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charged with his scent. I fluttered my eyelids closed and moaned. He could be so evil. Saying no to Rurik didn’t come so easy, and he knew it. This talent made him an excellent politician and a fabulous ally.
    He trailed his tongue after his finger.
    Gripping the sheets, I writhed on the bed. It also made him a determined and skilled lover.
    He slid his fingers inside and pumped slowly, heating my desire. “Do you want me to stop?”
    I pressed my heels into his back so he couldn’t escape. “Not yet. Maybe you should put more effort into it.”
    He barked out a sharp laugh. “I like it when you get bossy.” With a shift of his shoulders against the back of my thighs, he pinned my hips to the bed then gripped my hands to my sides with his own. “Let’s get to work then.” He pressed his mouth on me and replaced his probing fingers with his tongue. Hot and slick, he explored my pleasure points.
    My frantic breathing forced my upper body to move from shoulder to stomach. Everything else was impossible to budge under Rurik’s vampire strength. Pressure built in my lower abdomen the more he pleasured me. He knew my special spots, the ones that zinged when touched or sucked or mouthed. Oh God, and he used them all.
    I screamed. The release came so hard and sudden it stole my breath until the only evidence of my orgasm were my mouth opened wide and my eyes squeezed shut.
    He didn’t let me go.
    I shuddered and gasped for air. A sharp sting burned in my groin and morphed into something bordering on ecstasy. I arched my back, driving my head further into the soft pillows. Rurik always influenced my mind to change the pain of feeding to pleasure.
    His moans echoed mine as he drank.
    The grip on my wrists eased as he let me go. With a gentle kiss to my inner thigh, he guided my ankles to rest on his hips and rose over me until he was cradled between my legs. His look of control faded as our gazes met. He plunged inside of me, but not to his root.
    “Don’t st op. You won’t hurt me.” I already had an orgasm. I couldn’t be more primed for him.
    “You didn’t seem this sure a few moments ago.” He worked his way deeper. “Fuck, Connie, you’re still so tight.”  Moving his hips, he found a hard and strong rhythm. I’d be walking softly in the morning. Rurik preferred fucking over love-making. Control over his lovers seemed paramount. We never spoke of his need for dominance in bed, but I think it had something to do with what he’d endured as a Roman slave.
    Immortality meant vampires had to learn how to deal with bad shit happening. A person couldn’t live for centuries without abuse or pain at some point. Made me wonder about Tane, who had lived thousands of years.
    Rurik’ s passion slid me across the narrow bed until my head hit the wall.
    “Ouch.” I tried to sit , but he scooped me onto his lap and pressed me against the wall. Sandwiched between a hard surface and hard man, I clung to any piece of flesh I could grab. “Fuck yes.” Sweat slicked our skin as we slid against each other.
    A grunt followed each of Rurik’s thrusts. His fingers dug into the flesh of my hips as he guided them to his needs. He pounded into me so hard and fast, the sound of flesh thudding on flesh masked everything else.
    I felt my body tighten.
    Rurik arched back in silent release. He still rolled his hips, grounding against me.
    My nails pierced the skin on his shoulders as another wave of intense pleasure crashed over me. I did trust Rurik. On some basic animal level, I knew he’d never truly hurt me. Our love had been forged in blood and fire. Nothing could tear us apart.

Chapter Five
     
    The crash o f waves stirred me awake. Had we arrived close to shore? Water didn’t sound like that when hitting the side of the boat though. I cracked open my eyelid and stared at a blanket of stars above. I’d been inside the cabin when I’d fallen asleep. Sleep walking on a ship seemed hazardous. Sitting up, I stared at the