Her back hits the tree with a low groan that was immediately swallowed by the warmed mouth pressing greedily against her own.
They'd been driving only a few blocks away from where Juliette's car had ended up in her haste to find out the reason for the pain that had nothing to do with heartbreak washed over the yet-to-fade bond she shared with her hunter until Cal gave an insistent "Jules pull over" demand from the passenger seat had the legacy immediately doing as she was asked.
"Cal." Juliette tried again between heated kisses. "Cal." This time the name was only a gasped moan on the shorter teen's lips the same time a strong hand braced against her head as if to cage her when she was already unwilling to move.
Her hunter only growled low in her throat in answer just as she had when she'd stopped the stake from piercing the surprisingly steady heart of the one, she was now pinning so willingly against the tree trunk at the same time the newly turned vampire's teeth drag back up the tight cords of Juliette's throat.
"Cal you need to feed." Juliette reminded in another low groan when instead of biting down on the offered access to her maker's blood Cal's hands dive once more under the separating layers of clothes.
"What do you think I'm doing, right now?" Cal questioned dropping to her knees before the one who turned her.
Juliette whimpered feeling more than seeing her hunter's skilled fingers trailing so teasing over the dampened fabric of her underwear. "You know what I mean." The reminder came in a low mew of a breath as the legacy arched into the feather-light touch between her legs.
She was still unable to comprehend what the hell was going on. Cal was newly turned. Yet she seemed unphased by the want for blood as her brother had. She also couldn't have gotten over the understandable anger she'd held over finding out the unintended consequences of Juliette's attempt at giving her brother an honorable death.
"You're thinking too much." Cal decides
"You're in my head." Juliette groaned already missing those delicately teasing caresses of her hunter's hands against the building want between her legs.
Cal tisks already shaking her head in denial as her eyes lift to meet Juliette's own. "I just know you." She corrects her free hand reaching up to slide under her legacies shirt to scrap her nails down the soft skin of Jules's stomach.
"Oh yeah?" the legacy hummed in amusement. "So, you know what I'm thinking right now." Her vampire muses her face just a breath away from Cal's own.
"Hi." Cal whispers closing the small separating distance between them to rest her forehead against Juliette's.
"Hi." Jules echoes with a shy smile.
Then for all Cal knew they could have been back in that pantry with the covering pulse of music sounding outside the closed door as Jules's backed her up against the bracing tree back and Jules's lips pressing against her own.
But unlike their true first time, it wasn't Cal being bitten right when things grew what to others would be a little too intimate between them.
"Least you didn't stake me this time." Juliette sighed sagging gratefully against her hunter's steadying weight as the rest of her body hummed in quick afterglow as she licks away a few lingering drops of her own blood from Cal's lips as Cal herself lifts her hand from inside her girlfriend's shorts to lick away the evidence of just how much her legacy enjoyed what she'd just done to her coating her fingers.
Unfortunately, their intimate little bubble was soon burst by the screeching sounds of breaking tires than the warning slam of a car door.
"Calliope. Antigone. Burns."
Cal's panicked gaze snaps to Juliette's but for once her legacy seemed completely calm in the threat of the more seasoned hunter's anger.
"You trust me?"
This time Cal didn't hesitate as her lips pressed against Juliette's. "Forever." The newly turned hunter vows.
At this Cal swears her legacy purrs in her joy as the sound of Jack Burns's footfalls draws closer. The sweeping move of what was no doubt a silver-tipped spear in his hand making his newly turned vampire daughter shudder in honest panic. "Then follow me." Juliette encourages her hand so strong and grounding as it laces with Cal's own.