While Hugo abandoned us, Danzig sat up with a jaw-cracking yawn. “Goddamn, I’m starving!”
I remembered Marduk mentioning that Danzig would need to eat a lot. “There's food downstairs.”
“I want more than food,” he murmured, his voice dropping into a sexy, gravelly tone.
This was the first time lust hit me so hard and so fast. Were my panties suddenly wet? That never happened!
Danzig’s nostrils flared. “You like the idea of being my feast.”
Something weird happened, and I wasn’t able to make a single sound. Me, the person who always had something to say. The one who won all the competitions in debate club. I was completely without words!
He lifted a hand and slipped it around the back of my neck. The pressure was only slight, but I let him guide my face to his.
“Let’s start here.”
Our lips touched, and I swore there was an electric shock. It went from our lips and down my spine, making me jerk a little. I opened my mouth, letting his tongue invade.
Heat flooded my system and my clit throbbed, desperate to be touched. My hips moved on their own, searching for something to press my needy sex against. Danzig moved his free hand between my legs and pressed.
There might have been a layer of denim and thin cotton between his hand and my needy clit, but his touch still felt hot. He rubbed in just the right place.
I moaned, overwhelmed with sensation. How did this feel so good? We weren’t even naked!
Danzig suddenly withdrew his hand and ended the kiss. Sitting up, he scooted away from me. Deprived of his sudden warmth, I shivered.
“Wha…?” I stumbled over even that one single word.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
I still didn’t understand. “Huh?”
“I didn’t have your permission,” he explained. He licked his lips, and my eyes were drawn to his mouth. I wanted to kiss some more, damn it.
“Permission granted,” I mumbled, crawling closer to him and putting my face to his.
He looked hopeful, but cautious. “Are you sure? Because for our first time, Marduk should be here.”
The reminder that there was another person in the condo who wanted to claim me as a “mate” was like a bucket of cold water.
“Please, let me call him in here,” Danzig begged. “We’ll make you feel so good.”
I shook my head and moved off the bed. My body moved slowly, as if fighting me to stay close to Danzig.
Struggling against my instinct for pleasure was a new experience. I’d always thought I had basically no sex drive because I’d never felt the level of passion in the novels I liked to read. Except maybe it wasn’t me, it was the partners I’d been with.
None of them were world serpents. Who knew that was going to be my kink?
I almost snorted at that thought.
“Bec?”
While my thoughts were whirling, I’d been standing next to the bed staring at the tempting bulge barely contained by Danzig’s pants. My hand shook, wanting to peel back his jeans and reveal the flesh underneath.
Shoving my hands into my pockets, I shook my head and forced my eyes to meet his. Thankfully, there wasn’t any anger or hurt there, only gentle encouragement.
“Tell me what you need, please,” he whispered.
I was finally able to talk. “I can’t do this.”
