Текст книги "Tiger"
Автор книги: Laurann Dohner
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Get in your car, damn it. Run! The last thing you need is to get involved with another man and this can’t go anywhere. You’ve sworn off men, remember? Two divorces, thirty-one years old and you’re always attracted to toxic men.
She didn’t budge, just remained there with her eyes closed and silently listed all the reasons she needed to leave. She finally opened them and leaned down to collect her discarded shoes. She tossed them into the passenger side of her car and turned her head to watch the way he’d gone. Wise or not, she wasn’t leaving. He was coming back and she’d be there waiting when he did.
On an up note she’d read that New Species were sterile and didn’t carry sexually transmitted diseases. He couldn’t knock her up or give her anything bad if they did end up having sex.
* * * * *
Tiger hauled the human out of the Jeep, shoved him at two of the officers and then handed over the rifle he’d confiscated from the jerk. “I caught him with this and took him to my Jeep to call it in but then he ran. I had to chase him down. He’s stupid so be wary.”
The male who accepted responsibility for the prisoner nodded grimly. “Yes, Tiger.”
“There may be more of them. Shut down the area, seal the gates and don’t allow anyone to leave or enter this way. I am going hunting.”
“We’ll gather reinforcements to assist you.”
“No.” Tiger shook his head. “I’m going alone. Make sure all the wall patrols are warned. Be sure they are wearing their protective gear in case of snipers. I’m turning off my radio. I plan to be totally silent while I search the woods.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” the second officer growled. “We are stronger in numbers.”
“We’re also louder. I’m in charge and I just gave you an order. Seal it down. No one in or out and don’t be alarmed if you can’t contact me. I’ll be out there.” He spun to stomp back to the Jeep and leaped inside.
His dick was still hard, his body burning to finish what he’d started with Zandy. He really hoped she hadn’t been lying. The thought of her being gone when he returned made him want to snarl.
Another part of him hoped she wouldn’t be waiting. Touching her made him lose all control. He’d nearly taken her in front of a human witness and he didn’t even give a damn. He just wanted her.
Her taste and the feel of her in his arms made him feel foreign, crazy things. He should return home to take a cold shower and find a Species female. They didn’t want commitment and were usually easy to understand despite Kit’s recent odd behavior. Zandy… Tiger had no idea what she wanted from him besides sex.
No way was he taking a mate. He shook his head as he started the engine and threw it in drive, ignoring the worry on the other males’ faces as they watched him leave. He hated the tiny bit of guilt he felt over lying. The fact that he was willing to tell falsehoods to be with the attractive human rang alarm bells in his brain.
Not that it stopped him from driving as fast as he could to return to where she hopefully waited. He took the turns a little too fast, broke the speed laws they had set for safety and only slowed when he came to the last curve of the road, to avoid hitting her car if it was still parked there.
The sight of her made him want to roar in victory. She was his. He was going to strip her bare and do all the things he wanted. Raw hunger gripped him. He wanted Zandy Gordon and he was going to have her.
He grinned, ecstatic all of a sudden as all doubt vanished. He’d worry about what it meant to want her, what she meant to him, later. Right now he just wanted to get her alone, away from the road, and put his hands back on her.
There was a wide strip of grass that he used to park the Jeep. He tore the keys from the ignition and pocketed them as he jumped out. He strode right to her and held out his hand.
“Give me your keys.”
She blinked, obviously not expecting him to say that, but eased away from the car anyway. “They are in the ignition.”
“I’m going to move your car off the road and park it behind my vehicle.”
She nodded and inched away from her car as he moved impatiently. The urge to just bend, toss her over his shoulder and carry her deeper into the woods was strong. He doubted she’d appreciate his carnal thoughts of how he’d like to take her on the ground. He tried to cool his heated blood while he opened the door and attempted to wiggle his big body inside her car.
The female had short legs and the steering wheel squeezed him until he got hold of the lever to shove the seat all the way back. The car smelled of her, laundry soap and something he couldn’t identify. He drove it off the road, parked it behind his Jeep and reached over to shove her purse under the seat, out of sight. The road was mostly secure but anyone could wander by if they were looking for trouble.
The element of danger wasn’t missed by Tiger. He’d already found one human with a gun stalking the woods near Reservation walls. The man could have friends. That gave him pause as he removed the keys from the ignition, pocketed them and locked her car door.
One look at Zandy’s steady green gaze and he decided she was worth some risk. He’d be aware of their surroundings and hoped he could remember to stay alert while he touched her. The smart thing would be to have her follow him back to the gates and take her to his house but the officers would talk. Tiger with a human female would cause a stir, considering his outspoken beliefs that Species males were foolish to hook up with them.
Zandy chewed on her bottom lip, an uncertain expression making her appear fragile. He quickly closed the distance between them to scoop her up in his arms. She gasped but gripped his shoulders.
“I can walk.”
He resisted grinning, amused. She was light in his arms, felt good so close to him, and he wanted her there. “You’re not wearing shoes. I have you.” He forced his gaze from hers, turned toward his Jeep, and quickly headed that way.
“Where are we going?” Zandy relaxed in Tiger’s arms.
“I’m taking you away from the road. I don’t want any interruptions in case others are trespassing.” He paused by the side of the Jeep. “Do you see the blanket folded on the back bench? Could you please grab it?”
She had to let go of him with one arm. He bent her over a little and she grabbed it and dropped it on her lap. Her arm wound around his neck again.
“You really should let me walk. It’s just grass.”
“I don’t want you to hurt your feet and where we are going there might be rocks and small twigs. Trust me. I have you.”
Yes, you do, she admitted silently. The man was strong. He held her in his arms as if she didn’t weigh anything as he maneuvered through the trees quickly. It dawned on her that he was mostly a stranger. She was allowing him to take her deep into the woods and it probably wasn’t the brightest idea she’d ever had. He could be a serial killer but she doubted it. Something about him just made her trust him. Her intuition had been wrong before about people but Tiger wasn’t exactly a regular guy.
“There is a pretty stream ahead,” he rasped. “We will go there.”
That sounds romantic. She smiled, liking that. “Okay.”
She studied his face. He really was gorgeous in a masculine, exotic kind of way. His hair did resemble a mane. The thick strands waved down his shoulders and the multicolored streaks were a truly striking sight. Her hand turned and she ran her fingers through some of it, enjoying the silky texture. His gaze flicked to hers for a second before he concentrated on where he stepped.
“We’re almost there.”
He had walked really fast but wasn’t out of breath and it made her realize how strong he must be. That probably should have made her a little leery of him but she didn’t feel any twinges of fear whatsoever. She was all for having sex with him. The chemistry between them was off-the-charts hot and his size actually made him more arresting.
The woods opened into a small oasis of flowers, a narrow stream and plush grass. Tiger stopped walking, sniffing the air as Zandy gazed around in wonder.
“It’s so pretty.”
He turned to stare deeply into her eyes. “This is my new favorite spot. We recently acquired the land and I come here to bathe sometimes when I’m patrolling the area. Not many of the officers know about it and only a few of us hunt this section for intruders. We’ll have privacy.”
He placed Zandy on her feet. Thick, soft grass cushioned her toes. The blanket nearly slipped to the ground but Tiger grabbed it. He straightened, stepped around her and bent to spread it over an area of moss by the water’s edge in the shade.
His body twisted her way as he straightened and reached for his shirt to remove it. He exposed his impressively sculpted abs to her view. “Do you need help undressing? I’d like for us to remove all our clothes.”
Her heart pounded as she made a final decision—she really wanted to have sex with him. It wasn’t much of a choice. The memory of him had haunted her since the night they’d kissed in that parking lot, the attraction between them too strong to deny. She wanted him. It had been nearly a year since she’d sworn off men after her divorce and the idea of being touched by him tempted her too much.
Her fingers shook slightly as she unbuttoned her shirt, spread it apart and kept her gaze locked on Tiger. His eyes were stunning, so exotic she didn’t want to look away, but the view he exposed when he peeled off his shirt was too tempting to miss. Tan, golden skin, that broad chest, dusky flat nipples and thick bands of muscle was enough to convince her she’d made the right choice. He was perfection.
The zipper at the back of her skirt sounded unusually loud as it came down. The material just dropped to her ankles and she stepped away from it. He softly growled at her as his gaze strayed down her body and she hoped that meant he liked what he saw. She was grateful to be wearing matching underwear. Her hands still trembled as she unfastened her bra, shrugged it off, and reached for her hips to ease her blue thong down her legs.
He stalked closer to her, his pants still on, until only inches separated them. She felt totally exposed, standing there completely naked when he wasn’t.
“You didn’t take off your pants.”
A grin curved his sexy mouth. “I will soon but I don’t want to frighten you.”
Her eyebrows arched. “Why would that scare me?”
Hesitation made her worry until he spoke. “I really want you and I’m very hard. I’m also different from your males.”
That stunned her and she glanced down. The outline of his cock was clear. It was big but appeared the same shape as a normal penis would be. Her gaze lifted and for the first time she really worried about being alone with him, yet she was prepared to deal with any physical differences they might have to overcome.
Tiger seemed to read her mind. “I’m shaped and function the same way but we’re just bigger than your males. I don’t want you to be intimidated or risk you changing your mind.”
“We’ll just take it slow.” Her hands reached for his waist. “I think I’ll risk a little fear.”
His hands stopped her from opening his pants as he tugged her along with him. He backed up to the side of where the blanket waited and lowered to his knees, still holding her hands.
Zandy dropped to her knees on the grass then moved onto the blanket. Tiger released her and touched her body instead. She gasped when he suddenly had her pinned down flat with him half over her until their mouths were nearly touching.
“I want you more than I’ve ever wanted any female.” His voice came out gruff and sounded a little raw. “I am trying to slow down but it’s so difficult.”
Her hands cupped his face. “I want you too. This is insane, isn’t it?”
He nodded. “A little, but there is a strong pull between us.”
Animal magnetism. She refused to say that aloud in case he took offense. She could have said raw lust but staring into his exotic catlike eyes, the first one fit more. Whatever the draw, it was incredibly strong.
“I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I do you either,” she admitted. “Crazy or not.”
A soft purr came from him and it surprised her but, at the same time, turned her on a little more. He certainly wasn’t like anyone she’d ever known. It was a good thing.
“I’ll try to slow down.”
“You don’t have to.” She decided to be blunt. “I ache for you.”
His mouth came down on hers to end any further conversation between them and his aggressive kiss notched her passion higher. Her fingers frantically explored every inch of his chest she could reach. He was hot, figuratively and literally. One of his legs lifted and she spread hers to make room for him as he slid it between them.
Her back arched to press more firmly against him. He snarled and pulled his mouth away as they both panted. His palms flattened on the blanket next to her and he lifted up to sit. He tore at his boots and socks and just tossed them aside. He rose quickly to his feet and grabbed the front of his pants. His gaze held hers.
“Don’t fear me. I won’t hurt you.”
Zandy wiggled enough to rise, bracing her bent elbows behind her. “Show me.”
Desire narrowed his eyes and her gaze lowered to watch intently as he released the snap and the zipper. He allowed the pants to slide down once they were open, revealing black boxer briefs. She held back a gasp when she got clearer look at how much he wanted her. He bent, blocked her view of his cock and removed the pants completely. He straightened once more and his thumbs hooked the waist of his underwear.
“We’ll take it slow.”
“Just take them off.”
His chest expanded as he sucked in a deep breath. “Please don’t change your mind. It would kill me.”
A grin twisted her lips. “I can handle it.”
The material lowered torturously slowly, as if he wanted to draw it out as long as possible. She appreciated the feeling of anticipation until the cotton lowered enough for his rigid cock to spring free. Her lips parted and she had to remember to breathe. Tiger was bigger than any man she’d ever seen. The shaft was thick and long and the tip of his cock curved a little upward with a fuller mushroom tip.
“Oh wow.”
He froze and stared at her. “What does that mean? Are you afraid?”
“Nope. Just go slow.”
The look of relief on his face was near comical to Zandy but she felt a little bad, wondering if he had reason to be so worried. Had some woman seen that bad boy and run from him? She wasn’t timid though. There weren’t too many challenges that she’d back down from, especially if they looked like something out of her hottest fantasy.
He kicked away the briefs and dropped to his knees. One hand clutched her ankle and lifted, spread her thighs wider and his gaze fixed on her exposed pussy. He made a sexy sound—between a soft growl and a near purr.
“You have hair.”
She licked her lips. “Do you prefer it all gone? It’s just a little strip.”
He let go of her ankle and bent over until his face was right above her spread thighs. “I like it a lot.” He inhaled and groaned. “So good.”
She’d never had a man do that before but it seemed to turn him on more. One of his hands gripped her inner thigh and calloused fingertips made her shiver in the best way as he caressed her.
“I want to taste you but I want inside you just as bad.” His gaze lifted. “You’re so wet and ready for me.”
Zandy collapsed onto her back and lifted her arms to reach for him. “As good as that sounds, I want you right now.”
He crawled over her and lowered his big body until she could feel his hot, thick cock against her inner thigh. They were belly to belly and his mouth sought hers. He kissed her as if it were the end of the world. It was so feverish and frantic it drove her a little out of her mind. She lifted her legs to wrap them around his waist. Her hips wiggled, trying to urge him on and she moaned when he adjusted his body a little higher until the incredibly rigid length of his cock pressed against the seam of her pussy.
He rocked his hips to rub the length of his cock against her clit. It was easy to do since she was soaked with her need for him. It felt so good she had to tear her mouth from his or risk biting him. Her hands gripped his shoulders and her nails dug into his skin.
“Please,” she pleaded.
His head burrowed against her neck and he placed hot, wet kisses on her throat, which she bared for him. The feel of the sharp points of his fangs registered and it turned her on more. He could have bitten into her at that point and she wouldn’t have cared. He hadn’t even entered her and she was ready to come.
He spread his thighs, forcing hers wider apart and rolled his hips in a way that made his cock press tighter against the bundle of nerves.
“Fuck me,” she demanded.
He stopped kissing her neck and growled. “Easy.”
“Fuck that. Take me.”
Her body burned and she was so close to climaxing. Her fallen angel was just too sexy and the man knew how to take her to heaven. Her body screamed for release.
He lifted up enough that she turned her head to stare into his eyes. The blue of them pulled her in and she barely registered when he reached between them and put space between their hips until the broad head of his cock pressed against the entrance of her pussy.
“Yes,” she urged.
He pressed against her and his eyes closed. Her body resisted taking him at first but she rolled her hips slowly until the thick crown of his cock eased through. Tiger’s lips parted, a look of near pain tensed his features and he growled as he slowly entered her. She was so wet it helped ease him inside and the pleasure of being filled and stretched was exquisite to Zandy.
“Oh god,” she moaned.
Tiger’s eyes opened. “Tell me if I hurt you. You’re so tight.”
She rolled her hips again and wrapped her legs tighter around his waist as she adjusted them until her heels pressed into his firm ass. She used them to pull tighter against him and his cock sank deeper.
“You feel so good.”
His arms pinned her under him where he braced his weight with his elbows and his fingers curved under her shoulders to grip her. He withdrew a little and slid back in, making her take more of him. She couldn’t look away from his eyes staring into hers. They were the most beautiful thing in the world and nothing had ever felt better than having him slowly fuck her.
“Faster,” she urged once her body adjusted to him after he’d fully worked his entire shaft inside her pussy. “Please?”
He lowered his head and tried to kiss her but she turned her head to the side to bare her throat instead. “I’m afraid I’ll bite you. It is too good. I’m going to come.”
His mouth found the line of her throat and he kissed her there as he began to move faster, his strong body pinning her down. The feel of his muscles rippling almost sent her into climax. His cock hit a spot inside her that made her cry out and her nails dug in deeper. Sharp teeth clamped down on her skin and his hips bucked rapidly, fucking her hard and fast.
Zandy threw back her head and cried out as pleasure tore through her. The climax was brutal as it spread through her body. Her vaginal muscles clamped down hard on his driving cock and her body seized from the intensity of it.
Tiger released her from his teeth. The roar that came out of his mouth nearly deafened her. Heat shot inside her as he came. She could feel every jet of his semen filling her as his hips slowed to sharp, short jerks and he kept his cock buried deep inside her. Another climax hit, shocking her, and she lifted her head to muffle the scream she couldn’t hold back against his chest. She was afraid he’d mistake it for pain. Her mouth opened on his smooth skin.
Tiger’s head fell forward and his weight pushed her back flat. She was shocked that she’d bitten him. She had been afraid she would. He panted against her skin when he finally stopped fucking her. Zandy eased her grip and loosened the hold of her legs, which were still wrapped around his hips, as her body began to recover and relax. A sense of deep satisfaction filled her and she smiled. She didn’t even care that Tiger roared like a lion when he came. It sounded scary but it was a real turn-on.
Chapter Four
The sounds of the woods penetrated finally to Zandy. The stream bubbled and the wind not only sent a gentle breeze along their heated skin but made the trees rustle above them. Her eyes opened and she stared through the branches full of leaves at the pretty blue sky with clouds.
Tiger hadn’t moved off her and seemed content to keep their bodies joined while he kept her pinned under him. She could breathe fine but his weight was heavy enough to keep her exactly where he wanted her. There was zero motivation on her part to move though.
She discovered, in the aftermath of the best sex she’d ever had, that Tiger’s cock still felt incredibly hard and big inside her. She’d be worried he hadn’t come if she hadn’t felt him do it and heard his roar of completion. Her ears still rang a little from that roar of his.
Lips brushed her skin. “Did I hurt you?”
A smile curved her lips. “Nope. Wow. That was amazing.”
His body tensed for a split second before he relaxed again. “It was.”
Her hands moved, roaming down the broad expanse of his back, and loved the feel of his smooth, firm skin. It was something she could get used to and never tire of. Her hands trailed down to the curve of his ass before making their way upward to finger his silky hair.
“That feels good.”
“For both of us,” she agreed. “I really like touching you.”
“You can do that as much as you like, anywhere on me.” He laughed and shifted so he could look down at her. She had to release him to focus and peer into his eyes. They were so stunning. She felt as though she could stare into them forever. His hands released her shoulders and one of them brushed her hair off the side of her face. His touch was tender.
“You are so beautiful right now. Your lips are swollen from my kisses and your eyes are such a pretty shade of green. They remind me of a beautiful meadow when I look into them.”
She grinned. “You’re the beautiful one. Trust me. You’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. You’re like a living sculpture of the perfect man.”
He grinned. “You mean an angel?”
She laughed. “You will never let me live that one down, will you?”
He shook his head, smiling. “No. I’m flattered. I’ve been called a lot of names but never one so nice.”
She just smiled at him.
“Did I hurt you at all? Tell me if I have. You’re small and I was rough.”
She shook her head. “No. Did I hurt you? Your back maybe? Your chest? I bit you a little. I don’t see any blood though.” She glanced at the red spot and winced. She could see teeth marks. “I’m sorry.”
He grinned. “It felt good. I was just afraid I may have been too rough with you. You make me lose my control.”
“Thanks. I might have cut up your back with my nails.”
He shrugged. “It was worth it if you did. You completely drained me.”
She reached up and brushed his hair back. “I drained you?”
He smiled. “You made me shoot so much of myself inside you that I don’t think there’s anything left. I almost passed out it felt so strong but I was afraid I’d crush you.” He paused. “I roared.” His surprise was clear.
“Don’t tell me I’m the first one who ever made you do that,” she teased.
He didn’t smile back and instead seemed disturbed a little when he frowned. “I have never lost so much of myself inside a female before or felt that strongly that I couldn’t hold back my instincts.”
A little pride swelled inside her and she had to admit it felt good to know she’d affected him as much as he had her. They both had experienced some firsts. Then grim reality set in next. They’d had wild, passionate sex in the woods together but they didn’t really know each other. They probably had nothing else in common and they weren’t in a relationship.
Men were different than women. She had two failed marriages in her wake to prove that fact. Saying vows with a man had meant everything to her but both husbands had broken them as easily as they had her heart. Sex and love were separate for men and she needed to remember that.
He just wanted sex. Put on the big-girl panties. You wanted this too but don’t read anything into it. The mental pep talk helped her keep things in perspective. It saddened and depressed her but she’d have great memories.
“I guess we should get dressed and go back to our cars before someone drives by and wonders where we are.”
His gaze narrowed and his voice noticeably deepened. “You want to leave already?”
“I, um, well, someone will see our cars and wonder where we are. They might even come looking for us.” The idea of being caught naked in the woods unsettled her. She never had trysts with strangers—he was her first. She liked to keep her sex life private. “I’d have to post bail,” she joked.
“I closed the road. No one will know.”
She stared up at him. “You did?”
He smiled. “I turned over the asshole to officers at the gate and told them I wanted the road closed. I told them I would hunt the woods alone and see if anyone else was out here. No one will disturb us. I’m in charge and they have to follow my orders.”
She laughed. “That’s pretty cool. I guess it’s good to be in charge, huh?”
“Very cool.” He shifted and eased his cock out of her body. “Come on.”
Zandy released him and he rose to his feet. He was so muscular and perfect that she couldn’t resist staring at his body a little. The fact that he still had a major hard-on wasn’t lost on her either. He reached out to her.
“Take my hands.”
She put her hands in his and he helped her to her feet. He stepped backward, still holding her hands. He led her to the creek and into it. It was a warm, sunny afternoon but the water was a bit chilly. He kept hold of her until he stood waist-deep and she was up to the tips of her breasts. They instantly responded by tightening and she knew Tiger noticed when he grinned.
“Come over here. There are some rocks.”
They moved downstream about five feet and he suddenly sat on something hidden beneath the surface that made the water level with his nipples. He maneuvered her to sit on the mossy-feeling stone next to him. She relaxed and enjoyed the movement of the water around them.
“This feels good since we got a little sweaty.”
“I love to come here whenever I can. I enjoy cooling off before I stretch out naked on the rocks over there to dry in the sun.”
It sounded so sensuous to Zandy that she followed the direction of his gaze to the smooth, flat boulders. She could almost imagine his naked body as he stretched out on his back with his arms up to use his hands to cushion the back of his head. Her attention returned to him and his body. The water made his nipples taut, hard tips of dusky temptation. She got the urge to taste.
Oh hell, why not? She knew this would be the one and only time she found herself sitting in a creek with a super-sexy guy. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips before she turned into him and lowered her face. He gasped as her mouth latched on to him and he arched his back to give her easier access. One of her hands slid across his flat belly under the water while her other hand gripped his shoulder to keep her balance.
His fingers slipped into her hair to encourage her. She shifted even closer to him, released his nipple and kissed her way to the other one. Loud purrs made his entire chest vibrate. Her hand lifted from his belly to his chest, to feel them better. She was amazed and aroused at the same time by his reaction.
The hold on her hair tightened until he fisted it and tugged her away from sucking and teasing his nipple. She met his gaze for a split second before he lowered his head and his mouth took possession of hers. Firm, desire-hungry lips forced hers apart and his tongue explored and stroked, as if he wanted no doubt left in her mind that he wanted her again. She tried to lift her leg to climb on his lap but he suddenly broke the kiss to stare at her.
“Hands and knees, right here, but turn around,” he snarled, his voice harsh.
His stern tone didn’t scare her. She understood why he sounded half out of control since she wanted him more than her next breath. Letting go of him wasn’t easy since her hands loved the feel of him but she managed to do it. The rock they shared was similar to a ledge and she rose to her knees on it. The embankment directly behind them was a sharp incline covered with grass and clover.
“Grab something,” he growled.
Big hands gripped her hips and pushed her forward enough that her hands shot out to claw at the soft greenery when he bent her over and stood behind her. A knee bumped her thighs, she spread them apart, and suddenly Tiger curled his body over her back. One of his hands opened on the grass inches from her left one and he braced.
His cock nudged against her pussy and he was entering her. He wrapped his free arm around her waist and anchored her firmly in front of him. Zandy moaned from the way he drove into her with one slow but forceful thrust of his hips. He made her take all of him without any hesitation. The feel of him inside her was wonderful and the new position felt even more amazing than him facing her had.
His hold on her waist adjusted until his hand cupped her pussy from the front and located her clit. He pressed a finger against it. Tiger growled and withdrew almost totally from her body before he slammed into her hard and deep. Zandy cried out from the pleasure of it and he wrapped around her tighter as her fingers dug into the earth.
Tiger pounded against her mercilessly as he rubbed her clit. Ecstasy swamped her. She couldn’t think. Nothing existed but his driving cock, hitting wonderful nerves that were drawing her dangerously close to climaxing. It felt so good it nearly hurt as he pounded against her ass harder, hammering her rapidly, and his purrs were loud enough that her body seemed to vibrate with his.
“I could mount you until I die,” Tiger snarled.
“Yes,” she cried out as he thrust into her even faster and harder.
A snarl came from his throat. It brought the sex up another notch instead of frightening her. She felt his teeth clamp down on her shoulder and the sharp points of his fangs actually seemed to bite into her that time. It didn’t matter. The jolt of pain only took her closer to climax.
