“I hunger, Riley.” He nuzzled her hair aside and inhaled, taking as much of her in as he could. He knew he could bite her and be swallowing her down even at the thought, but forcibly taking from her didn’t sit right. He wanted her to give willingly.
“I’m not a blood bank, nachzehrer,” she growled back and propped herself up on her elbows on top of him.
She’d put on a side light at some point, because he could see her clearly. And her glower only aroused him more.
“Then why don’t you give me your body and I’ll do my best to keep my teeth to myself?”
“What ifIwant to bite?”
He stiffened all over, desire flushing him from head to toe. “You want to bite me?”
“Maybe.”
Was she flirting with him? She had a playful note in her voice, and she had yet to move from on top of him. She had to feel his cock digging into her belly. Hell, he could feel every breath and movement she made. The delicious pleasure-pain of needing and remaining unfulfilled excited him unbearably.
“I want to come inside you,” he blurted. “Many times.”
She tilted her head, considering him. “Just because we fooled around doesn’t mean you get what you want.”
“I could just take it,” he said, staring into her eyes with the cold-blooded nature of his kind. He wanted her to see the predator she lay on top of, to know exactly what she was dealing with.
To his delight, she grinned. “You could try. And I could rip out your throat. Want to see who’s faster?”
He groaned. “You make me so hard.” He showed her his throat before he could think about what he was doing. “Go on. Rip it out.”
She blinked. “What?”
“My throat. Take my flesh between your teeth. Bite me, berserker.” He shuddered, so aroused he feared coming too soon. And that had never, ever, happened before.
Riley frowned. “You want me to taste you?”
“Fuck, yes,” he hissed.
She stared at him in shock but didn’t flinch when he hugged her tighter and ground up against her belly. “I... you’re a vampire.”
“And you’re lycan. So what?” He could smell her need. How the hell was she resisting its lure?
“If we have sex, you could impregnate me.”
Yes.The idea rocked him, and he stilled. “I would have to mate you first.”Yes, mate her. Mine. Forever.
“Oh.” She blew out a breath, and the scent of sweet lycan washed over him, making him oblivious to everything but her. She smiled. “Then we’re safe from babies.”
“Sure. Safe.” Kind of.
Riley looked into his eyes. Then she kissed him.
He kissed her back, ravenous. He had his hands full of her breasts, close to ripping the clothes off her body. He tried not to move too much, worried about coming. But Riley continued to writhe against him, licking into his mouth, her tongue stroking his fangs and making him half crazed with lust.
“You like that,” she murmured and licked him again. She buried her hands in his hair, holding his head as she took charge of the kiss. Her demanding nature had him panting, and he spurted a little against his belly.
“Gonna come,” he managed and lost it when she snaked a hand between them and squeezed.
He groaned long and loud as she pumped him, his release pooling on his belly while she sat up over him and continued to milk him dry.
“You have a pretty cock, vampire.” She grinned down at him.
He lay there, his release staggering.
