Page 37 of Crimson Hunter


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I stopped her mouth with mine and kissed her quiet, only to realize that I’d pretty much thrown gasoline on the fire that already raged within my body for her.

She melted against me, her tongue stroking against mine as I took her mouth over and over, telling her wordlessly how badly I wanted her. Grabbing her ass, I hauled her against me and lifted, grunting at the perfection of her curves. Her hands tunneled through my hair as I walked forward to the kitchen table and sat her on the edge.

“Tell me no,” I demanded as I trailed my mouth down her neck, cataloging every response she had as my hands roamed over the swell of her hips and the dip of her waist.

“Why would I do that?” She sighed, letting her head fall back as my lips found her collarbone.

“Because if you don’t, I’m going to take care of one of the things on that little list of yours right fucking now.” I kissed my way to the swell of her breasts, then gave in and let my teeth rake gently across the soft skin.

“Again…why would I say no?” She separated her knees.

“Fuck.” I stepped between her thighs, grasped her hips, and dragged her to the very edge of the table. Then I kissed her and let the rest of the world fade away.

Nothing mattered. Not the dinner rapidly cooling on the counter. Not her sickness. Not my unchecked hunger. She was air and she was sustenance, and damn, did she kiss me back like she felt the same exact way.

My hands skimmed the outside of her thighs, slipping under the hem of her dress.

“Tell me no,” I repeated as I reached the strands of lace she called underwear.

“Yes.” She grabbed ahold of my face and pulled back so I could see her eyes. “Yes.”

Taste. Claim.I was fucking working on it.

I dropped to my knees, shoved her dress up to her hips, and tasted the skin of her inner thigh all before she could so much as gasp. Slower. I had to go slower.

She wasn’t a vampire. Grace was beautifully human, and my speed would scare the shit out of her. I had to be gentle. So. Very. Gentle. But fuck, she smelled like desire, and that heady scent filled my lungs with every breath.

But I could do slow. I could do gentle.

Then her hands tightened in my hair and all bets were off.

My fangs punched down.

I nicked each of the strands of her underwear with the sharp edges of my elongated canines and the fabric fell away.

Her heart rate sped to a gallop as I drew back and looked at her. Pink, glistening, shiny, and wet, she was pure perfection.

Mine, my instincts roared as animalistic need ripped through me.

“Ajax?” Grace’s voice was as soft as she was.

“You are fucking gorgeous.” That was all I could say before I lost all semblance of gentleness and set my mouth on her pussy.

Her breath caught and then she moaned.

It was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard. She was hot beneath my lips, and the taste of her went straight to my head. The sweet florals and tang of citrus mixed with a sweetness I couldn't get enough of. My tongue tasted every inch, flicking over her clit until it swelled for me, until her hips rocked against my face as I devoured her.

“Oh myGod.” Her hands held my head against her as if there was anywhere else in the world I wanted to be.

I was careful to keep my fangs safely behind my lips as I swirled my tongue around her, then dipped to slip inside her.

“Ajax!”

I groaned, then fucked her with my tongue like I wanted to with my cock, spearing her over and over as she rolled her hips for more. Her entire body went tight as her cries came faster, higher in pitch.

My Grace wasn’t quiet and I fucking loved it. I wanted to hear her scream my name from now until the end of time.

Her pleasure was all that mattered, and I switched my tongue with my fingers, savoring the way the walls of her pussy gripped me tight as I stroked her higher and higher, curling in at just the right angle.

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