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Astrid was gripping his shirt, pulling him closer when Aaron tilted his head to deepen the kiss. She moaned, thrusting her tongue to meet with his as she was gripping him by the shirt. Then, she snaked her hands behind his neck. Aaron groaned like a man starved.
“I need to claim you, dragul meu,” Aaron said huskily as his green orbs were looking at Astrid. She gulped when she noticed his green eyes were now concealed. His eyes were pure black now, a telltale when a Blue Blood was aroused—for blood or sex.
In this case, Astrid did not know if Aaron battled which one.
For all she knew, he was battling with his Darker Side right now. He was restraining himself. Astrid gulped with the precarious situation that she found herself with one Aaron Covaci.
However, she already knew deep inside herself of her honest answer to Aaron’s proposal.
“Will it hurt?” Astrid asked huskily. Her hands were playing with the hair at his nape. Aaron smiled like a Cheshire cat. He caressed her cheeks with the back of his hands as he shook his head.
“No, dragul meu, but I promise that I will make sure it will be less hurtful. One never knows if the first bloodletting will be hurtful or...” he said, dragging his statement as he was kissing Astrid’s cheek.
“...or it will be a pleasure to know such an erotic act between us,” he added huskily against her skin.
Astrid angled her face backward as Aaron made his way toward her throat. She angled her throat for more access, showing him her willingness to commit to such an act. Her pulse raced when Aaron kissed her jugular veins as if it knew what was coming. She gasped softly when Aaron licked her skin with his tongue and Astrid was sure that he could feel her pulse jump under his torture too.
Aaron chuckled softly as he was leaving wet kisses against her skin. “Don’t be afraid, dragul meu. I’ll only claim your blood so that no one can take you... for now at least,” he whispered as Astrid was nodding her head at him.
She gulped. Her pulse raced as Aaron caressed her throat. “I trust you, Aaron,” she whispered huskily, gripping his nape tightly.
Aaron froze for a moment. Then, he kissed Astrid’s jaws softly before he moved to nuzzle her neck. He inhaled her scent deep into his lungs.
She smelled of the North Wind coming down upon a frozen lake that would be thawed by the Mediterranean sun.
Aaron groaned huskily. Then, he kissed Astrid’s neck again as he licked the pulse. His fangs retracted from his gums. The sharp teeth were grazing upon her skin as Astrid gulped, knowing fully well that Aaron was ready to puncture his fangs through her delicate skin.
Despite his insistence to claim her, Aaron took a moment to breathe deeply and whispered against her throat again.
“If we do this, dragul meu... Fair warning: we can never go back from this. No more blurred lines between us. No more the Huntress against Pure Blood. There’s only you for me for the rest of my life, Astrid Larsen. Only you, dragul meu,” he warned dangerously. A lump settled inside his throat as Aaron waited for Astrid’s reply.
Astrid gulped, knowing fully well her answer had always been since she met him in Sicily a few weeks ago. She always denied what was happening between the two of them and was the one who denied the passion that ran deeply between a man and a woman.
Now, she was not afraid to tell what she truly felt for her enemy—no, her beloved Pure Blood as someone that whom she would be spending the rest of her life.
As long as he accepted her for who she was.
“You already know what my answer will be, min kjærlighet. Perhaps, you have known since the first time we shared our first kiss. I’ll never have regret with you, min kjærlighet, not even when the Order comes between us,” Astrid breathed out the secret that she had been holding inside her ever since the hunt began.
Aaron chuckled as he kissed her jaws. His tongue was licking her skin so deliciously that it was hard to concentrate.
“I know you are, dragul meu. I know it ever since I laid my eyes upon you, prietenul meu. All I ever wanted to give you is... forever,” he whispered huskily as he grazed his fangs against her skin.
Astrid closed her eyes. She felt her eyes were burning behind her retina. She could not give what he wanted of her but she could give this moment with him to sustain her memories of Aaron.
This and their memories in Sicily.
She pulled him by the hair, pushing his mouth toward her throat. Astrid stared at the ceiling that was covered with stalactites. She never thought how beautiful it was. Then again, she never thought anything around her was beautiful in its way.
Especially the man who held her heart.
Aaron was kissing the spot where her jugular vein hid beneath her skin. He licked to minimize the pain that Astrid would endure for his saliva had an anesthetic purpose before his fangs broke the skin. His vision was purely black now. Then, he attacked.
Astrid felt a sharp pain that made her gasp and gripped his shoulders for support. She moaned as she felt the erotic pleasure of Aaron sucking on her blood.
Her heart raced when the blood was flowing outside of her jugular vein and Aaron was sucking her blood like a baby having the first taste of milk. He held her delicately as if she was a precious doll.
Astrid was roaming her hands against his back as she was thrown into the passion of the bloodletting.