“Fuck,” he breathed, his nose coming right up to my lips, “you justhadto tease me.”
His other hand drifted up, fingers curling under my chin, forcing me to turn my head. He licked the blood from my lips and pumped his fingers harder, deeper, over and over until I could barely breathe. My wolf fangs slid out, creating a fresh slice across my mouth before I retracted them. He groaned at the sight of the ruby red liquid running down the side of my mouth.
Smiling up at him, lips smeared crimson, I counted the seconds. He stared for one long breath then lunged, devouring me in a kiss so hungry I thought he might swallow me whole. Tongues tangled. Lips bruised.
His thumb found my clit just as he pushed a third finger inside my soaking cunt. I whimpered, grinding against his hand. The way he moved, relentless, claiming, made it nearly impossible to think.
I wanted more.Neededmore.
Reaching behind me, I found his cock, already hard and twitching. I stroked him once, then positioned it between my ass cheeks, thrusting back in rhythm with his hand. He growled. His teeth caught my bottom lip as he sucked at the closing wound, drinking me in.
That was all it took. My core clenched around his fingers, and I moaned, loud, guttural, as I gushed around him.
“Oh, fuck, Nova,” he rasped. “I can smell your arousal from here. It'ssosweet.”
He pulled his hand from my pants and licked each finger clean with a satisfied sigh. “I have so much more I want to do to you.”
My legs trembled as I leaned into him.
“Let’s take this somewhere else,” he whispered, voice thick with promise. “Somewhere we can enjoy each other to the fullest.”
My mind clouded with lust, I nodded, needing more ofeverything. More orgasms. More of him taking control. I didn’t want to think. I just wanted to feel.
Just as he took my hand and led me off the dance floor, my phone buzzed. Reluctantly, I pulled it from my pants. My calendar alarm rang, reminding me the fight was starting in twenty minutes.
Shit.Fuckingshit.
I yanked back on Liam’s hand, grimacing. Of course, duty would callnow.
“I’m sorry,” I panted, motioning to my phone. His gaze became confused.
“I need to go.” I leaned in to kiss his lips one last time, dragging my tongue across the last trace of my blood on his mouth before pulling away. This was always meant to be just fun, and now it was time for work. He could understand that, right?
As I turned, buttoning my pants and scanning the crowd for Aniyah, Liam reappeared in front of me, holding up his phone.
“Is there a square that says‘stood up by the woman of your dreams’?”
My heart flopped as I replayed ‘woman of your dreams’ over and over in my head. No one, not a single person had ever evenhintedat me being the woman of their dreams. I didn't know how to react to that. “I’m sorry.” I winced, knowing how that sounded. “I already had this planned, and now I’m late. It’s… something I can’t miss.”
He lifted his phone again, sounding a little desperate now. “What about after? Or tomorrow? I’d really like to see you again.”
I had to admit, I wanted that too… but thiswassupposed to be a one-time thing. No strings. No attachments.
Still… the way he looked at me wasn’t like the others. The men who glared with annoyance, others with rage, the older ones whose eyes were filled with pity or doubt. Liam looked at me like I waswanted… and I liked it.
Snatching his phone before I could overthink it, I punched in my number and handed it back.
“I don’t knowwhenI’ll have time,” I said, “but I’ll let you know. Okay?”
He nodded, smiling wide enough to flash fang.Damn, he was cute.
Nodding goodbye, I made my way toward the bar where Aniyah was downing a drink… alone.
“Hey.” I tapped her shoulder, and she turned around, grinning.
“Hey!I saw you with the vampire,” she said, brows wiggling. “Very nice. Very nice.”
I glanced around her, not acknowledging what she said. “Where’s your wolf?”
