Emma's P.O.V

I was spent after the orgasm Regina gave me. She was now hovering over me, watching me closely, breathing in and out with me as my orgasm subdued. Which I found very considerate since she didn't need to breathe. I thought so from the beginning but I always saw her breathing so I didn't second guess it. Later she told me it's not really necessary for her. I turned my head to the side, offering her my vein. I knew how hungry she got during sex. It wasn't real hunger for blood anymore; it was hunger for more of me. To have me in any way she could.

"Oh dear, that is very tempting," she moaned. But instead of the sharp pain I was bracing myself for, she just ran her tongue along my vein down to my collar bone. "But there is a vein that I prefer more," she whispered.

She then trailed her fangs down my body. She didn't break the skin but it surely would leave a scratch. I was getting goosebumps where her fangs traveled.

When she reached her destination she not so gently spread my legs. She kissed my thigh first, I knew now she was mapping my skin with her mouth. She could feel the blood pulsing inside my veins against her tongue. She was also giving me a hint of where to expect the penetration. It helped me to relax more.

I was already wet from our first round and the fact that I'd be bitten soon just added to the sensation. There was something so animalistic about Regina feeding on me. I felt one more lick of the tongue and I knew what's coming.

She penetrated my skin with her fangs while thrusting two fingers deep inside of me. I arched from bed with that sudden intrusion in both places. I moaned her name from pain and pleasure and my hand went into her hair by reflex. She loved when I pushed her fangs deeper inside of me. She once said to be careful with that, though. She never wanted to hurt me.

She started to pump her fingers at a fast pace while feasting on me. Her thumb worked on my clit and I was getting close. She could feel that from my blood that was still pouring into her mouth.

When she retracted her fangs I nearly sobbed from the loss. I wanted more of her as she always wanted more of me. Her bloody mouth attacked my clit, sucking, circling while her fingers slammed into me as fast as she could go.

I clenched my fist in her hair, my other hand gripping the sheets. I exploded onto her fingers while screaming her name. If she didn't hold my hips with her free hand I would probably have gone as high as the sky. I was shaking uncontrollably with the aftermath of my orgasm. When I was able to open my eyes I saw Regina still between my legs finishing the show of licking her fingers clean.

"I just love all your fluids, my dear," she smirked again and I urged her to get to me and kiss me. Long ago I got used to the taste of myself mixed with blood. It didn't bother me anymore. Not from her lips. Not from her tongue.

"I thought you love to feel my orgasm while feeding on me. You said it tastes amazing in my blood," I asked and flipped her over.

She locked her arms around my neck and pushed me down to kiss her again. "We still have time for that, my love. It was dangerous to drink from that vein and let you orgasm. Your body might spasm and I might hurt you. Worry not, I will taste your orgasm later tonight," she smirked and flipped us again with mischievous grin on her face. "Or maybe now."

Regina's POV

Laying next to my completely spent wife was more than I could have ever asked for. I will never take it for granted. I knew Emma got out of her comfort zone for me. Sure, she eventually came to love it but if she hadn't even given me the opportunity to show her how amazing it could be, there was nothing I could have done about that.

I still sometimes wonder when I got so lucky but Emma just silences me with kisses or touches or simply with her smile. She still claims she is the lucky one. Oh my sweet Swan, you have no idea. Even though we are now officially Swan Mills I still sometimes call her Swan because that's what she is. My loyal swan.

Emma moved a bit in her sleep and exposed her neck. I healed the scar she was left with from her teens long ago. I knew she hated it and when I asked her if I could heal it, she nearly cried with adoration. You would do that for me? She asked. My silly swan. I would do anything for you. Anything. I replied back then. And the more I am with her, the more I would do for her.

"Gina, I can hear your thoughts… please just go to sleep?" Emma mumbled half dead from exhaustion.

"Actually, my love, you can't hear them. Humans can't hear minds," I chuckled.

"Yea about that… I don't want to be a human anymore. I cannot die, Gina. Not without you."

"We've talked about this. I have magic, I'll keep you young and beautiful and very much alive as long as you're near me," I leaned over and kissed her. I knew such spells couldn't work on further distance.

"You can really do that?" she asked.

"Mmmh. You think I would let you die on me? Never," I reassured her and kissed her temple. "Go back to sleep, my love. I know you are exhausted."

"You would be too after so many orgasms," she mumbled into my neck.

"I can't say I'm sorry," I chuckled.

"I know you're not," she answered and was out again.

I watched her sleep for few moments before I drifted off.

Content.

A/N:

This is it :)
I really want to apologize for this work. I know it's not the best. Next time I'll work on my own pace.
Thanks again applesaday for being my beta on this work. I'm super grateful you didn't drop out on me ;)