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I snorted, because really... willingly... that would never happen.
He didn’t respond to my smirking, and I shivered when a sensation touched my skin. It felt like one fingertip ran up the side of my leg, and I tried to relax my rising chest.
“It still surprised me how much you slept because I heard you put up quite the fight. And you left one of my own on the floor. I will need to get the drug working better for the next time,” he said.
“You said it won’t happen again.” I gave a huff and my mind raced back. “How long have you been waiting?”
“You’ve got beautiful skin,” he said, ignoring my question as his light fingertip continued stroking my thigh. I swallowed a gulp and tried to hide it at the same time. “Silky skin.”
His finger stroked further up my leg and stopped at my hip, circling around my pelvic bone before running his finger down the front of my thigh.
That’s when I realised I had no clothes on, but I felt his finger as it glided over my thong.
Still wearing underwear, thanks for that.
“I’m cold,” I said, hoping he would cover me over.
“I’ll give you a blanket once I’ve spoken to you.” His voice was terse, like my request annoyed him. “I’ve been desperate to talk to you again.”
“About what?” I asked, trying to take my mind off what he was doing with his hand.
He stayed quiet for a touch longer, and I sighed but tried to keep it to myself.
“Do you know there is a beautiful tasting artery that runs along here?” he asked, using a feather-light tip of his finger along my femoral artery.
I gasped at the wetness, which I now worked out was the tip of his tongue gliding across the same spot on my thigh.
“But it’s more delicate and sweet if I can smell your arousal at the same time. The taste and smell together is rather exquisite,” he said in his fake upper English accent. But forgetting his voice because I realised the end of his nose was sniffing where he wanted to smell my arousal.
Thank my gods he did not turn me on.
“Biology wasn’t one of my strongest subjects, but I remember that,” I said, trying to stop whatever he was doing and get him talking again. “The artery that it, not the taste.”
He rumbled a laugh. His breath on my skin disappeared, but his finger continued running up my body, his splayed his palm over my naked stomach. I hitched my breath and tried to remain composed and let out a sigh as his finger returned, but it was rising higher and between my breasts.
My breath buckled.
“This one behind your rib cage, the most important one of all, but it’s not worth the effort to get to it,” he said, but I was glad I was still wearing a bra. I felt his finger as it moved over the lace material, pressing it against my skin.
“Unless a vampire hunter wanted to stake the organ attached,” I said with a hiss.
I gasped as his hand landed directly on my throat, wrapping his fingers delicately but firmly around my neck. I held my breath, trying to keep calm, but he was a vampire, and I was sure my pounding heart was pumping my blood so fast around my body that it was also increasing his primal need—for a taste—for a feed.
He released my throat and used his fingertip again, running it along my carotid artery. But this is my favourite of all.
“What do you want?” I asked. Ignoring his need to work me into a tizz.
“What do you think I want?”
I rolled my eyes. Though under the blindfold, it was a waste of time and effort. “If I knew that, I wouldn’t have asked.”
Without warning, he straddled me so quickly he must have been hovering on top of me the whole time. I grimaced, so sure he was digging his knees at each side of my hips on purpose, showing me again who was in charge. I swallowed a gulp as he leaned into my ear.
“Don’t get impertinent Miss Summer. I don’t put up with misplaced bravery. Others may put up with your sassy mouth because you’re beautiful, but me, not so.”
“Kane, please help me. Seb, are you there?”
“Let me go if I am so disagreeable to you,” I whispered.
