Orion

Twenty Nine. First Feed

this one is a little bit of a filler before i get into the fun shit. How have yall been? I hope you like the chapter. I'll edit at another time :) WHat do you want udpdated next: Birdie or Glasgow??

When she woke up, Mahogany was still on top of Orion. Her head was facing the window, and the sun was out, but it was another cloudy day. The sky was greyish, and the thick, dark clouds promised a storm. 

One of Orion's arms was resting on her lower back, the other folded behind his head. His breathing was deep, and his brows were pulled down in a small frown.

Mo didn't know what time it was, but she felt rested. After her mate had come over at her request, she'd fallen asleep almost immediately. She slowly climbed off of him, and headed to her bathroom where she brushed her teeth then washed her face before returning back to bed and her position on Orion's chest, though she was hungry. She just wanted to lay with him for a little bit longer.

About twenty minutes later, Mo decided it was time to go and find something to eat. She sat up once more, but didn't make it far. Orion's other arm came down to her hip when she moved, and his eyes shot open, looking up at her with bags under her eyes. His hair was all over his head.

"Where are you going?"

After hearing the gravely tone of his voice, she didn't want to go anywhere.

Orion squeezed her hips as he waited for an answer. Mo cleared her throat, suddenly becoming aware of the man lying beneath her. At some point in the night, he'd taken off his shirt. The ink on his chest looked better than it did the last time she'd seen it. Her mouth started to water. Orion's eyes lowered, the blue in them darkening as he watched her. She could feel him hardening against her, and his hands slid down to her ass , pulling her lower half down and more flush against her.

Deep in her belly, lust started to awaken and heat her whole body as she tried to fight through it to answer his question. Doing so was harder than it should been when she felt the familiar ache of her fangs starting to lower. It was then that she noticed how dry her throat felt. She'd been ignoring it for months, and the source that she had been wanting to feed her was right under her. She wouldn't be able to wait much longer, but in that moment, she knew that between her throat burning and her stomach growling, blood was going to take precedent over food.

"I wanted something to eat."

Orion's eyes were already focused on her mouth, and she could tell the moment that he noticed her fangs. He looked confused when he asked, "Y-You drink blood?"

In his house, when she'd threatened to drain him, he must have thought that she was bluffing.

"Yes," Mahogany murmured as she shifted on top of him, "I've been thirsty for months, but I didn't want to drink from anybody else. I thought I'd be able to wait a while longer, but I can't. It might hurt a little at first, but it's not bad."

She wasn't asking. She knew he'd give it to her, a thought she never imagined passing through her mind.

Orion seemed genuinely surprised at the idea of her drinking from him.

"It'll feel good," Her voice was husky, and she hadn't realized how she was already leaning down, her eyes no longer on his face, but the side of Orion's neck where she could see his pulse beating, "I promise."

He didn't say anything, and she took that as him giving her permission, so she closed the small gap of space between them, then pressed her nose against his neck. His subtle herbal, woody scent filled her nose, and Mo couldn't resist any longer. She opened her mouth, then found herself pressing an open-mouthed kiss to that same area she'd been focused on. Orion groaned under her, squeezing her ass, and finally, finally, she sunk her fangs into his flesh.