Caressed by a Crimson Moon (Rulers of Darkness) Read Online Free PDF Page B

about, trapping her with his body. His hands slammed into the wall, cracking the wood, on either side of her head.
    “Little girls should not wander alone in the dark.”
    She closed her eyes and swallowed hard. His voice, it was dark, threatening—pure sex. He leaned his head down, his lips brushed her ear and, God help her, she shivered. Whether it was from fear or something entirely sexual, she did not know. Confusion, terror, and desire fought for control of her brain, as she remained pinned between the large, solid male and the wall.
    “Bad things prowl in the dark,” he whispered against her ear and Eva’s knees went weak. His words were heavily accented, his voice deep. It echoed with evil and laced with lust. “Bad things, like me.”
    Eva tried to speak, knowing she should demand he release her, or scream, but nothing came.
    One of his hands dropped from the wall to encircle her wrist, the pad of his thumb gently brushed over her erratically beating pulse.
    “Your scent,” he said, his voice rough, the sound sending waves of need crashing over her.
    His fingers lightly traced up her arm to cup her nape, tickling her sensitive flesh.
    Eva’s breathing grew shallow as her body began to burn.
    Desire?
    Yes. Oh, god, yes .
    The menacing male drew closer, his second hand dropping to her shoulder, pressing her firmly against the wall. Danger, it radiated from him, yet desire flickered in his cold, black eyes. Instinct took hold of her. Eva wrapped her arms about his waist. Her hands pressed flat against his lower back, urging him closer. She arched her back trying in vain to close the space between them.
    “Sweet…warm vanilla.” His cool breath caressed the tender flesh of her throat, sending chills all the way down to her toes.
    Was he going to bite her?
    God, what was she doing? She had no idea who this man was let alone what he was doing to her. She should shove him away. She should bring her knee up and hit him where it counts. But she could not move. Her heart beat frantically, her blood rushed like lava through her veins as her body responded to this aggressive male.
    “My king!”
    Eva’s sigh was a mix of relief and disappointment when she heard Falcon’s voice.
    “Release her.”
    The vampire’s mystifying obsidian gaze held her captive as he asked, “Do you want to be rescued?”
    No, but her self-preservation cried yes.
    The vampire gently brushed her bottom lip with his thumb and Eva shuttered.
    “My king,” Falcon bellowed.
    The stranger lifted his head and glared at Falcon for a long breathless moment. She could sense the tension that coiled in his body. Pure lethal power flowed from him like tidal waves.
    Finally, he turned his attention back to her. Framing her jaw with his large hands, he bent his head down. Was he going to kiss her? Another rush of heat coursed through her and pooled at her core. She wished she could see his face. The shadows hid his features. All she could see were his dark as midnight eyes, which burned in the darkness, violence and lust.
    He leaned into her, his solid chest brushing her breasts, causing them to ache as he sank his lower body against her. Surrounded. Hot, aggressive male surrounded her and—wild, she was wild with need.
    His cool lips brushed against hers as he whispered, “Until we meet again, little one.” He disappeared.
    Eva sagged against the wall, her body feeling bereft without him. Shock pulsed through her body and she struggled to make sense of what just happened. Her initial reaction had been fear, but was quickly replaced by desire. She focused on her breathing, trying to calm herself as she gathered her scattered, confused thoughts.
    He didn’t kiss her. Why did he not—
    “Did I not ask you to remain in the foyer, because I distinctly remember doing so,” Falcon said.
    “What?” she sputtered.
    When she looked up at him, his expression was not what she had expected. His tone implied annoyance but his gaze was quizzical as he