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Chapter 7
Piper
Adoor closed somewherenearby, but I couldn't pull myself out of the lust-filled fog Wynn had put me in from just his bite alone.
Later I'd ask why I was so easily taken over by his bite. Later, when I wasn't fighting to keep myself from rubbing all over Wynn like a cat in heat.
"Wynn," I moaned against the sharp pleasure of the fangs buried in my neck.
The hardness of his cock pressed against my backside. I wiggled against it, pushing myself into him. Wynn's hands tightened around my waist, one of them slipping up my back and cupping the back of my neck, angling my head back further. After a second more, he withdrew his fangs with a loud gasp of air. The hot touch of his tongue slid up and down my neck, healing the wound with his saliva.
"Your blood," Wynn groaned, licking his lips and brushing his fingers along the edges of it, sucking off the excess of my blood. My eyes were drawn to each movement, unable to look away for even a moment. "I will never find another who tastes so sweet."
I scrunched my nose up. "I'm not sure if that is a compliment..."
"Oh, it is my little maid." Wynn slipped his arms beneath my legs and lifted us.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on tight though I knew there was no need. Wynn would never drop me.
Then as if to spite my words, Wynn dropped me three feet above the bed. I startled squeal escaped me, and I was weightless for a brief millisecond. Then I bounced on the hard bed and collapsed in an annoyed bundle.
"You didn't have to do that." I leaned up on my elbows and glowered. "I could have walked."
Wynn crawled onto the bed, prowling toward me like a lion preying the gazelle. His fingers wrapped around my ankle, moving up each inch of my flesh and under my black skirt. His touch left a trail of fire in its wake. My thighs involuntarily pressed together in anticipation. When he reached as far as he was able to go, a loud rip followed by a gust of air had me scowling.
"I'llbuy you ten new ones," Wynn purred, lifting one of my thighs, his lips brushing along the inside of my leg.
My breath hitched. "That's beside the point. I need the clothes I have for my new job."
A warm wet muscle licked my flesh, moving closer and closer to my pulsating center. "You already have a job," Wynn murmured hotly against my skin. "Right here...with me."
I lifted my eyes to the ceiling and shoved at his head, pushing him away. I threw my legs over the edge of the bed and gathered the remains of my skirt with a frown.
"What's wrong?" Wynn tried to reach for me. "Piper?"
I scooted away from his grasp and stood. "I’m not your property. You all think just because I work for you that I'm going to be at your beck and call." I stalked over to the dresser and grabbed out a pair of sleep shorts. Shoving one foot and then the other into them, I tied them with twitching fingers.
"Piper..." Long thin fingers gripped my shoulders and I tensed, itching to move away but knowing he would just follow after me. "Where's this coming from?"
Sighing deep, I wrapped my arms around myself. "Where's this going? All of us? I mean, I clean your house, and Darren does...well whatever Antione tells him to do...but what does that mean? Am I going to be your maid forever?" I spun around and peered up at him. "Are we ever going to have a real relationship, or are you only going to come to me when you want sex?"
Wynn's brows drew together tight at my words and then, after a moment, relaxed as he smiled that gorgeous smile of his. "Is that what you're worried about?"
I let him wrap his arms around my waist and draw me near, his forehead pressed against mine. "Yes. Kind of. And other things."
"Well, we can worry about the other things later." Wynn grasped my hand with his and led me to the hotel door.
"Wait," I dug my feet into the carpet, trying to stop us. "Where are we going?"
"On a date, of course," Wynn smirked over his shoulder. "You're right, I have been a bit lax in the romance department, and that's something I plan to rectify now."
My eyes bulged. With all the strength I could muster, I yanked my hand from his grip. "You want to go on a date now? With me dressed like this?" I jerked a hand down at myself. "I don't think so."
"What?" Wynn scanned my form, from my short sleeping shorts to the silk of my button-down shirt. "You look lovely to me."
I snorted. "If I wore a dress of meat, you'd think I was lovely."
Wynn wagged his brows. "And delicious."
