He tasted good, and I was ready to sink my fangs into his neck, but for some reason the urge wasn’t as intense as I expected it to be. The heat rushed through my core. His pulse skyrocketed and I felt it, sensing his arousal. He brushed his fingers over my buttocks, pulling me closer to his body.
Damn it, I had no idea what I was doing, but this felt so good. I could smell his blood when he was kissing me. I could tell, even now, that it was sweet and thick. I wanted to taste him so badly. His tongue was thoroughly exploring my mouth and I moaned when he pushed his hard erection against my navel.
“Hmm, Jay, you taste good for a vampire,” he muttered and then kissed me harder. My breath was shallow as desire overwhelmed me slowly. The heat from his body was addictive and with Jason, there were no flash-backs, no nonsense like it was with …
Crap, I wasn’t supposed to be thinking about pretty boy when I was making out with the hot shifter, but for some reason I couldn’t help myself.
Pressure started building inside of me that was ten times more power-ful than when Lachlan made me come using his skilled fingers. I never cared much about the opposite sex, but since arriving to Moonlight, I had definite-ly changed my perspective. Jason pushed his hips tightly against mine. He was rubbing himself over my sex.
However, I was distracted by the fact that we were so close to my dorm room. We were too exposed here, anyone could walk in on us, but maybe that’s what made this whole thing much more exciting. His lips were smooth as his mouth ran down the side of my neck, then he started planting little kisses along my collar bone. I shut my eyes, imagining taking control, and moaned loudly, unable to form any other coherent response. Jason was a third year student; he was much more mature than I was.
We had material art classes together. My friend Karina pushed me to talk to him. I wasn’t particularly forward but I found him attractive, so I told myself that there nothing wrong with having a bit of fun. Jason must have thought the same thing, because he came over and started flirting with me almost straight away. Surprisingly we had a lot of things in common, but making out in the corridors was by far the most entertaining experience. The dreams about the hot Scot were still haunting me most nights.
Oldman hadn’t revealed any further information about the undercover operation that I was supposed to go on with Lachlan. I was still waiting. It had been two months since we all returned from that mission in Moscow. I was trying to dive back into the new routine in school; attend all my classes and get used to the fact that pretty boy wasn’t planning to leave me alone.
I needed to taste Jason’s blood. We hadn’t discussed the boundaries yet but I was certain that he wouldn’t mind. His hands cupped my breasts as I slid my hand down to his crotch, trying to undo his jeans. He was so damn hard.
“I need to taste you,” I whispered into his ear and his muscles tensed instantly. Was he a little afraid of me or of the unknown?
I didn’t sense any fear but he’d probably never made out with a vam-pire before, so he must have been apprehensive.
“Fuck it, yeah, bite me Jaymin,” he said.
He didn’t have to tell me twice; I was so fucking aroused that my fangs descended instantly. My throat tickled and more heat rushed through my core. Moments later, I sunk my fangs into his neck, feeling his hard cock between my legs. At that point he started panting. There was only a thin layer of clothes now separating us.
Jason tasted divine. I began drinking his blood while he growled and moaned. His blood tasted incredibly salty. I stopped for a moment, wonder-ing if I was truly enjoying him.
He growled again, encouraging me to keep going, and I still wasn’t sure if that was a good idea. After a moment the blood tasted surprisingly better, but I couldn’t compare it to Lachlan’s. His was rich, silky and just addictive. I hadn’t tasted anyone else since the pretty boy and right then my taste buds were going crazy. However, the fae part of me hated this whole act.
The other part of me was afraid of these primal instincts. I was get-ting a little self-conscious, I wasn’t that evil night creature that hunted hu-mans.
I was so aroused when he started rolling his finger over my pert nip-ple, my moaning in rhythm with his touch. I had to pull away for a moment to gather myself, then took a step back.
My head was spinning a little too and Jason’s pupils were fully dilat-ed. Blood was spilling down my mouth, so I quickly wiped it away. Damn it, I wasn’t planning to do this at all. Now I felt a little embarrassed that I’d lost control.
“What’s wrong? You didn’t have to stop babe,” he said, trying to bring me closer to him again. I didn’t know why I’d stopped at first but then we both sensed someone else in the hall.
“I should go,” I said and then quickly added. “I shouldn’t have bit you Jason, I’m sorry.”
I rubbed my forehead, feeling silly that I decided to do this here, where anyone could have seen us. Karina may have encouraged me to go flirt with Jason but I didn’t have to listen to her. I was socially awkward. I had no idea how these things worked exactly, but after I’d pressed my lips to Jason’s everything just came naturally.
Karina was much more experienced than I was. She knew how to work men; she used her skills to make them do whatever she wanted. I couldn’t have imagined being as confident as her.
“What? No, that’s totally cool babe,” Jason answered, trying to grab my hand. I wanted to walk away. I quickly turned around and just then, in the distance, I saw Lachlan approaching.
Damn it. He could probably sense my blood from here, probably from miles away.
My knees nearly gave out under the weight of my body. What the hell was he doing here?
His dorm was on the other side of the school, and luckily, he was far away from me. I hoped that Jason wasn’t going to be stupid enough to try to catch up with me.
