He smirked, and his dimples emerged.
I gently poked my finger into one of them. “It’s these babies. And I’m a sucker for asshole men.”
He cupped my breasts. “You say the sweetest things. So you’re only attracted to me for my dimples and asshole ways?” He fake pouted. “Not my dick?”
I sucked my bottom lip in between my teeth as I grabbed his cock through the fabric of his jeans. “Maybe.”
“Careful, baby doll. I have no problem fucking you right here.”
“Tease,” I returned.
In a flash, he was on his feet with me in his arms. Then he set me on the small counter to the right of the sink. “Not much to take off.” He lifted my hospital gown.
I swatted at him. “I haven’t had a shower.”
He snarled, raising an eyebrow. “You’re assuming I’m about to eat you.”
It was my turn to pout. “You’re not?”
He chuckled as his fangs lowered.
My stomach dipped as butterflies flapped their wings, and I opened my legs like a puppy who wanted her belly rubbed.
He leaned in and licked a path from my collarbone to my ear. “Tell me what you want, Layla. Tell me you want me as badly as I want you.”
I gripped his silky hair then guided his head down to my breasts, where he tugged a nipple with his teeth. Damn hospital gown was in the way.
I whimpered. “We shouldn’t do this here.” With the exception of Jordyn and me, I would guess that everyone in the building was a vampire, which meant sharp hearing.
He ignored me as he kissed his way down to my inner thigh.
I opened my legs as wide as I could.
Then Jordyn called my name, and Sam froze.
I sighed. “I’ll be right out.”
The door was ajar since Sam had torn the knob off. Jordyn peeked in. “Oh. Never mind. I’ll wait out here.”
Obviously flustered and with beads of sweat on his brow, Sam straightened. “You and I are leaving town for a couple of days.” He eyed the door. “Alone.”
I opened my mouth to speak, ready to tell him he couldn’t order me around, when he snarled at me.
I flipped him off. “You don’t own me, vampire.”
A slow wolfish grin emerged on his face as he brushed his lips over mine. “How many times do I have to tell you? You’re mine, Layla.” Then he rubbed my stomach in gentle strokes. “Baby or not. You. Are. Mine.” He emphasized each word in his last statement.
Delicious shivers racked my body at the huskiness in his voice and the conviction in his tone.
We locked eyes. The sounds around me diminished as a dull noise pounded in my ears. I swallowed what felt like a ball of fur, searching for some snarky retort that I couldn’t find. So I bit his lip, drawing blood.
He chuckled. “You and I are going to have a great time in Maine.”
I stuck out my chin, staring at the blood. “Not happening. I’m going with Jordyn. She needs me with her.”Liar.
He didn’t bat an eye. Instead, he palmed the back of my head as he leaned and brushed his mouth over my ear. “Stop fighting what you’re feeling. Your lust is gripping my balls. Your desire is off the charts, and your heartbeat is racing with excitement at the thought of you and me alone. Do whatever you need to do today, but come morning, your sweet, gorgeous ass will be in my Jeep… with me.” After a hard and fast kiss that took my breath away, he left, melting me into a pile of mush.
I adjusted my gown and closed my legs as Jordyn came in, brown eyes bright and appearing less downtrodden than earlier. “See, he loves you. You two make a great pair.”
