The X-Club (A Krinar Story) Read Online Free PDF

to move any differently. After a while, his hand slid from her upper back to her neck, his fingers delving under her hair and stroking the bare skin of her nape, and the heat inside her intensified, her breathing coming faster.
    When he bent his head and claimed her lips, it was almost a relief, though it added to the tension building inside her, sharpened her need even more. There was no uncertainty in the way he took her mouth, no hesitation of any kind. Vair kissed like he danced–with dominant expertise and calm force, his lips and tongue teasing and invading at the same time. He didn’t ask for her response; he demanded it, and Amy couldn’t help but give it to him, her hands clinging to his shoulders and her lips parting to let him.
    Her back met a hard surface, and she realized they somehow ended up near a wall. Before she could gather her wits, one of his hands slid into her hair, cupping her skull, and his other hand traveled lower, down to the curve of her ass. Still kissing her, he lifted her off the ground with one hand, holding her pinned up against the wall so he could grind his erection into the soft notch between her legs. The hard pressure added to the tension in her core, and Amy moaned into his mouth, unable to control herself.
    “Yes, that’s it, darling,” he whispered, his breath hot on her ear as his mouth trailed over the side of her face. His lips nibbled at her earlobe, and then he bit it lightly, sending goosebumps over that side of her body. “Such a beautiful, delicious little darling . . .”
    Amy moaned again, her eyes closing and her head arching back as he began kissing the underside of her jaw, his mouth leaving a warm, moist trail on her skin. Rationally, she knew this was wrong, but rationality was not what ruled her mind at the moment. Her body was on fire, and her sex pulsed with an empty ache. “Please,” she whispered desperately. “Please, Vair . . .” She didn’t know if she was asking him to stop or to continue, and ultimately it didn’t matter. She was completely in his power, her body his to play with and manipulate at will.
    He chuckled, the sound low and dark, and then his mouth moved lower, to the sensitive curve of her neck. She felt his teeth graze her skin, and the slight pain somehow only added to her arousal, making her writhe against him. “Yes, that’s it,” he muttered thickly, his hand tightening on her ass, “that’s it, darling . . .”
    Lost in her heated need, Amy barely registered the fact that the wall behind her back seemed to disappear. It was only when she found herself stretched out on some comfortable surface that the warning bells began ringing in her mind.
    Where was she?
    Panic swept through Amy, temporarily clearing her mind. Gasping, she opened her eyes and saw Vair’s bronzed face looming over her. The music still played, the lights still flickered, but they were no longer among the dancing crowd. Instead, they were in some private space, with Amy laid out flat on a bed-like surface.
    “What . . . where—?” she began to say in shock, and he lowered his head, taking her mouth again. At the same time, he captured her wrists, stretching her arms up over her head before transferring both of her wrists to one of his large hands.
    She was now completely helpless, restrained and utterly at his mercy.
    The realization should’ve cooled her desire, but as soon as he started kissing her again, a melting languor spread through Amy’s body, sapping her inclination to fight. Waves of heat rolled over her skin, and her nipples throbbed, becoming acutely sensitive. She could feel warm slickness between her legs, and as Vair ran his free hand down the front of her dress, she unconsciously arched into his touch, desperately craving more.
    As her eyes drifted shut, the sense of unreality that engulfed her earlier returned. It felt like it was all a dream, a dark fantasy that was playing out only in her mind. When Vair hooked his