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He nodded. “But I can wait. It’s not like before, like I was always close to falling into a coma.”

She caressed his arm, sliding her hand along the line of his shoulder, all the way to his fingers, touching the blood tattoos at the same time. She knew now that the long stripes had become permanent.

She took his hand and pressed it between her breasts. “Can you feel my heart? It’s heavy with volume. I’d heard about this, how much extra sustenance a blood rose could create for her man, but now I’m acutely aware. I need to feed you. There’s just one thing.”

He narrowed his gaze. “What?”

She took the same hand and ran it down her body to the top of her thigh. “I want you drinking from me here. Remember how you used to do it?”

He leaned close to her, the intake of his breath a cool draw against her skin. “Goddess, yes. I loved doing that to you. Hot as hell.”

She kissed his forehead, his temple, and dow

n the line of his cheek. “Do it now.”

He slid his arms around her then picked her up. Carrying her to the couch, he knocked his knee against the ottoman, pushing it up to meld with the sofa cushions. Laying her on top of the joined pieces of furniture, he knelt in front of her legs, then worked the button above her zipper.

He took his time, leaning down to push her sweater up then kissing her stomach.

Her body rolled beneath the feel of his lips and his fingers now unzipping her pants. He removed her ankle boots first, afterward sliding the pants off one leg at a time. Somewhere in the mix, her thong disappeared.

He spread her legs so that she was fully exposed to him, then stood up and got rid of his own jeans and shoes, his gaze fixed to her bare sex. She took the moment to slide her sweater over her head though she kept her bra on. The underwire pushed her breasts up, and she wanted him looking there as well.

She leaned up on her elbows, watching his gaze move over her body from her thighs, her sex, her navel and finally her breasts. He groaned as he dropped once more between her legs. Only this time, he put both his hands on her breasts, taking his time to enjoy her the way she’d savored him.

She could feel his rings, which added another layer of sensation. And his scent was rich in her nose, the earthy, forest-fern redolence causing her to clench.

He leaned down and kissed the mounds of her breasts, then dipped a tongue between her skin and her bra, pushing until he found a nipple. He flicked the tight bud over and over. Using his hand, he squeezed her other breast. The dual sensation had her moaning.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, her hips arching as she tried to make contact. She needed the pressure, the sweet feel of his body against her sex.

Using his finger, he slid the fabric of her bra beneath each breast, exposing her. He sucked her nipples, taking turns flicking and laving until her hips rocked. “Ian, you’re killing me.”

Good, he pathed, sucking harder.

She didn’t think she could take much more, when suddenly, he added a vibration to his lips and she cried out. “I could come like this.”

Then come. As he sucked her breast, he pressed his abdomen against her sex, pulsing. She tightened her legs and ecstasy began to flow, a soft series of explosions deep inside her well. She cried out long and loud.

The whole time, he ground against her, sustaining the intense pleasure.

When the wave passed and her body began to settle, he released her breast, placing tender kisses on each beaded nipple.

“You have the most beautiful breasts.”

She pushed his damp hair behind his ear. “Thank you. And you’ve always known how to bring me.”

He rose up a little. “Now arch your back because I want your bra off.”

She did as he commanded and while kissing her, he reached behind her to unclasp her bra. He dragged it away from her breasts and tossed it on top of the rest of their clothes.

As he began to kiss his way down her abdomen, her heart started to pound because she knew what was coming. He opened his mouth and rubbed back and forth, letting her feel the sides of his fangs.

The vampire needed to feed.

“Ian. Yes.”

He tongued her navel, swirling and pressing. She clenched again and desire once more flowed through her, sending shivers over her stomach and deep between her legs.

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