Vampires Realm Prophecy 01 - Child of Light

another sharp intake of breath from Valentine and a droplet of blood.
    Lapping it up, she inhaled deeply through her nose and savoured the taste of it. She bit her lip, barely registering the sharp stab of pain when her incisor punctured it. Looking up at Valentine, she grew a little more confident when she found blue eyes watching her. His pupils were dilated, making his eyes dangerously dark and full of intense desire. His lips parted slightly, revealing his fangs to her. She moved back to his neck and slowly, gently bit down on it. He tensed beneath her and she resisted her desire to moan into his throat when his blood flooded her mouth.
    Her whole body trembled when Valentine leaned towards her, one of his arms wrapping about her waist while the other cleared her hair from her neck. Her brows furrowed when his incisors penetrated her. She dug her fingernails into his side and focused on the dual sensations of pleasure and pain that were racing through her. The feeling of his fangs in her, his tongue drawing blood from her, and his own blood flowing into her, was like nothing she’d ever felt before. The intensity of it was overwhelming. All she could feel, all she could sense, was him. She felt as though she was a part of him and he was a part of her.
    She slowly ran her tongue over his neck and the wounds she’d created, sealing them at the same time as he sealed the marks he’d placed on her. When she drew back, she could see nervousness in his eyes. Raising her hand, she went to wipe her lip clean with her thumb but he caught hold of her wrist before she could reach it. His hands were shaking as they held her. She frowned into his eyes and saw the uncertainty swimming there.
    She noticed the blood on his lip. Her blood.
    She didn’t have time to say anything before her breath was stolen from her by him.
    He leaned towards her, his eyes dropping to her mouth and his hand still tightly clutching her wrist. She watched his eyes close as he neared her. She couldn’t breathe when his tongue darted out and swept gently along her lower lip, capturing the blood that lingered there. A shiver ran through her, making the stars on her skin tingle, and her eyelids dropped, hooding her eyes. She frowned when he pulled back and she realised that it was over when she didn’t want it to be. Finding her courage, she held his wrist tight, holding him fast. She moved closer to him, edging her mouth towards his, and slowly licked the blood off his lips.
    She tensed when her tongue touched his and then relaxed into him, letting him hold her in his arms. She felt drowsy, lost in a sea of pleasure and willing to drown. She felt sure that she would if he kissed her. If the simple act of their tongues barely brushing each other’s made her feel like this, she couldn’t imagine how good it would feel to have him kiss her.
    Drawing back, she heaved a sigh and felt the haziness inside her start to disappear. She gave him a small smile when he looked awkward and the corners of his mouth tugged slightly into a smile. When it dropped off his face and he looked over her shoulder, she remembered that they weren’t alone.
    Turning around, she found Mia and Dmitri were sitting in silence opposite them, both wearing blank, stunned expressions.
    She was thankful she couldn’t blush.
    “Why do you not bite me like that?” Mia raised a brow at Dmitri.
    She wanted to bury her head in Valentine’s neck and never come out again. She’d just had the most intimate moment of her life and she’d shared it with two other people. She cringed inside and glanced at Valentine. He looked as uncomfortable as she felt.
    “Because I would devour your sweet neck, little one.” Dmitri bared his fangs. “It took three weeks for you to heal after our mating.”
    Mia looked a little flustered and embarrassed. Prophecy smiled when Dmitri grabbed hold of the female vampire and growled into her neck. Mia looked shocked and pushed against him, struggling to get free of his grasp.
    “Not here, my love,” Mia said and Dmitri let her go.
    Prophecy smiled when Dmitri looked a little crestfallen.
    “They have young love. Wait until they have shared a bicentenary. They will not be so sweet with each other.” Dmitri patted Mia’s hand and grinned, seemingly blind to the scowl his mate was giving him.
    She glanced across at Valentine and noticed that the awkwardness that had filled his eyes was now gone. Moving closer to him, she smiled inside when his arm