Page 157 of Dance of Monsters


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“Stop what?”

“Being so fucking tempting all the time,” he says darkly. “You’re like a little bunny rabbit bathing in goddamn blood in front of a wolf.” He shakes his head slowly. “How thefuckhave you not been devoured by the world yet?”

“Because I’ve stayed away from wolves like you,” I say quietly.

The second the words leave my lips, I shiver as his fingers wrap around my throat, his lips curling into a dark smile.

“No youhaven’t,” he growls with a hint of amusement. “You arevery muchcaught in my jaws, Evelina Nikitin.”

Heat pools in my core as he pulls me tight against his strong body, looming over me and sucking the air from my lung with his beautiful icy gaze.

“If nothing else, you’restillmy Acolyte. And until you say that goddamn safe word, princess?” He lowers his face to mine until we’re so close we're breathing the same air. “You’re still fucking mine.”

My eyes lock with his.

“Sosay it,” he growls against my lips. “Just fucking say it.”

Part of me wants to, so badly.

But he’s not playing fair.

He’s too close.

He’s too tempting.

Too consuming, and his lips aretoo fucking electrifyingas they hover a millimeter from mine.

The seconds tick by.

And by.

And I say nothing.

Vaughn’s fingers tighten on my pulse points as I melt against him.

“Too late now, princess.”

His lips close the distance, searing a brutal, claiming, possessive and punishing kiss against mine.

“Now,” he growls against my mouth as I shiver against him. “You’re going to get on your fucking knees, and?—”

“No.”

His brow furrows as I pull back from him, hugging my arms around my middle as I shake my head.

“I…Iwantthat,” I say quietly. “I mean Ireallywant that, and all the other madness you bring.”

My throat bobs thickly.

“But I need more, Vaughn.”

His eyes narrow as his jaw ticks.

“More would destroy you,” he finally murmurs. “I can’t give you more.”

I wince. “Then I don’t know what happens now.”

His mouth thins to a line. “Well, I think I do.”