Page 69 of Damian’s Conquest

Slowly, he withdrew his fangs and closed the puncture wounds with his saliva. “Believe me now that you’re all I want?”

“Yes!” she cried out. “Please, Damian, please… more...”

Deep satisfaction spread within him at seeing Naomi let go of all her inhibitions and only live for the moment, the moment of sheer and utter bliss.

“I love every inch of you,” he professed. “Every gorgeous inch.”

“And my tits? You love my tits?”

“I wish I could eat them. They feel ripe and heavy, just how I like them.” He licked over one nipple, then the other, and felt Naomi shudder again.

“I love your cock inside me,” she said on a breathless moan. “So hard, so big.”

“You can have my cock anytime you want. You just have to tell me. I’ll never refuse you.” Because he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. He would never get tired of her, of driving her from one orgasm to the next, of making sure she was always satisfied.

“Fuck! I’m coming again,” he cried out. Moments later, semen shot through his cock and exploded from the tip, making Naomi’s pussy even wetter.

“Wow.” Breathing hard, Naomi put one hand on his nape and dipped her forehead to his. “You got me so hot.”

“I got you hot? Chérie, you’re already so hot I’m surprised I’m not being incinerated when I touch you.” He stopped moving inside her, and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, then took a few deep breaths. “I’m sorry I didn’t even take you to bed. You must think I’m a savage.”

“I like a bit of savage in my man.”

He chuckled. “That was the wrong thing to admit. Now you’re not safe from me anywhere. Who knows where and how I’ll take you next?”

“Surprise me,” she murmured and kissed him.

30

After cleaning up in the bathroom, Naomi went back into the living room, where Damian pulled her onto his lap on the couch. He nuzzled his face in the crook of her neck and pressed open-mouthed kisses to her skin.

“That was amazing,” he said and looked up. “I love it when you show me what you want.” He laid one hand on her breast and squeezed it gently. “I’ve never been with a sexier woman than you. I wish I could spend the rest of the night making love to you.” He sighed. “But I’ve gotta get back soon.”

“I understand.” And this time, she really did. But she couldn’t let him leave before she’d told him what she’d found out about Tracy. “I left you a message earlier.”

“Sorry, I only saw it when I got here. You went back to Tracy’s flat? Alone?” He tsked. “Not a great area at night.”

“I know. But I knew you were busy, and I wanted to check on something.”

“But we already searched her place.”

“Yeah, for the blood, and for Mick. But I went there because of what I found out from a girl Tracy works with.”

“You found out where she works?”

“Yeah, it’s a little beauty salon, you know, waxing and stuff. Just off Union Square. Her colleague Cynthia told me that Tracy was scheduled to work but didn’t show up and didn’t call in sick either. And Cynthia knew about Mick, and that Tracy’s family didn’t like him. They thought he was a bad influence on her. They wanted to control her life. Because of that, apparently Tracy and Mick wanted to leave together just as soon as they’d saved up enough money.”

“So you think they really left of their own free will? But then why would Mick leave the money behind? The cell phone I get: it would mean that he couldn’t be tracked, but the money?” Damian shook his head.

“My thoughts exactly. So I went back to Tracy’s flat, and did a more thorough search. I hoped to find papers that would tell us where they were planning to go. Instead, I found photos.” She jumped up and snatched her purse from the armchair where she’d dropped it after coming home in tears.

As she pulled the photo from her bag and walked back to Damian, she continued, “Cynthia said that Tracy grew up with her grandmother and her uncle. And that they were both very strict.”

She handed Damian the photo and sat down next to him.

“Oh my God!” In disbelief, Damian stared at the photo. “Mrs. Zhang is her grandmother?”

Naomi nodded.