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That had been the first time Marina had realized that she craved some pain with her pleasure and that she enjoyed being dominated.
Perhaps it had been a survival mechanism because that had been her reality, and even if she didn't enjoy that sort of thing, she would have to endure it anyway. Whatever the reason was, the need hadn't gone away when she was with Nicolai, who was technically a human like her, even though he was one-quarter Kra-ell.
Peter's eyes were fully open now, and they were glowing. His fangs were down as well, but not because he was aroused. He was angry, and she regretted telling him too much.
"I assume that there were others," he slurred through his elongated fangs.
"Of course." She affected a smile. "I'm a thirty-two-year-old woman, and other than the last year, I haven't been celibate." It had been probably a little less than a year, but she still couldn't remember when the last time she'd been with Nicolai was.
Peter frowned. "You were liberated only two months ago."
"The Kra-ell stopped inviting me to share their beds when I was approaching thirty. I've never conceived, for which I was grateful, so they must have realized that I was not good for breeding and left me alone. I had a human boyfriend for a while, but we broke up some time ago, and I haven't been with anyone until now." She let out a breath. "Why are we talking about that? It's in the past, and I want to live in the present." She put her hands on his chest and pressed a soft kiss to his sternum. "You fulfilled your promise last night."
"You mean this morning."
She shifted her eyes to look at the scant light the drapes were allowing to filter through. "Okay, this morning, you made good on your promise. You pleased me so well that I want more."
The grin that spread over his handsome face was like warm sunshine despite the enormous fangs protruding over his lower lip. "Right now?"
"Why not? The venom bite is like taking a shot of energy and vitality. I'm rejuvenated, revitalized, and ready for more."
45
PETER
"Is that right?" Peter brushed his fingers over Marina's taut nipple and then drew a circle around it.
Her eyes became hooded. "It is."
He dipped his head and kissed the underside of her breast, lazily making his way to her needy little nub.
He wasn't in a hurry, and neither was she, and he could take his time exploring her with gentle touches and soft kisses.
"I forgot to ask." He slid a hand down her back and cupped her bottom. "Are you on any kind of contraceptives?"
"I've got the shot, and I'm clean. I haven't been with anyone in a long time."
He chuckled. "I'm immortal. I don't get diseases, and I probably can't get anyone pregnant either, but on the remote chance that the impossible happens, you should be protected." He slid a finger down the seam between her ass cheeks, eliciting a hiss and a wiggle.
"Why can't you get anyone pregnant?" she asked.
"Immortals' fertility is incredibly low."
"I'm sorry." She shifted closer to him, so her nipples were rubbing against his chest.
"Nothing to be sorry about. It's just the way it is. Nature makes sure that we don't overpopulate the planet."
"Makes sense."
Gently, he pushed her on her back and lay on his side, his head propped on his forearm, facing her. "I love your breasts." He gave her nipple a little tug. "They are so responsive."
She hissed. "They are still a little tender from what you did to them. The venom didn't take care of that."
"I'm sorry." He dipped his head and gently laved one stiff peak and then the other. "Better?"
"Yes." She smiled. "Don't stop."
"Yes, ma'am." He resumed his tender care for a few more moments and then cupped one breast. "Do you want me to stay away from them?"
