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“Your body is feeling things your mind is chastising you for, and you’re restrained by your everyday sets of morals and logic. You want to be as free as the others, but you pride yourself on being… more grounded, we’ll say. But in my arms, you’ve almost forgotten that you’re not one of them.”
He pulls me closer, and my head tips back against his chest. I don’t even feel like me right now. It’s as though there’s a spell in the air, and I’m stuck in his thrall. It’s scary how accurate he is.
“You’ve almost resigned yourself to submitting, because now you actually want this. Even though you found it laughable moments ago, you find yourself wishing I’d just do it so you can see what it’s like.”
His lips brush the side of my head, and his hands venture back down, sliding over my breasts without any restrictions or hesitation. Then they work their way back up until he’s gently holding my neck.
“It would take very little for me to convince you to lie down and let me take you in ways you’re too shy to even fantasize about, and you’d be addicted after just one time. Your mind would open to avenues you’ve never thought you wanted to explore, and you’d be desperate for more. All you’d have to do is fully submit—offer yourself to me without limitations—and your entire life would spin on a different axis.”
He takes his time, not making any sudden movements as he gingerly strokes the length of my neck, and then he continues.
“You want to know if it hurts, but you see them aroused, so your mind is trying to sift through the contradicting variables. There’s pain, but there’s more pleasure than anything else. It’s euphoric—a high unlike any other. It’s something wrong in the eyes of many, silly in the eyes of most, but intoxicating to the eyes of everyone willing to submit.”
My breaths become erratic and painful as my heart pounds fiercely. He moves closer to my neck, sliding his lips down my jaw, and I tilt my head without reservation. When his lips touch the skin of my throat, I moan as though he has just done something much more intimate.
But then he merely kisses it, sucking it lightly, and withdraws as my whole body thunders and pleads for more. Why did he stop?
He looks into the mirror as his hands drop from my body, and he smirks. “Now you know what seductive really is. Too bad I don’t play with virgins. This was fun.”
He just completely and totally toyed with me. Now I feel like an idiot.
He turns to walk away, and I scowl at his back. “I think I at least deserve a name after that.”
Yeah, it’s pathetic, but I want to know his damn name. Then I can look him up and find out that he’s really a boring accountant who has blood pressure medicine in his cabinets at home. It’ll help release me from this… whatever it is that he’s left me with.
His eyes meet mine over his shoulder, and he holds that cocky grin in place.
“It’s Zee.” With that, he disappears into the shuffle of the crowd, and I lean back. That’s not much of a name to go on, but I doubt many people in this town have that name. While Marilyn is working on her book, I’ll do some research of my own.
Screw that. I’m not letting him inside my head. He’s just a guy wearing fake fangs and playing a game for the twisted.
I stand up and move through the bodies that are now writhing to the music on the makeshift dance floor. It doesn’t take me but a moment to find him, because he has a girl already wrapped around him. The second his eyes meet mine, he releases his newest toy and comes directly to me, tugging me against him as the music guides his rhythm.
“Couldn’t stay away? That’s why I don’t mess with virgins,” he says with that cheeky smile in place.
“Why?” I manage to ask, wondering why in the hell I’m desperate to do something that had my skin crawling when I walked in.
His glowing blue eyes darken fractionally, and his look… He could stop the world from turning with that look. I’m fairly sure my entire body is burning up from the inside because of the intensity of his gaze. My head is tilted back, because he’s so tall that I can’t see his face without doing so. And I feel like he’s completely possessing my body with his movements, controlling me without trying.
“You’ll start comparing everyone to me if I give you what you want.” He cups my chin with one hand while keeping his other hand at the small of my back. “You’ll seek that same feeling. You’ll be like a drug addict searching for that first high once again. But you won’t find it.”
I narrow my eyes on him. “So you’re saying no because you’re so full of yourself that you think a night with you will make me a junkie?”
He smirks, still studying me. I should be recoiling, but I can’t seem to make myself walk away.
“I’m saying no because one night with me would ruin you.”
He acts as though we’re talking about sex. I was just… What the hell am I doing? Am I really begging him to bite me? Oh, it sounds ridiculous even in my mind.
Apparently sanity has been eclipsed by sick desire. I blame the heady, confusing atmosphere in this place. It’s toxic or something.
This is a one-way ticket to group therapy. Hi, my name is Leah, and I’ve recently discovered that I’m insane because I begged a fake vampire to suck real blood out of my neck after knowing him for five minutes.
Yep. I’ve joined the crazy train. Time to hop off before I cross the line of insanity.
Deciding not to admit how corrupted my mind has gotten in such a minimal amount of time, I cock an eyebrow, feigning boredom now.
“Egos aren’t my thing. I’ll let you find someone else to stroke yours for you. No offense, but you’re not as great as you think you are.”
