Another slow glide that was accompanied by a soft touch skating over my clitoris. So light. So gentle.
I sobbed.
I wanted it. It was right there.
What had made me think it was a good idea to use sex to distract this man?
In the game of seduction, Liam could have taught a master class while I was still just a student acquainting myself with the basics.
Liam scraped a fang along my shoulder, lapping up the bead of blood that rose and making me tremble.
“So stubborn,” he murmured.
He slammed into me, pinching my clit at the same time.
I fractured, coming apart at the seams. Black spots danced at the edges of my vision as Liam started moving inside me, faster and harder until he found his own release.
When it was over, I slumped in his hold. A rag doll deprived of bones.
“Shall we continue?” he rumbled.
My alarmed gaze met his. The devilish smile on his face made trepidation curl through me. I didn’t think my defenses would survive another round of that.
I darted forward to bury my fangs in Liam’s throat in a mirror of what he’d done to me. His groan of pleasure was followed by the flex of his cock as he hardened inside me.
The moment his blood hit my mouth, I realized the mistake I’d made.
Blood and lust were a potent combination. Never more so than when I was with Liam.
A frenzy descended.
I was lost. A creature of lust and sensation.
I had no memory of how we got from the shower to the bed. Just the feel of soft sheets against my skin, our bodies tangled together as one climax blurred into the next.
The storm didn’t calm for hours. When I finally regained control of my faculties, fang marks dotted my body. In additionto the ones on either side of my throat, there were more in the crook of each arm. Several on my thighs near my groin. A few on my breast.
Liam hadn’t fared any better.
My inner vampire had marked him well and good. The sight of my bites filled me with a satisfaction and pleasure I chose not to examine too closely.
Liam lay on his back next to me, his eyes closed. “As nice as this distraction was, you never did answer my question.”
“Maybe you should take the hint then.”
I pulled the covers over me, nestling deeper into their comforting embrace and inhaling deeply. His and my scent intermingled, embedded in the fabric.
Mmm. Yummy.
Liam opened his eyes, pinning me with a look. “Aileen.”
“Liam,” I mocked.
“This is not a game.”
I pushed the covers away from my face, a little irritated all of a sudden. “Check your phone, Lover. Any missed calls?”
The faint tightening around his eyes brought a humorless smile to my face. Gotcha.
