A snarl creeps up my chest, and I’m in front of her in an instant, grabbing her throat. I slam her back against a wall, crowding her space, as a voice I don’t recognize leaves me. “I’d much rather die than let anything happen to you. If anyone so much as lays a finger on you, they’ll lose at least that finger if not far,farmore.”
Her scent consumes me, arousal coursing through her at an intense rate, and I’m struggling not to slide my hand between her perfect thighs, to feel how wet she is. “You’re going to be the absolute death of me, my little relic.”
“Do it. Kiss me. Touch me, Avyanna. I want you to lose control.”
My resolve snaps, and my lips crash onto hers. She moans into my mouth as I release her neck, moving my hands down to her thighs. I lift her off the floor, and she wraps herself around me. Having her in my arms like this feels like a heaven I know I don’t deserve.
Without having to look, I take her back to the bedroom and lay her on the bed, breaking our kiss so I can trail light kisses acrossher jaw to her neck. Her legs unravel from around my waist, while her hands tangle in my hair, not wanting to let me go yet. The most delicious sounds leave her lips, urging me along.
I lift my lips from her skin for a moment and whisper, “I need you to tell me if I’m hurting you or if you’re feeling drained at all. Once I start taking from you, it’s going to be hard for me to stop.”
Her back bows. “As long as you keep going, you can have as much as you want.”
“Roxi,” I growl.
She whines and fists my hair, trying to push my lips back to her skin. “Please keep going.”
“Fuck. Just… tell me if I’m hurting you.”
“Fine,” she grumbles.
My lips return to her neck, and my canines elongate, dying to sink into her flesh. Surprise flickers through me when I’m able to stop myself from giving in to the urge. Sliding my hands under her shirt, I palm her breasts for a moment before I encourage her to sit up and pull the shirt off.
A groan rumbles in my throat. “Your body is fucking perfection.”
She rolls her eyes and falls back against the bed. “I’m sure you’ve seen better in your lifetime.”
I shake my head, running my fingertips over her smooth skin, making her shiver. “None of them has ever compared to yours.”
“Whatever you say.”
The corner of my lips tips up. “You’re learning quickly.”
“I just want you to keep going. It feels so good when you touch me—unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.”
My fingers reach the hem of her shorts, and I slip them under the band, playing with the sensitive skin there. “This is just the beginning.”
“Get on with it then.”
“Watch that mouth,” I say, my gaze turning severe.
“What are you going to do if I don’t?”
I hum and lean down to whisper in her ear. “I’ll start by tying you up, putting a vibrator in your pussy on the lowest setting—which we know won’t get you close in the least—and making you watch as I get myself off.”
She bites her lip as she looks into my eyes. “Is that all?”
“Depends on how much of a brat you want to be.”
She bucks her hips and tries to grind her core against me.
I tsk. “You’re being very naughty.”
“I’m very impatient. Don’t act like you don’t want this as much as I do right now.”
“I hate that you already know that’s true.”
Her hands slide under my shirt, and she glides her fingers over my skin like I’d done to her earlier. A moan slips past my lips while my eyes slam shut, focusing on the feel of her skin against mine.
