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and met her
eyes again. “Bite me and you’ll regret it,” he promised, and then
bit his own lip hard enough to draw blood before taking her mouth
in a ravenous kiss.
    The taste of him tore a moan from her throat.
She met his dominating thrusts with her own tongue, his coppery
flavor teasing her bloodlust to new heights. Her fangs throbbed in
time to her pounding heart. Never in her life had she wanted
anything as badly as she wanted to bite his tongue, to turn that
hint of his blood into a rush that would sate her hunger. Every
cell in her body, every instinct demanded it!
    She was panting with the effort of resisting
by the time he pulled away. His pupils were enlarged, his own
desire vivid in their depths. “Good girl,” he whispered, then
licked the last trace of crimson from his lips and hers. “You’ve
pleased me.”
    “I want to please you,” she said, meaning it
with everything in her.
    “ Then you
should know that injuring yourself greatly dis pleased me.”
    It was the only warning she had before he
sank his fangs into the curve of her breast. She cried out, unable
to hold back, but as his tongue flicked over the bite her cry
turned to a moan. Her nipple was a hard little peak, begging for
attention, demanding that she tell him to suck it, but she didn’t
dare. She couldn’t even arch her back to guide him to it. All she
could do was submit, take what he gave her.
    He moved then, biting the underside of her
other breast, drawing more inarticulate cries from her throat. The
pleasure/pain was like nothing she’d ever experienced in her life.
Forcing down the urge to beg, to plead for him to use that
incredible mouth on all the places that were dying for his
attention, she closed her eyes and held it inside.
    He sealed the wounds with a swipe of his
tongue and laid her back down on the bed. “You’re learning your
place very well,” he purred, both hands sliding up to cover her
breasts. A quick pinch of both nipples sent a new wave of cream to
her pussy and her eyes flew open to find him smiling down at her.
“Still hungry for my blood, Kira?”
    “Yes,” she said, unable to lie to him.
    He rewarded her honesty by rolling her
nipples between his fingers, tugging and caressing the hardened
peaks. “And which do you want more, my blood or my cock?”
    This time, honesty was more difficult to come
by. She couldn’t look away from his eyes, even knowing that he
could see the sexual fire warring with the bloodlust there. He gave
her nipples a little tug that sent a wave of electricity straight
to her clit and tipped the balance. “Cock,” she whispered.
    This time
his smile had a decidedly savage twist. “Any cock, or my cock?”
    “Yours,” she said. Opening her mind, she let
him see her burning need for him and him alone. “No one’s but
yours.”
    “And where do you want it, my lovely young
fledgling?”
    “Anywhere.” The answer came out without a
thought. She was so desperate for anything he would give her, she
didn’t care where he fucked her as long as he did it.
    His eyes blazed with triumph. “You’re mine,
Kira,” he said savagely. “Mine, you understand me? Say it!” Only
when she had repeated it did he release her breasts and ease his
body off hers. “You will move only at my command,” he ordered, and
suddenly her limbs were her own again.
    Kira lay there, not daring to move an inch,
not even to dig her fingers into the bed as he trailed a hand down
her body. “So soft,” he whispered, watching his hand as it traced
the curve of her breast, slipped over her belly and down her thigh.
Then he rolled away from her and lay on his back, shoulders propped
against the headboard. “Crawl over here, Kira, and suck me. I want
that hot mouth of yours all over my cock.”
    “Oh, yes,” she breathed, her mouth already
watering at the thought.
    She rolled to her hands and knees, shaking
from head to toe with the force of her arousal. As she crawled, she
felt the slickness on her