, I realized I’d been a fucking idiot.


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