“Not for our first time,” he whispers back. “Let me keep my sense of chivalry.”
“Then you’d better fuck me so hard I see stars, vampire,” I growl.
“As you wish.” Augustin’s eyes are locked on mine, glowing from the light of the vines, then he bends his head to my nipple. His cool lips dance over my skin as he gently licks and sucks, and all the while his naughty vines stroke me closer and closer to the edge.
He moves to the other breast, and the dance of the vines grows frantic. He scrapes the tip of his fangs over my nipple, and I am gone, gone, gone, spiralling down into an orgasm that leaves me shaking.
Flickering lights dance in my eyes, bringing me back to reality, back to him. It still feels like a dream. Augustin slides his hands down my back, lifting me off him and cradling me in his tendrils so that my neck rests on the back of the driver’s seat and my legs hook over his shoulders, my core pushed right into his face.
“Ever since I tasted your petals, I longed for another sup,” he whispers, pressing his lips to my throbbing centre.
I can’t help but laugh, my body shaking at his words. “Petals? Is that what you’re calling my pussy? How very Victorian of you.”
He frowns. “I could use cunt. Would you prefer that?”
I never thought I’d hear that word from Augustin Durant’s lips. It’s so filthy, so forbidden, that it makes me arch towards him.
He makes a long swipe of his tongue against my aching pussy. I shiver at the touch.
“You can call it whatever you want as long as you keep doing that,” I murmur.
He grins, exposing his fangs as his tendrils wrap around my thighs, holding my legs open, tugging apart my pussy lips. His mouth wraps around my clit, sucking hard, driving me closer to the edge.
I gasp, my hips rising to meet his awaiting mouth. My second orgasm slams into me, catching me completely off-guard.
“I’m sorry… I should have warned you,” I mutter.
His golden eyes stay locked on mine as he speaks, “Never apologise for that, Komal. Your arousal is exquisite. Best thing I’ve ever tasted.”
“Even better than my blood?” I ask.
He stills. “I haven’t tasted that yet.”
“Do you want to?” I whisper, knowing I’m walking a very thin line, but with my pussy pulsing and seeing the hunger in his eyes, I’m willing to risk it all.
“You are tempting me with these questions,” he growls. “I am a man who needs you to live. I won’t bite you.”
“Why not?”
“Because once I taste you, I will never be able to give you up, and there is still so much that is unsettled between us.” His eyes bore into mine. “About the election. I wish I hadn’t made that speech. I only wanted to push you away, because of the husker—”
“As evil schemes go, Durant, it wasn’t your best.” I shrug, pretending the memory of it doesn’t cut me open. “You’ll have to do more than that to get rid of me.”
“We may only have this moment. I don’t want to bind us together when…”
“… when we put each other in danger,” I finish. “But we killed Kael.”
“Yes, but the husker is after me. And now I know that it’s personal. Especially while you’re a human, you’re not safe around me.”
“Maybe I don’t want to be human anymore.”
He makes that delicious groan again. “You don’t know what you’re saying.”
“I do. All I know is that I want to be with you. And I can protect the people I love a hell of a lot better if I’m a vampire.” I wiggle my hips. “We’re not all as precious about our humanity as Winnie.”
“I’m not biting you tonight, and as for the Kiss, it’s something we can debate vigorously later.” His fingers dig into my thighs like he can’t stand it a moment longer. “But know that as I enter you, as I lick and suck your skin, the very scent of your blood is driving me to ruin.”
“Then do it, take me,” I murmur, reaching between us and cupping him through his trousers. My fingers trace the length of him, bringing back the thrill (and slight terror) of the debate, when I first felt how huge he is. “I want all of this, all of you.”