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The need to see the rest of her, bare, had me clenching my jaw.
Even though my hand was buried inside her, the evidence of her pleasure soaking it, I hadn’t gotten to see her gorgeous little pussy.
And that pissed me the fuck off.
I let out a slow breath, trying to release some of that anger before I said or did something I’d regret.
Though I didn’t know what the hell I wanted from the vampire, I knew I’d just had the most intense, erotic experience of my life. And my wolf hadn’t protested it for one damn second.
Which meant I needed to keep my assholeness hidden, so we could have a repeat.
Because if it felt that good with Iris even without having her wrapped around me, how fucking incredible would she feel on my cock?
I slowly started to withdraw my fingers from her panties, even though that was the last thing I wanted to do.
If I wanted a shot at making this happen again, I had to figure out a way to get fucking respectful, fast.
Because… what I’d done probably wasn’t really cool.
Then again, shehaddrugged me with whatever she had in those sexy little fangs of hers.
She reached down lightning-fast, and yanked my hand back into place.
My cock throbbed as she clenched around my finger.
“Not yet,” she whispered to me. “I’m not ready.”
Well I definitely wasn’t going to argue with that.
I slowly started to move my fingers inside her, feeling around for the spots that would make her go wild for me. She was so fucking tight, it made my cock throb. When I found the rough patch I knew had to be her g-spot, she bucked against my hand.
Her moan had me digging my finger in, dragging hard over it.
Her teeth pierced my wrist again, and as her body arched, I pressed her clit hard. She writhed against me, and then fuckingscreamed.
Liquid drenched my hand, and a thick wave of pride swelled in my chest—and cock.
I fuckingknewI could pleasure a woman.
Elle hadn’t been interested in me, but I had been fucking right.
And now, I was going to figure out a way to drag this vampire back home with me.
I blinked as the thought of home brought mental images of Lucas, and his crayons, and his adorable little grin.
What the hell was I doing?
I couldn’t just fuck around with some random girl—and Morgan’s best friend, for that matter.
I needed to get the hell out of there before she realized who I was, and force myself back to reality.
Single-fatherhood.
Trailer-living.
Home-schooling.
That was what I needed to focus on, not this random, sick vampire girl who was searching for a mate.
