Free Dark Forest (Secret Blood, Book 1) by Emma Weylin Page B

pain than absolutely necessary. He worked his fangs back and forth in the puncture wounds twice to ensure a good blood flow and then pulled out. His lips suctioned around the wound, and he worked his tongue across it because he didn’t want to give her a huge hickey on top of the fang marks. Not only was it tacky, but she deserved more respect than that.
    His internal gauge kicked in, letting him know he had enough blood for the bond to work. He slipped his thumb between her skin and his mouth to put pressure on the wound as he pulled back. His hand shifted around her throat to keep the pressure on. After several deep breaths, he chanced a look at her face.
    She was pale and still trembling, but she wasn’t afraid. “It wasn’t too bad,” she whispered.
    He couldn’t help the snort. “I still feel like the biggest dick on the planet.”
    “Why?”
    He lifted a brow as he gently pushed her back, and directed her to the sink. “Ever read Little Red Riding Hood ?”
    Her laugh was weak, but full of humor. “I’m Little Red, and you’re The Big Bad Wolf?”
    He grabbed a washcloth and worked at folding it with one hand. “Something like that.”
    She took the washcloth from him and folded it. “Hmm, then I think the wolf needs to devour Little Red.”
    He could only give her a dumbfounded look.
    Her laugh was stronger this time. “You’re the one who said marriage, pal, and I’ve been dying to make sure all of you is okay since we left Dark Forest.”
    He removed his hand from around her throat, and then pressed the washcloth to her neck. “Hold that.” Then he washed her blood off his hands, making sure not to actually look at what he was doing.
    Her laugh turned into a giggle. “Did I shock you, Mr. Hyde?”
    He turned the water off and dried off his hands before he turned around to face her. “Yes, I must say, I am well and thoroughly shocked. I just bit you, and you’re turned on?”
    Her nose wrinkled. “The bite hurt, but your tongue…”
    He did his best to ignore her standing there in only a towel as he pulled back the washcloth to make sure the wound was no longer bleeding. He dropped the washcloth into the wastebasket when it wasn’t. The pad of his thumb lightly brushed over his fresh mark on her throat. “You’re going to make me crazy.”
    She let out a dreamy sigh. “I know, but it should be illegal to be able to work a tongue like that.” Her wicked green eyes were dilated, sexy as hell. When she swept her tongue over her top lop, a surge of mind-numbing need shot right to his groin.
    His brain fried right in his skull. Any control he might have had vanished. His plan to make love to her went up in smoke. In the next instant towels hit the floor. He did manage enough lucidity to stroke her a few times to make sure she was ready before he wrapped his hands around her tight little bottom, lifted her up, and slammed into her, to the hilt.
    Every pent-up, unexpressed emotion and fear coiled around them, making them frantic. She kept his grueling pace, meeting him stroke for stroke. They reached the saturation point, and exploded together. He caught her cries of passion with his mouth.
    He carried her out of the bathroom, still joined to her, and laid her on the bed. He cupped her face and gave her a deep kiss. His hands slid over her, memorizing every inch. He sampled her skin everywhere, needing her taste on his tongue. Her mewling sounds of pleasure embedded into his memory. Rose would forever be his mate.

Epilogue
    One Year Later
    “Why, aren’t you just darling?” Patty from the diner cooed at Aiden. Then she leaned down and kissed the baby’s cheek. “And this little one is just too precious and beautiful.” She clicked her pen as she righted herself and held out her notepad. “Chocolate pie for Grams, cherry milkshake for Rose, and what can I get you, Aiden? On the house, of course.”
    Aiden’s jaw twitched. He held Russell tighter. If he could get away with it, he’d also