Sitting back, he ran his gaze over her body, relaxed and sprawled out on the bed in front of him.
“Good,” Nova said, patting his thigh with a clumsy hand. “Very thanks.”
He chuckled at her loss of language skills, feeling proud that he’d caused that.
“That’s one,” he murmured, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it off over his head.
“One?” she croaked, her half-open eyes working hard to focus on him.
“Yes, one,” he said, tossing his shirt aside. “I want at least two more.”
***
Nova
She might’ve laughed at his outrageous words, but she was caught by his wicked grin that showed off a hint of fang. He was so damn handsome it took her breath away. She hadn’t let herself notice that earlier because he was the bad guy, but now she couldn’t deny it. Except for the fact that he’d purchased her and wouldn’t let her get away, she liked everything about him.
The way he looked, smelled, felt, and cared for her was enticing beyond belief. If it was only him, she’d be happy to stay for as long as she was happy. Unfortunately she couldn’t be sure there wasn’t some kind of nefarious plan going on behind the scenes. There’d been offers to buy her in the past and she’d found out what her price was. It was highly unlikely any one individual would ever be able to buy her. She was much too expensive.
Only a group or company would be able to buy her, not some lowly errand boy.
“I’m not sure about being able to do that again,” she murmured. Her body felt like a wrung-out rag!
“We’ll see,” he said. He dropped his hands on either side of her body and leaned down.
She thought he’d start rutting into her now. Except he was still wearing his pants!
“When given a delicacy, one doesn’t gobble it down, they savor it,” he murmured.
Then his lips were on her right breast, sucking her nipple into his hot, wet mouth. She couldn’t believe that her body was so ready to be wound up again after that soul-shattering orgasm.
Every tug of his mouth sent ripples of pleasure down her spine. When he shifted his weight so he could massage her other breast with his hand, her brain went haywire.
Too many sensations were trying to move through her system at the same time. She wanted to stop but also keep going. She’d never known anything like this before.
How could a body feel this way and not combust?
He switched which nipple he was sucking on a few times. Each time was as if he was starting fresh, the sensation building instead of getting stale. When she wasn’t sure she could take much more, he abandoned her breasts altogether and went for her neck. He sank his fangs into her flesh, not enough to pierce skin, but the sensation exploded through her body.
“Miran,” she moaned. “Please.”
She wasn’t sure what she was begging for. More touch? Less touch?
Miran moved his mouth to a different spot and nipped her skin again. He did it several more times before she couldn’t take it anymore. Her body felt taut with need, and it made her suddenly cranky.
She grabbed hold of his head and forced him up so she could look him in the face. “More!”
Getting up on his knees, he pulled her hands away from his face and pressed them into the bed over her head.
“Don’t worry, I’m going to give you everything.” His voice was deeper than normal, and his expression intense.
She tugged at her hands, and he let go. “I want it right now,” she demanded.
When he moved backwards to slip off the bed, she wanted to whine, only to realize what he was doing. Sitting up, she watched him pull off his pants, revealing the rest of his body for her eyes to feast on.
He was beautiful! His body was covered in muscles, reminding her of one of the circus workers who threw the acrobats high into the air.
Her eyes settled on his cock, thick, long, and standing up proud. Her mouth watered. The urge to lick and taste him was strong. She wanted to suck on him like he was candy. She was going to scoot to the end of the bed to draw him into her mouth, but he was quick to kneel back down on the bed.
