Chapter 184

Bella's tongue traced the path of his jugular, and she felt it pounding beneath his skin, just as surely as she felt it pounding inside of her. The scent put her earlier encounter with Prentice into a different context. The hunter's blood was maddening; Victor's was purely alluring. It didn't threaten to turn her into something she wasn't with its undeniable drive, but it was infinitely more pleasing.

"Go ahead, Pup," he said in a warm, husky voice, his movements becoming slower and more deliberate again.

As soon as permission was given, Bella sank her fangs into his neck and marveled at how much bolder the taste was when it was fresh. She had missed this inexplicable form of intimacy almost as much as she missed being in his arms at night. Intoxication mingled with heavy bliss as she came, and all she could do was feel and taste him.

He moaned and thrust into her even deeper. With a deep growl, he came and collapsed on top of her. Bella's nails trailed
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