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She turned her head, her mouth seeking mine. Our lips melded together, and I tumbled through a black, starless space.
Time dropped away. The room ceased to exist. My problems—my father, Prosper, Twilight herself—were mere pinpricks.
The only real, true things in the universe were our two bodies, moving together in a sensual dance.
My balls drew up tight as the pleasure ratcheted to an almost unbearable level.
My fingers were threaded through hers now. I slowed down, changing the angle of my thrusts so I brushed against her clit with each stroke.
She wrenched her mouth from mine. “Please…I’m so close.”
I captured her gaze. “Say my name.”
She stared up at me, eyes glazed, like she didn’t understand. Her inner muscles constricted around me. A tremor went over her body.
“Say it.” I pushed deep and stilled. “Brien. Beg me to make you come.”
Comprehension flitted over her face. She lifted her head and scraped her teeth down my jaw, a wild thing I’d probably never tame…and the primal part of me liked that, was both challenged and aroused.
I didn’t want a woman I could easily tame. The pleasure came in fighting her for control.
Small, sharp teeth sank into my earlobe, making me groan. When she spoke, her voice was a gritty purr.
“Fuck me, Brien. Make me come.”
I pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach. She scrambled onto her hands and knees, her hair spilling around her shoulders. On her spine, the rose twined around the dagger like a crimson question mark—or a map to the mystery that was Twilight.
I gripped her hips and thrust in again. “Take me, then.” With each word, I thrust hard, my thighs slapping against her ass.
With a needy moan, she slid a hand between her legs and rubbed her clit.
“That’s it, angel.” I wrapped a hand around her throat. Letting her feel my possession. “Feel how slippery you are against my cock. I want that tight pussy squeezing me until I can’t see straight.”
She drew a jagged breath and put her free hand on the slatted black headboard. The position arched her body in a beautifully erotic pose.
“Brien. Oh, god, oh god…”
The pleasure increased to a white-hot level.
“More,” she begged.
I tightened my grip on her throat, careful not to hurt her. With my other hand, I tugged at her nipple. “Come,” I commanded.
She made a high, needy sound.
As I thrust back in, I released her throat to pull her hips hard against me. Jagged white lightning exploded through my brain. She moaned and convulsed around me, dragging me over the edge after her.
* * *
The next week passed in a haze of sex, wine and chocolate. The vampire trifecta.
I did the minimum of work, letting Cain and Talon handle the rest. I knew I’d shocked them. Hell, I barely recognized this new, irresponsible Brien myself.
But this Brien woke up smiling each night.
This Brien was…happy.
I knew it wasn’t forever. People were going to start asking questions—about Jules, about who was in charge. And the uneasy peace between me and Prosper would probably break sooner than later.
