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“But you are.” His arousal spiked. Although tempted to move toward her, to kiss her, he resisted.

“You’re dangerous,” she challenged.

“I am.” There was no denying the obvious.

“I don’t understand what’s happening to me,” she confessed, inching closer to him. “What’s happening between us. I don’t date vampires.”

“I don’t date anyone.” Viktor closed the distance between them, his hands falling to her bared hips. “But I find myself reconsidering.”

“We shouldn’t do this.” Her fingers brushed his chest.

“We definitely shouldn’t.” Viktor’s lips hovered within inches of hers.

“I can’t explain this…how I feel,” she breathed, sliding her hands up his chest. “What are we doing?”

“This.” Viktor released his inhibitions, his lips crushing hers.

“Viktor,” she moaned.

More than lust, emotion swirled inside him as he kissed her. Her honeyed lips brushed his, and Viktor took her in his arms, lifting her onto his lap.

He tore his mouth from hers, peppering kisses down her neck. She cried out as he took a nipple between his lips, sucking and flicking his tongue over its tip. She took his cock into her hands and gave him a firm stroke. His dick hardened and he resisted slamming inside her, reveling in the slow delicious torture.

“Please, I need you in me now,” she cried.

“Waverly—” His fingers traveled down her stomach and he slid a finger into her slick pussy.

“Yes,” she managed through a ragged breath.

Viktor flicked his thumb over her swollen nub and added another finger inside her tight channel. As he released her taut tip, his mouth captured hers. Relentlessly, he fucked her pussy with his fingers, drowning her with his kiss.

“Please,” she begged, shivering with arousal under his touch.

“Do you want me to fuck you, my sweet little pet?”

“Yes, don’t stop. I’m so…” Waverly breathed, her body writhing into his hand as he continued to pump his fingers inside her. With a slow torture, he put pressure onto her clitoris, edging her closer to orgasm. She released him, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as she clutched him, tilting into his hand.

“I’m going to have all of you,” he warned. Viktor reached around her bottom, his fingers trailed down the crevice of her ass.

“Oh God…I…” Waverly broke apart with a cry, her climax shattering through her as his fingers circled her tight hole.

Water dripped from their bodies as he stood and lifted her out of the hot tub. Within seconds he’d flashed them to his bedroom, laid her back onto his bed and settled between her legs.

“I need you in me,” she whispered, her arms wrapped around his neck.

Viktor locked his eyes on hers as he pressed the tip of his cock to her entrance, slowly teasing her. Instinct warned him that once they made love, he’d never be able to let her go, but desire burned hot. He looked deep into her eyes and gave in to the temptation that had haunted him for days.

“You’re beautiful,” he told her, guiding his cock inside her. As her pussy tightened around him, he stilled, the urge to come inside her already beckoning.

“Fuck.” He filled her to the hilt, going slowly, as she adjusted to his thick shaft.

“I…I…” Waverly arched her back and tilted her hips.

Viktor pressed his lips to hers, devouring her with a feverish frenzy, kissing her, tasting. The urge to sink his fangs into her sweet flesh called to him. Though he attempted to restrain his nature, the wild beast in him would have its due.

“On your knees, pet.” He removed himself and flipped her on her stomach.

“Oh God,” she cried, unaware of the animal that she’d unleashed in him.