Her Unexpected Mate

Piper took a deep breath. "Should I feed you?" she asked, her heart was quickening, remembering what happened last time and not wanting a repeat performance.
"If you want to. You're safe with me. I won't do what I did last time," he said, refering to how he had taken so much from her. He lowered his lips on her shoulder and began kissing her softly.
"Will it hurt like last time?" she asked, embarrassed at the question and starting to feel like prey on a dinner table.
"Only for a moment and then I'm told it feels quite pleasurable. The first time only hurts throughout becuase it initiates the blood bond, although I've been told it's less painful when both partners are Vampire," he said, his lips slowly making their way toward her neck. "You're trembling, Piper," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her to his uncovered chest in a warm embrace.
"I'm afraid," she said softly, her voice barely audible. His arms tightened around her in what could be felt as both comforting and trapping. His hands were holding her wrists to her stomach.
"Don't be," he said, his mouth against her neck now, and his body moving behind her on the bed. "I won't lose control," he promised.
Piper's heart was hammering inside her chest. Fear threatening to consume her.
'Don't be afraid, Piper,' Tristan said to her. 'It's still me here,'
"Ok," Piper resigned, still fighting the urge to run and hide. Glad in a way that he was behind her so she couldn't see his fangs get longer. She would've definetly ran in that case.
'Don't move,' Tristan said, mentally before she felt him open his mouth against her neck, his sharp fangs lingering against her skin, allowing her one last chance to deny him.
She didn't.