way she gazed at him and called him dessert sent all his blood rushing to his cock. It throbbed, trapped behind the zipper of his jeans. He hadn’t taken a lover in months and all those pent up urges suddenly roared to life.
Her veil of innocence vanished as a spark of mischief twinkled in her eyes.
She unclipped her bra and tossed it to the floor with her torn t-shirt, setting her perfect handful-sized breasts free. Rosy pink nipples perked in the cool air, her pale skin flawless.
He sucked in a breath. His inner beast howled as a wave of her scent rolled over him. Clementine stirred his animal nature. After months of uneasy quiet, his beast responded to this vampire like she was more than a packmate.
Taking slow, deliberate breaths, he calmed his beast. She’d be theirs. No point in tearing the rest of her clothes off and scaring her away. Delicate creatures like Clementine needed caressing, not crazed animal fucking. The muscles in his back and arms twitched with the effort to not pin her to the bed until the beast finally retreated. Just a little. But enough. He rested his head back on the mattress and reached for the bouncy temptations of her breasts, wanting to twist those little buds until she panted for more.
A sharp slap to his hand stopped him. “Ouch.” He jerked his hand back. Her strength and speed were more than he would have guessed, but then again, she’d tossed him on the bed like he weighed nothing when she’d fed from him. That was sexy as hell.
“I didn’t give you permission to touch me.” Her sweet smile transformed into something more sensual.
He grinned back, enjoying this side of his new bedmate. Resting his hands behind his head, he relaxed into the pillows. “I might like this game.” His beast remained close to the surface, waiting to pounce and play with the half-naked vamp. A growl rumbled within his body. “For now.”
“I don’t play with my food.” She grabbed his t-shirt and pulled it over his head with one swift motion. “I devour it.” Licking a solid line along the center of his chest, she trailed her hard nipples over him as well.
Desire flared hot as his head was jerked back by her hand tangled in his hair. The sting of her delicate fangs triggered his balls to clench. He moaned. Pain and pleasure made sex a sharper experience. It drew him into the moment, setting his worries aside, and kept him there. Living in the now, hot and sweaty.
He ran his hands along her back, his vixen too entranced by blood to reprimand him. The erotic touch of her lips on his neck was like nothing he’d experienced. Daedalus was the only vampire who’d fed from him prior to tonight. Nothing sexual in that bite.
She tugged at his hair with one hand while caressing his shoulder with the other. Her bite more tender than predatory.
Relaxing into her embrace, he fluttered his eyelids closed. Ever since Katrina’s old pack had attacked their home six months ago, he hadn’t taken a female to his bed. He’d been pretty carefree with his partners, but didn’t have the time to waste anymore. He needed to prove to his friends, and to himself, that he took his role as Sigma seriously.
So, he took a backslide with Clementine. The sacrifice was worth it.
“You taste better than I’d thought.” She eased her hold on him and trailed a line of kisses along his jaw. The soft brush of her lips, her words, lit a hole in his chest he hadn’t been aware existed. “I’m going to do terrible things to you, Sam,” She whispered close to his ear.
A shiver ran down his spine. “Promise?”
She laughed, the sound a little uncertain. “I’ll do my best.” Directing her kisses south, she moved over his chest, along his abs, and stopped just below his navel where she focused on undoing his pants.
Trying to keep his breathing even, he followed her progress, leaning onto his elbows the closer she came to his cock. He fisted her short, brown curls, a wild mess, and jerked her head up. “Let