Standing there in a grey vest and dress pants was my vampire. All elegance and danger.
Alic snarled, his arms tightening around my waist like steel bands as he yanked me back so hard I yelped.
“Who the fuck are you?” he roared.
Fair question.
“He’s a new member,” I answered coolly, trying to keep the situation calm. “A valued one.”
Alic wasn’t buying it.
“What the fuck do you want?” he snapped, voice sharp with possessive rage.
The vampire stepped forward, undeterred. With one tug of the strings down the front of my corset, his gaze locked on mine, silver eyes burning.
“I want her to take responsibility for what she’s done.”
And the way he said it? Sent a thrill right through me.
I made a snap decision. Lifting my arm toward him, palm up, vein pulsing with invitation, I met Lucus' starving gaze. “Then take your penance,” I said softly. “Go ahead.”
His eyes dropped to my wrist, gaze sharpening like a predator spotting prey. He took my hand, cradling it almost reverently, and ran his thumb over the delicate stretch of skin there, feeling the rhythm of my pulse, the heat beneath the surface. I could see what was inside him, his craving warring with his self-control.
Behind me, Alic’s irritated voice broke through. “Aniyah! Are you just going to?—”
I snapped my head toward him, something feral snapping into place. “Who told you to stop?!”
His arm twitched around my waist like he might resist, might challenge me, but when I clenched down and gave a sharp shake of my hips, a reminder that he was still buried deep inside me, he gave in. His next thrust was slow, deep, punishing. A deliberate tease. I guessed that was my punishment, but I didn’t care. Not when Lucus was looking at me like I was everything he’d ever hungered for.
A sudden burn flared at the small of my back, but I shoved it away. That could wait. Everything could wait except this.
His lips hesitant velvet, Lucus kissed the inside of my wrist, soft, slow, then up my arm, dragging heat in a line over my skin. My body arched instinctively, nipples hardening, blood rushing to every nerve ending. It was maddening how soft he was, how unbearably gentle in contrast to the chaos around us. Over my shoulder he went, then up the column of my neck, each press of his mouth sending little jolts through me like sparks igniting in a line.
I let myself fall back onto Alic. His breath was coming out in short bursts against my spine, each exhale fanning the flames already dancing in my veins. I was pinned between two storms.
I felt Lucus’ breath at my chest, but he didn’t bite right away. No. The bastard played.
His lips closed around my nipple, drawing it into his mouth, tongue circling with excruciating precision. I whimpered, one hand clinging to Alic’s thigh to stay upright. Then his fangs sank into the soft swell of my breast, just beneath the curve.
The moment his fangs pierced skin, my entire body detonated.
Pleasure surged through me, lightning-fast and dangerous, hitting every corner of my body. I gasped, my stomach contracting so violently it felt like an orgasm without touch. My heart thundered. Every beat of it pulled more of me into his mouth, feeding him my essence, my lust, my desire.
But I was greedy. I wanted more, wanted it all. Wanted to turn these men into beasts that matched my own.
I ripped my arm out of Alic’s grip, threading my fingers into Lucus’ silver-streaked hair and yanking his face harder into my chest, holding him there like I’d never let him go. His lips were wet with blood and spit, but he moaned like I was his salvation. He dug in deeper, making it hurt, but the pain was just the slice of reality I needed.
Alic groaned behind me, one hand gripping my hip tighter as he thrust up again, this time deeper. I couldn’t tell where one sensation ended and the other began. With the stretch, the bite, the feeling of beingdevouredfrom the inside out, my pleasure blurred into something bigger than the body could hold.
Something cracked inside me. Somethingwild.
Without warning, I shoved Lucus back. His fangs tore from my skin with a painful, wet pop, leaving blood trailing down my chest. He looked dazed, drunk on me. Alic barely had time to react before I kicked my legs back, hitting his thigh and making him stumble with a grunt.
I didn’t wait.
I bolted for the door, heart hammering, body still trembling with aftershocks. I threw one look over my shoulder, my voice pure challenge, pure heat.
“Catch me if you want your fill, or else you can just starve.” I really was a heartless bitch.
