David’s loud laugh caused her eyes to widen.She’d never heard anyone laugh like that, so deep and true. It wasa laugh that would have made even a virgin drop her panties. Italmost made her do so.
“Was it all of Chewie’s hair that did it foryou?” he asked between bouts of laughter.
Lured by his amusement, Mia edged closeruntil only an inch separated them. “The height,” she murmured.
Her lack of a sex life for the past fewyears hadn’t mattered to her. She’d thought little of it, as she’dbeen more focused on learning how to be happy with herself, but nowit mattered. She instinctively knew David could satisfy her farmore than any man, her own hand, or even her favorite vibrator everhad.
And she wanted him.
She inhaled the aroma of snow and pineadhering to him. Her fangs lengthened as her gaze fell to the veinin his throat. She’d fed from some of the humans she’d been withduring sex—she had more needs than just sexual ones, after all—butshe’d never fed from another vampire. She’d also never allowedherself to know what another was thinking or feeling while she fed,yet she found shecravedthat knowledge with him.
Her hand rested against his cheek, drawinghis head toward her. His laughter faded away when his eyes methers. Her gaze latched onto his full lips. Unable to resist themagnetic draw she felt to him, she moved forward to tenderly kisshim.
David’s body reacted as if he’d been sockedin the stomach. The air rushed out of him the second her lipscaressed his. The warmth of her breath against his mouth was anintoxicating sensation that pulled him into its drugging depths.Her tongue flicked out to run over his lips. He knew he should pullaway, stop her before it was too late, but he found himself lost toher while he waited to see what she would do next.
Her breasts were the merest brush againsthis chest when she leaned closer and slipped her tongue between hislips. David’s hands fisted in the comforter to keep from draggingher against him.
Her tongue tangled with his as she liftedher hands to rest them against his chest. The minty taste of hermouth and her intrinsic rose scent flooded his senses. His dickached with the need to be free, to be inside her. Like a snakecharmer, she had him completely ensnared by the sensual spell shecast over him.
His fingers tore through the comforter whenshe nipped at his lip before drawing it into her mouth and suckingon it. Her fangs scraping his flesh was a tease that was almost toomuch for him to bear before her tongue slid over his once more.She’d be the death of him, and he’d open his arms and eagerlywelcome it if she let him hold her.
Mia clasped his face with both of her handsas she rose to stand before him without breaking the kiss. Herheart hammered in her chest while anticipation raced through her.Need.It was all she could think when his tongue dipped intoher mouth. Every thrust of his tongue became more demanding as itentwined with hers.
He remained rigid on the bed as her handsslid through his hair to clasp together against his neck. His legsopened to accommodate her when she took a step toward him. Hisknees brushed against her hips, the contact so minimal she barelyfelt it.
She’d never been kissed as if she were theonly woman in the world, but that was how she felt when Davidkissed her. She would give anything to feel his arms closing aroundher, but she didn’t dare initiate that much contact. He had herstarving for more of him, but she had no way of knowing how herbody would react to being locked down again.
Unclasping her hands, she slid them aroundto the open front of his coat, pushing it back from his shouldersand down his arms. The corded muscles beneath her hands flexed ashe shrugged it the rest of the way off while still kissing her.Desperate to feel his flesh against hers, she clutched the bottomof his sweater and lifted it.
His mouth pulled away from hers when hisarms rose to allow her to tug the sweater the rest of the way off.His electric blue eyes deepened to an almost midnight blue while hewatched her.
“There will be no turning back,” he said ina hoarse voice she barely recognized. His fangs flashed in the sunspilling over him as he spoke.
Mia didn’t respond as she drank in the broadshoulders bared to her. He was the most magnificent man she’d everseen. He had the body of a skier, long and solid with a supplegrace. Her body clamored with the need to see and feel more of him.Her fingers skimmed over his right pec in little circles. Dippinglower, she traced the deep line that ran down the center of his abstoward that mouthwatering erection straining against his jeans.
Her body tingled in anticipation of takingit in her hand and stroking it until his back bowed and he demandedmore. Through the denim fabric, she ran her finger around the headof his cock. She didn’t care that there would be no turning back ifthey continued with this. All she wanted was him inside her. Screwthe consequences.
His hips rose a little off the bed, seekingmore of her touch. “I want you,” she whispered.
She lifted her head to gaze at him. Themuscles in his arms bulged, sweat beading on his forehead andslicking his chest muscles as his hands twisted deeper into hercomforter. White stuffing poked through the deep blue from wherehe’d shredded the material.
“Mia—”
“Shh.” She bent to run her tongue over hislips again. “No more talking.”
Unable to stop himself, David released thecomforter and wrapped his hand around the back of her head. Shestiffened instantly, her breath rushing out of her in a hiss.Releasing her, he gripped the comforter again. Mia remained tensedagainst him, barely breathing as her lips skimmed his.
He inwardly cursed himself while he waitedfor her to pull away. Her head lifted, her eyes searching his asher fingers slid over his shoulders once more and a tremor ranthrough her.
“Let me do the touching,” she whispered. “Iknow I can handle that.”
He feared his teeth would break from theforce with which he clamped them together, but he managed to getout a response. “I will.”
It would be the toughest thing he’d everdone in his life, but he would do what she asked of him. Her tinyfingers stroked the head of his dick through his jeans once more.He’d never been so hard in his life; the pressure was becomingalmost too much for him to bear. He sighed in relief when she foundthe button and slid it free before pulling down the zipper. Hisshaft sprang forward in anticipation of her touch.
She should have known he would go commando.Mia gazed down at the bead of moisture forming on the thick head ofhis cock. A driving need to taste him had her licking her lips inanticipation.
When she tugged at his waistband, Davidlifted his hips so she could pull his jeans over his knees and downto his shins. Kneeling before him, she unlaced his boots and tuggedthem off. They thudded on the carpet as she tossed them aside. Sheremoved his socks before pulling his jeans the rest of the wayoff.
