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“I’ll tell you what went through my head when you launched us into the air. It was the dumbest thing, but I thought I’d be dead soon. And the thought of never getting to have sex with you again really pissed me off. Yet here you are.”
“But are you sure you want to do this?”
“Oh, hell, yeah, I’m sure. I’ve already told you how I feel. I respect you and if this had been a different world I would have shown up quite magically at the restaurants you liked to go to, that sort of thing.”
He frowned. “Do women do that?”
“If we didn’t, no man would ever find a wife.”
His lips actually curved. “You’re probably right.” He reached down and untucked his towel, letting it fall to the floor.
She drew in a deep slow breath, then took a moment to look him over. He had a gorgeous, heavily muscled body. It was one of the hallmarks of the alter species, an increase in strength. Only with Vaughn, it had made him almost godlike.
He had a massive chest with tattoos spanning the breadth. His pecs were full and made her mouth water.
Some witchy part of her, maybe what she’d accessed earlier, came alive as well. She felt her power begin to flow. It was the same energy that could light up the tips of her fingers and send a surge of electricity through his temple and kill him.
But killing wasn’t on her mind and all that electricity spread down her neck, over her breasts and rolled toward her sex. When it hit, her whole body writhed.
He reached for her own towel and slowly pulled apart the tucked in section. She felt a sweep of cold air as the terry fell to the floor.
He touched her shoulders, then pulled back. “I’m feeling that electricity of yours again.”
“Yes, you’d have to be.” The words came out breathy. “Because I’m feeling it, too, all through my body.”
Her gaze fell to his cock. He was fully erect and maybe as hungry as she was because she saw moisture beaded at the tip.
He reached for her arms again, only this time he didn’t recoil. Instead, he smoothed his hands over her shoulders and down her chest. He ran his hands over her breasts, thumbing each nipple. Her breathing hitched. And she was pretty sure she could see the tips of his fangs.
She moaned. “I love how you’re touching me.”
He met her gaze, then drew her against him and wrapped her up in his arms. His cock was pressed against her abdomen. He was a big man in every respect and she wanted all that bigness inside her.
He planted his lips on hers and she parted for him so that his tongue slipped inside. He began to drive steadily, making the most exquisite promise of what he planned to do to her.
She arched her hips and slowly moved side to side to feel him better. She suckled his tongue and felt his fangs at the same time.
She’d been with him only once, and he hadn’t pierced her throat then. If he did now, she’d fall into an enthralled state from which she couldn’t emerge until he wanted her to. This was the main advantage vampires had over witches. She couldn’t even use her killing fingers in that condition.
He’d have complete power over her.
Yet somehow, that’s exactly what she wanted. “Use your fangs, Vaughn.”
He drew back and thumbed her lips. “You sure?”
She nodded. All she knew or even cared about, was that she wanted him drinking from her and she wanted him now. She also knew it didn’t have to be at her throat. The thought he’d bite her somewhere else, especially down low, had her sex clenching hard.
“Bury your fangs any place you like.”
He moaned heavily. But his face became all twisted up, and he hissed through his teeth.
“What’s wrong?”
“Give me a sec. Those words almost made me come.”
She chuckled softly and ran her fingers over the short hair above his ears. “Then I’m not alone in how much I need you right now?”
