Page 142 of Hunger & Harmony

This hyper-awareness is different as a vampire. There’s no racing heart or quickened breath, but I still feel it. Deeper, even more ravenous than my bloodthirst. I want every inch of him; I want him to quell this fire between my thighs.

“Cadence,” he whispers, tone too measured for my liking.

“Yeah?” I reply sweetly, like I’m not feeling his desire swelling under my ass.

His grip on my hips tightens, maybe in an attempt to slow me, but all he succeeds in is guiding me.

“What is it?” I tease, and he groans quietly.

Even if he won’t do the talking, another part of him does. There aren’t enough layers between us to hide how he throbs against me.

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” he finally says, almost choked up. “Thought about every way I could have you.”

That leaves me dizzy, my desire spiraling hotter.

“I want you, too.”

My words shred the last of his resolve. I gasp when he lifts me, my back pushed into the bed where he just was.

“Just hearing that . . .” His gaze burns into mine. “Fuck, I can’t believe I get to call you mine.”

My wide eyes flutter shut when he slots between my legs, pressing himself against my clothed pussy.

“From the moment I saw you, smelled you,” he continues. “I want every part of you, Cadence. You’re mine, all mine.”

“Yours,” I say without hesitation, earning another groan.

This is different than last time. Our bond is completed, and we’re joined now as king and queen, husband and wife. I want this. I want him to claim me fully and let me feel every part of his devotion.

“I don’t wanna wait.”

I tug at the end of his shirt, and the black cotton disappears a moment later. He helps work me out of my own clothes, a pile gathered on the floor after we’re skin to skin.

I can’t help but drag my eyes down from his burning gaze, traveling over the scorpion and the thin, happy trail leading to his straining length. My tongue instinctively swipes over my lips as I stare.

“I’ve always been touted as a rake and a player, but my encounters don’t surpass counting on my hands,” he says, and I meet his electric gaze again. “I’m glad it’s only you now. I want to learn your body, Cadence. Map every inch of you until your pleasure is instinct.”

He leans down to kiss me, cock throbbing against my inner thigh. I shudder, whimpering against his lips.

“I want to mold your body to mine. Only I can please you,” he murmurs.

My clit throbs for attention, and as we kiss, I grind and angle my hips desperately. I’ve never wanted anything so badly. I can’t wait another moment.

“P-Please,” I stutter through a moan. “Niko, please.”

“What? Please, what, my love?”

I reach up, fingers finding his back and waist. I’m damn near clawing at him, needing him so much closer.

“Need you,” I whisper, frantic. “Love me, show me how much you love me.”

If he doesn’t stop looking at me like that without getting inside me, I’m on the verge of losing it.

When I feel his tip press against me, I let my head fall back. He’s still taking his time, but it’s not hesitation. He runs his cock against my folds, pressing to my clit. When my body jerks in response, a wanton grin pulls at his lips, and he slaps my clit with his cock.

“Fuck,” I whimper, nails digging into his back.

My thighs shake, and I buck against him. This teasing is making my head spin.