By My Choice...: A Valentine's Day Story (Valentine's Day Stories) by Christine Blackthorn Page A
Authors: Christine Blackthorn
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offer her wrist, but that simply made him raise an eyebrow.
“How then?” She herself heard the desperation in her voice and tried to suppress it, tried to make the cold rise further.
“Take a sip and hold it in your mouth.”
She was still not entirely sure where this was leading but was starting to have an idea. She tried to lean forward to feed him the wine but his hands still kept her from him.
“Set down the glass first, then let me drink from your mouth.”
Carefully she put down the glass before leaning forward. In her haste and nerves she parted her lips before touching his and spilled most of the wine down her chin and his neck. She froze in terror, aware of the strength in the hands around her waist and the sharp teeth entirely too close to her. His lips parted and his tongue snaked out to lazily lap at the liquid dripping down her lips and chin. Only as he had cleaned her thoroughly did he allow her to move back enough to meet his still expressionless gaze. Her eyes fell to his mouth and the spilled wine painting his neck and shirt red. She could still see small droplets caught in the less-even skin of his cheeks.
“Clean it!”
There was not even a hint of a question in her mind, he meant her to use her own mouth for the task. The first flick of her tongue was tentative at best, barely a touch, but when he simply moved his head to allow her more access she became bolder. The taste of his skin, mixed with the taste of red wine, filled her mouth - unidentifiable, subtle and strange. As her tongue reached his neck, his arousal grew impossibly large underneath her. She shied back - feeling stupid immediately. It was inevitable where this evening would lead. For an ErGer to bond, the mind needed to be broken open as only sex did - and her own body would force it soon enough. In her experience, he had shown more patience than any other. Every Lord ever acquiring her, either because her brother had sold her to them or because they had tracked her down out of their own accord, had taken her blood and body within minutes of their acquaintance. What was the point otherwise? A bond with an ErGer doubled power levels for them as well as giving the Lord and his dependents a more elusive advantage, a feeling of home, of safety and well-being rarely found in a predatory society. All, they needed to do was break her mind with blood or sex.
He had not moved at all as she shied back, still presenting his neck for her tongue, and holding her waist between his stroking fingers, but his eyes were not expressionless anymore - they were hot and burning. Yes, indubitably, she was being stupid. She knew exactly what this would lead to, but if she could push the time it would happen in a little farther away…. Kathryn bent to return to her duty. She had reached his collarbone, had had to nose the soiled shirt out of her way when a knock sounded on the door. She gasped and his hands softly guided her back upright. She could feel her own eyes huge in her face and her breath coming fast, but she could not help it; she knew this was it - this was the moment when his people would come to hold her down, to await the time when they could take their turns with her body after he was done with her. If she was lucky, she would not outlive the night - but she was never that lucky and they were never that careless.
His eyes had turned expressionless again as he held her gaze and answered:
“Enter!”
She heard the door but did not dare turn. No matter what danger came from behind, the largest danger remained firmly in front of her. With every approaching step she heard, her throat tightened more, the speed of her breaths increased. She did not want to show fear, but it was impossible to suppress the rising terror. In those deep blue eyes holding her capture a new emotion rose, something close to worry, close to confusion, definitely concern. None of these emotions were even remotely reassuring. She could
“How then?” She herself heard the desperation in her voice and tried to suppress it, tried to make the cold rise further.
“Take a sip and hold it in your mouth.”
She was still not entirely sure where this was leading but was starting to have an idea. She tried to lean forward to feed him the wine but his hands still kept her from him.
“Set down the glass first, then let me drink from your mouth.”
Carefully she put down the glass before leaning forward. In her haste and nerves she parted her lips before touching his and spilled most of the wine down her chin and his neck. She froze in terror, aware of the strength in the hands around her waist and the sharp teeth entirely too close to her. His lips parted and his tongue snaked out to lazily lap at the liquid dripping down her lips and chin. Only as he had cleaned her thoroughly did he allow her to move back enough to meet his still expressionless gaze. Her eyes fell to his mouth and the spilled wine painting his neck and shirt red. She could still see small droplets caught in the less-even skin of his cheeks.
“Clean it!”
There was not even a hint of a question in her mind, he meant her to use her own mouth for the task. The first flick of her tongue was tentative at best, barely a touch, but when he simply moved his head to allow her more access she became bolder. The taste of his skin, mixed with the taste of red wine, filled her mouth - unidentifiable, subtle and strange. As her tongue reached his neck, his arousal grew impossibly large underneath her. She shied back - feeling stupid immediately. It was inevitable where this evening would lead. For an ErGer to bond, the mind needed to be broken open as only sex did - and her own body would force it soon enough. In her experience, he had shown more patience than any other. Every Lord ever acquiring her, either because her brother had sold her to them or because they had tracked her down out of their own accord, had taken her blood and body within minutes of their acquaintance. What was the point otherwise? A bond with an ErGer doubled power levels for them as well as giving the Lord and his dependents a more elusive advantage, a feeling of home, of safety and well-being rarely found in a predatory society. All, they needed to do was break her mind with blood or sex.
He had not moved at all as she shied back, still presenting his neck for her tongue, and holding her waist between his stroking fingers, but his eyes were not expressionless anymore - they were hot and burning. Yes, indubitably, she was being stupid. She knew exactly what this would lead to, but if she could push the time it would happen in a little farther away…. Kathryn bent to return to her duty. She had reached his collarbone, had had to nose the soiled shirt out of her way when a knock sounded on the door. She gasped and his hands softly guided her back upright. She could feel her own eyes huge in her face and her breath coming fast, but she could not help it; she knew this was it - this was the moment when his people would come to hold her down, to await the time when they could take their turns with her body after he was done with her. If she was lucky, she would not outlive the night - but she was never that lucky and they were never that careless.
His eyes had turned expressionless again as he held her gaze and answered:
“Enter!”
She heard the door but did not dare turn. No matter what danger came from behind, the largest danger remained firmly in front of her. With every approaching step she heard, her throat tightened more, the speed of her breaths increased. She did not want to show fear, but it was impossible to suppress the rising terror. In those deep blue eyes holding her capture a new emotion rose, something close to worry, close to confusion, definitely concern. None of these emotions were even remotely reassuring. She could
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