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“Please?” Her hand slid up my neck to cradle my face.
That word broke me like nothing else could have. “You have to tell me if I go too far.” I kept my eyes locked with hers, so she knew I meant it.
“You can go as far as you want.” She shifted, sliding one knee over my thighs to straddle me. Her ass fit perfectly in my lap, her thighs brushing the handles of the daggers I had strapped. The robe parted at her waist, and the heat of her soaked into me like the warmth I imagined came from the sun.
“Don’t say that,” I groaned as she tunneled her fingers through my hair. She was too damn close, and yet I only wanted to get closer.
“I mean it.”
“Damn it, Avi.” My hands went to her hips as if they were magnetized, like it was simply where they belonged. My fangs throbbed and my focus narrowed to her pulse. “Don’t tempt me.” This was already dangerous enough.
“Feed,” she ordered, arching her neck and tugging me toward her throat. She wiggled her ass against my dick, and I growled.
“Take the gloves off.” Just once, I wanted her hands on me, and not through the thin satin fabric.
Her swift inhale was the only response she gave before peeling the satin down her arms and dropping the gloves on the couch beside us.
I glimpsed my mating mark as she tucked her hair behind her ears.
Then I struck.
My fangs sank into her throat, and the lush taste of her blood hit my tongue.
She cried out, her nails sinking into the back of my neck. The bite of pain mixed with the heady pleasure shooting down my spine, and I rocked my hips against her.
Her gasp had my grip tightening on her hips, pulling her down slightly to meet each upward roll of mine. Fuck me, there were only my leathers and her panties between us.
I sucked at her neck and fought off the instinct to leave a lover’s mark. Our scents were enough to make most people look twice at us, but I hoped that the way my skin had started to carry that slight hint of lemongrass could be written off as us spending a lot of time together as her guard.
The power of her blood filled my veins, intoxicating my senses even while honing them.
“Hawke,” she murmured, grinding down on me.
I ran my hands up her sides to the swell of her breasts, then gently grazed my thumbs over her nipples. Fucking perfect.
She whimpered and pressed her breasts into my hands. Damn, they fit my palms perfectly—just a little more than a handful.
Fuck the feeding. I needed to see this.
I drew back and licked the puncture wounds to seal them, chasing the tiny drop of blood that escaped down her throat. Everything about Avi was so smooth, so flawless, so fucking exquisite that even kissing her neck had me desperate to get inside her.
“You didn’t take enough,” she whispered.
“I just needed to taste you.” I’d never meant to admit that, but there it was. My tongue never obeyed me when I was with her.
Another whimper, and this time she circled her hips, looking for friction. She was so responsive, her body lighting up in a way I’d never dared to imagine.
“So beautiful.” I pressed a kiss to her collarbone, then trailed them down the center of her chest.
She shrugged out of the robe, the silk falling to the wayside and leaving her bare to my eyes. There were no words to do her justice. She was every wet dream I’d ever had. Every fantasy. Everything.
“Fuck, Avi.”
“Touch me,” she pleaded. The silk pooled at her waist as she freed her arms.
She didn’t have to ask me twice. My mouth covered one distended nipple, swirling and teasing the peaked tip, then sucking hard as I plucked the other between my thumb and forefinger.
Her cry came with another rock of her hips, and I surged up to meet her. When was the last time I’d simply made out with a female? Given them pleasure without knowing I was chasing my own? It had been longer than decades. I’d grown callous to every other female besides the one in my arms.
It was only Avi who drove me to madness. Only Avi who had me sitting outside her bedroom for weeks. Only Avi who tasted like heaven on my tongue. You’re so fucked.
I worshiped one breast until it was swollen and pink, then shifted to the other, teasing her nipple with my teeth and tongue.
“That feels so good.” Her nails scraped across my scalp.
That was heaven.
“I need…” She shifted on my lap, her breath catching every time my cock surged against her clit.
“What do you need?” I knew exactly what she needed, what she craved, but I wanted to hear her admit it. I wanted her to voice her desire.
