To be honest, she didn’t understand, either. But that didn’t stop her from putting several days’ worth of fear and stress on the table. “I’m scared, okay? I’m lost. I don’t know where I am, and everyone here looks at me
like they want to eat me or torture me. Maybe both.
I want to go home, but then I don’t want to go home because everything I thought I knew is one big lie. The people I trusted have turned against me, and even my own brother is afraid to help me.” She paused to take a breath, fresh fuel for her tirade. “I should hate you, but instead, I’m attracted to you, which is beyond twisted, especially since I know that after I get Neriya back, I’m probably going to die.” She dashed away tears with the back of her hand. “So forgive me if I’m a little emotionally unstable right now.” She sniffed. “Ass.”
“I’m not going to kill you, Nicole. I promise.”
“Maybe not you, but come on. I’m not stupid. Your clan can’t let me live. I know too much.”
“I won’t let that happen.” He framed her face in his hands and bored his gaze into hers. “Listen to me. You’re not going to die. Let’s get Neriya and go from there.”
She nodded, and very slowly, the atmosphere around them shifted from anger and confusion to an electric sensuality she couldn’t ignore. She licked her lips, and his gaze dropped to her mouth, focused on her tongue. In agonizingly slow motion, he lowered his head until there was only a hair’s breadth of space between them.
“I want you, Nicole.”
“Ten minutes ago, you were with another female,” she pointed out, hating that she sounded so petty and sullen.
“Because I had to be. But I didn’t want her. Not this way.”
“This way?”
One corner of his made-for-sin mouth tipped up as he brushed his lips across hers. “This way,” he whispered.
His lips were warm, the kiss lingering, until she went up on her toes to take more. As if that was the invitation he was waiting for, he swept her up, and with his vampire speed, he laid her on the bed.
Still kissing her, he stretched out alongside her and palmed her butt to bring her against him. This felt so strange but so good, and when he slid his hand up under her shirt, she arched to give him easier access.
He dragged his mouth along her jaw, his warm breath caressing her skin.
With expert skill, he unhooked her bra and slid his hand around to cup her breast. Her breath came in a hot rush at his intimate touch, and then it didn’t come at all when he reared back to pull off her shirt and bra. His own shirt didn’t fare well, the sound of tearing threads filling the room as he ripped it off. He was magnificent in his urgency, the cords in his neck straining, the muscles in his arms flexing and rippling with power she’d witnessed several times now.
“I’m not going to ask if you’re ready for this.” His voice was rough, his movements rougher as he tugged off her jeans, leaving her in only the horrid granny panties. “I know you are. I can smell your desire.” His fingers delved between her legs to stroke the damp cotton, and they both groaned. “I can feel it.” He prowled up her body, his expression leaving no doubt about his intent. “But if you want to stop, tell me now.”
Stop? Was he crazy? In answer, she wound her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her, taking a kiss from him. He tasted like dark chocolate, with a metallic bite of— He tasted like that skanky vampire he’d been sucking on.
Raw, scorching jealousy and possessiveness lashed at her. A few days ago, she’d have spent time analyzing the emotions, but she wasn’t that person anymore. She wasn’t in a safe, controlled environment. She was in the wilderness with people who embraced their instincts and remembered their primitive roots. The wildness had permeated her mind, body, and heart. For the first time, she was going to embrace her instincts, too.
She gripped him hard, digging her nails into his neck. Scoring him. Marking him.#p#分页标题#e#
He hissed and ground his erection into her hip.
Oh, but that wasn’t good enough. While he thrust his tongue into her mouth, she wedged her hand between their bodies and yanked open his jeans. His hard length sprang free, and when she took it in her fist, the animal noise he made sent a shiver of dark anticipation through her.
He rose above her, his back arching as she stroked him. She was captivated by the fierce ecstasy in his expression, his slightly parted lips that glistened with her kiss and displayed a hint of ivory fang. When she’d started to think fangs were sexy, she had no idea, but she suddenly wanted them to glide over her body, delivering tiny pricks of pleasure as they went.