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killing each other without a moment’s
thought. At least when we kill it is for food, not that I have ever killed a
human I feed from.”
    He ran his heavy-lidded
gaze slowly over her body, and Anna had to force herself to sit still and not
fidget. Every cell in her body yearned to take him up on the promise in that
heated perusal, and she dropped her knees and squeezed her thighs together at
his next words.
    “Most would
say it has given them the most intense orgasms they ever experienced. They may
not remember the ins and outs in the morning, but they do remember the
pleasure, little one.” He paused again, his smile sin itself as he stepped
close enough to trail just one finger up her exposed leg. It left a trail of
gooseflesh in its wake, and when he tapped her knee she couldn’t help but open
to him.
    “You and I
both know that I could have taken you anytime. I still could, despite you
knowing what I am.”
    Anna’s
breaths came in short agonized pants of pleasure, and she put up no resistance
when he grasped her knees and yanked her ass forward until she was half hanging
off the edge of the chair. He folded her dress up in slow measured moves,
exposing her to his hungry gaze, and she gasped when he dipped his head and
inhaled against the sodden fabric barely covering her slit.
    “Jonathan,
please…”
    “What?” He
mumbled the word against her clit, the vibrations of his deep rumble against
the sensitive nubbin the most exquisite torture. The soft click of his fangs
sent a shudder of anticipation through her, and her mouth went dry when he ran
his fangs along her inner thigh. Digging in just hard enough to leave marks, he
didn’t break the skin, and Anna found that she desperately wanted him to.
    As though
he’d read her mind he raised his head from between her legs.
    “Do you want
me to take away your choice? Have my wicked way with you, so that you can
justify this to yourself in the morning, rather than face up to your desires?
Is that what you want me to do, little one? Is that what it takes for you to
look at yourself in the mirror?”
    His growled
words hit too close to the mark, and Anna frantically shook her head.
    “Yes, no, I
mean …. Fuck.” All coherent thought fled her befuddled brain when he took the
elastic of her thong between his teeth and pulled. The lacy fabric bunched
inside her slit, exerting pressure on her clit. He moved his head from side to
side creating friction against that bundle of nerves, and Anna gave herself up
to sensation. Her head fell back, and cool air hit her swollen folds when the
fabric finally gave way with an audible rip.
    “So wet for
me, so responsive, little one.” His breath feathered over flesh slick with her
arousal, and her cunt clenched in need.
    “Look at me.”
She responded to that edge of command instinctively, and he smiled his approval
when her eyes locked with his.
    “You need to
ask me, little one. I will not make this easy on you. If we’re going to do
this, if we’re going to explore this connection we share, it has be to your
decision. Your body tells me all I need to know, but I want your mind, your
heart, your soul, or I will walk away. I will make you forget you ever met me.
I’ve done it before, and I will do it again to keep you safe.”
    The words
broke through her haze of arousal and dimmed some of her ardor.
    “What do you
mean, you’ve done it before? I remember the conference room … I mean you—”
    She tried to
scoot away from him, but he had an iron grip on her legs.
    “You were
with me every step of the way in that room. I did not influence your decision.
I wouldn’t do that. Not to you. Not once I recognized you.”
    “Recognized
me?” she asked, more confused than ever.
    “Anna Chapman
is a common name, and you had red hair when you were little.” He smiled at her
pussy, and Anna squirmed a little. She hadn’t shaved in a few days, and the
little fuzz she did have would show her true hair color. Heat suffused