Chosen Bride of the Seven Dark Princes

Chapter 127 - Bat Bite

"Wait!" She held out her hand.

Byron paled. She had changed her mind.

He knew it.

This was something that no one who was not a bat ever willingly entered into. Not only was it irreversible, it was also quite disturbing to one who had never been bitten before.

"Will it hurt if you bite me?"

Byron blinked. She was worried about pain?

"It won't hurt, I promise. I have natural painkillers that I inject at the moment I pierce your neck."

Candi took a deep breath. The forlorn look on his face was more than she could take.

"Okay. Just do it quickly. Do it now." Before I change my mind, she wanted to say but couldn't. He looked as if he needed her.

Candi pulled her blonde hair to one side and leaned her neck out at him. Then she closed her eyes and bit her lip as she waited for his razor sharp teeth to saw through her neck.

Byron saw the soft ivory skin of her neck and trembled with the effort of holding back.

God he desired this woman so much it was all he could do just to tamp down his growing physical need for her.

He could not rush this first time with this precious woman. He needed to take his time with her, go slowly and carefully so that she would not be frightened.

Byron gently folded her body into his.

As his breathing increased, his skin began heating up. He was starting to become aroused. His shaft began to swell, straining against his pants.

He concentrated on his physiological responses and brought his temperature back down.

There was not enough time to make her his in the most complete sense. Some day they would be together as one, he vowed to himself.

But at this moment, there was a far more ancient, far more crucial bonding that needed to take place. This one would allow them to commune as one.

Not knowing what to expect, Candi clung onto his body and kept her eyes tightly shut as she leaned on his shoulder.

Byron pulled her tighter into his arms and controlled his breathing, trying desperately to suppress his physical desire as he buried his face, rubbing his nose into that sensitive space between her shoulder and her neck.

He had to go slow with her. He had promised her it would not hurt and he needed to keep that promise to her. It would kill him to hurt this woman.

She felt his moist tongue and soft lips licking and kissing her skin. Delicious sensations began trickling up and down her body, settling into her stomach and she began shivering with pleasure.

Unable to hold back, he grabbed the back of her head with gentle fingers and began suckling her neck.

Candi's heart began thumping so hard, she could feel her pulses racing like a wild mare.

Waves of desire reverberated from the area where his lips met her skin and radiated throughout her body. Oh God. If this was how it felt to be bitten by Byron, she wouldn't mind getting bitten all the time.

She shivered in anticipation of what was to come, and wound her fingers into his long hair, clutching reflexively.

Her mouth opened as she gasped out his name.

"Byron…"

He bit down.

"Ahhh!" She gasped, expecting excruciating pain, but Byron was absolutely right. There was hardly any pain at all.

For a moment, she felt a warm liquid flowing into her body. It started at the point where he bit her and within seconds had raced throughout her entire being, sending shivers of ecstasy running through her body.

It was like a liquid drug.

As she shivered with the pleasure of his hematologic lovemaking, she could feel him sucking on her neck, taking her blood into his own body.

Two gulps.

Two gulps was approximately 2 ounces of water, or more precisely, forty ml.

That was all he allowed himself of her sweet intoxicating blood.

Any more and he would not be able to stop himself from ripping her clothes off and joining them physically. The desire was so strong that he shook with the effort of maintaining still.

"Did I hurt you Baby?" He muttered huskily.

"No. I didn't really feel anything but there was something like a warmth coursing through my body that felt amazing." Candi breath.

"That was my injection into your body." Byron rasped, his voice thick with desire.

He lowered his head and licked the few drops of blood that welled up from where he had bitten her.

Then he reached out and hot molten healing liquid coursed out of his fingertips as he touched the area where he had pierced her skin with his fangs.

Where he touched, her flesh began to regenerate. Within seconds, her skin had returned to that pale luminescent color without the puncture wound and without the bruising.

"So how do we know if telepathy works?" She asked as she touched her neck where he had bitten her. It had been completely healed.

'That's easy enough. Think of a word and then tell me in your mind and I'll repeat it to you.'

Candi's eyes widened.

'Raspberry pie.' She thought at Byron.

"Raspberry pie." Byron repeated.

"Oh my God it works!" She gasped and covered her mouth. "Does this mean you can hear my every thought?"

Byron laughed and shook his head.

"Thank heavens no, or I'd be inundated and wouldn't be able to do anything. If you want to say something to me, you have to think those words at me."

"Also, it's best to call my name and wait for me to answer. If you try to communicate with me while I'm sleeping, I won't be able to receive your communication."

'Like this, Byron?'

'Yes, Love. Just like that."

Candi smiled. 'I'm glad we did this. How far can I reach with this connection? If you go across the galaxy, can I still hear you?'

'There's no distance in space that affects this link between us.' Byron smiled. 'We are communicating in real time.'

'And it doesn't wear out.'

Byron laughed. 'As I said. It's irreversible and it's permanent. This is a method that only the closest bonded family members use to connect with each other.'

'Family? So you and your brothers—'

'Not that kind of family. It would be more like a husband and wife connection.'

'Oh. So…what if you get married?'

Byron grinned.. 'Then it would be absolutely perfect and quite convenient since we are already connected telepathically, wouldn't it, My Love.'