Free MIDNIGHT CAPTIVE: Book 2 of the Bonded By Blood Vampire Chronicles by [email protected], Gina Henderson Page A

she wanted to leave a more profound memory upon her beloved husband’s being. Placing her hands upon his cheeks, she met his gaze. “I want you to taste my soul, Broderick.” She held her breath for a moment before whispering, “Feed from me.” He would be able to see and know everything she had experienced in her life since the day of her birth. All Vamsyrians gleaned this of everyone they fed from. Her soul would be laid bare to him in a way they had yet to experience.
    Broderick’s lips parted and his eyes widened. His body stopped moving and Davina swore his breath ceased.
    “I know in seventeen years I’ve never asked that of you, but…”
    “Blossom,” he breathed. The corner of his mouth turned up in a half-smile and he kissed her with such tenderness, she almost wept. “You have me at a loss for words.”
    “If this is not something you want—”
    “Oh, Davina.” Broderick captured her mouth, devouring her and stealing her breath, leaving her dizzy. Finally breaking their kiss, he brushed a stray curl from her brow. “I have ached to taste the sweet nectar of you since I first saw you in my dreams. And to do so while we make love is a joining, I am told, like no other.”
    “In all the years since you crossed over, you have never done such a thing with anyone else?”
    “Nay, Blossom. Before you, I never thought to find someone as precious to share such a special act of joining. Considering the harsh way you were introduced into my world, I never thought me feeding from you was something you wanted to experience.”
    Guilt darkened her heart. Until this moment, a small part of her still had not accepted Broderick for everything he was.
    “Now, my love,” he soothed, kissing her brow. “Do not have any regrets. Believe me when I say you are worth the wait.” His comforting lips caressed her temple. His warm tongue darted out to taste her tear. Breathing across her cheek, his mouth hovered over hers, his eyes gazing at her with a love that melted any remaining shame she had regarding time lost at sharing this moment. Davina opened her mouth to her husband, inviting him in, and his tongue penetrated her lips at the same rhythm his cock penetrated her quim. Deep, slow, agonizingly sensuous and pushing her to the edge of madness.
    Wrapping her legs around his hips, she dug her heels into his backside, pulling him into her. She groaned as his hands cupped her bottom, angling her entrance up to bury himself to the hilt. Every stroke pushed her higher and she shivered as his long, iron shaft pumped into the depth of her being. His mouth licked, suckled and kissed from her lips, across her jaw line and down to her throat. Her eyes flicked open and she clutched Broderick to her as she gazed with unseeing eyes over his shoulder. A dancing fire of fear and excitement flickered in her belly. She opened her heart, letting the love and arousal coursing through her body swirl around her so Broderick could absorb her soul.
    Her orgasm came as swiftly as the piercing of his fangs, but lingered with the sweet euphoria of his feeding, driving her climax to a height of unknown territory. Her head dropping back, she closed her eyes and fell into an ecstasy that rippled throughout her limbs and focused on two throbbing points of her body—her throat and the hot, wet center between her legs where Broderick pumped his own orgasm.
    After what seemed like hours, the shuddering waves of both their bodies subsided. Davina opened her eyes to find herself straddling Broderick’s powerful thighs as he knelt in the center of their bed. Disoriented and delirious—even drunk from the experience—she heaved thirsty breaths as Broderick licked her blood from his lips. The silver, glowing core faded from his eyes hooded with passion. A tear slipped down his cheek and he buried his face in her hair, hiding from her…and she knew why. Through the impressions on Davina’s blood, Broderick saw—for the first time—the true extent