Here Be Sexist Vampires(85)

“Like I said, you’re all I want.” His voice was still deep and throaty, indicating a barely controlled hunger. “Not as a consort. You’re worth more than that. I’ll grant you it’s greedy of me to have three, but just because I like to enjoy the advantages of being Heir doesn’t mean I see women as objects or that I’m anything like your Sire was. If getting rid of them proves that to you then that’s what I’ll do.”

I went to say something but the intensity of his gaze as he ran his knuckles down the column of my throat brought me up short. His gaze dropped to my lips which were dry and I was restraining from licking them in case he mistook that as a signal for him to kiss me.

“I’ll get rid of them,” he repeated.

“Oh, really?”

“You don’t believe me.”

“Of course not.”

He smiled, brushing his nose against mine. “Why?”

“What was it you said to me when we had that fight? That I should get on with my celibate lifestyle and you’d get on with shagging your consorts?”

“I haven’t slept with any one of them since before our fight. Doesn’t seem any point when it’s you I’m thinking about.”

“While you’re on a roll with lies would you care to tell me anymore?”

His gaze seized mine. Softly, he insisted, “I’m not lying.”

I snorted. “You can’t expect me to believe that. Joy comes to the office all the time talking about plans for you and her involving whipped cream and handcuffs and all that crap.”

His smile grew. “I knew you were listening.”

I smiled back in spite of myself.

“Her version of seduction techniques. All were unsuccessful.”

I shook my head. “I’m sorry but there’s just no way I can believe that you haven’t touched them for weeks because of me. And I definitely can’t believe that you’d ditch them for a shag, no matter how much you say you want me.”

“Oh I don’t want a ‘shag’.” With his nose he skimmed the line of my jaw, making me shudder. “Once won’t be enough. I want to do it over, and over, and over, and over again. And I intend to do a lot more to you than just that.”

Great – now I had a series of images circulating round my head that were dazing my brain with lust. “I heard you don’t shag the same woman twice unless it’s a consort.”

“I don’t.”

“Yet you’re saying ‘over and over again’...?”

He softly ran the tip of his finger along my bottom lip which I very nearly flicked it with my tongue. “It’s...different...with you,” he finally said.

Close to overwhelmed by his closeness and teasing touches I swallowed so hard that I was surprised that I found my voice. “Different how?”

He seemed to be searching for words; confusion was splattered across his face. Eventually he shrugged one shoulder slightly. “It just is. I don’t just want you, I need you. Crave you so bad that no one else even appeals to me.”#p#分页标题#e#

The hint of desperation in his voice sent a shiver through my body. I might have thought these words were just designed to eat at my defences if I hadn’t seen the truth in his eyes. But even as he stood here admitting – something that I could see wasn’t easy for him to do – that he craved me so badly, he was sure to keep his touches light, simple, non-invasive. He had to see the effect he was having on me, had to be able to sense my arousal, and yet he wasn’t leaping on that. He really wasn’t going to until I gave in to him, I realised with a shock. Until he heard the words come from my mouth, he wouldn’t act on what he wanted – craved – no matter how bad it was for him. How could I have ever thought that there was any similarity whatsoever between him and Victor? They were nothing alike. That old bastard had took what he wanted when he wanted, disregarding anyone else. Yeah Jared was arrogant and slutty, but taking advantage of his position of Heir and accepting the offers of the women around him wasn’t a crime and didn’t make him anything like my Sire at all. But then I’d known that all along really, hadn’t I? It was like Jared had said; it had just been so long since my body had responded to a bloke without being manipulated that I hadn’t known how to deal with it. So what had I done? Slammed up a shield and ran from it.

“You know how it’ll feel, Sam.”

I did know. I knew how his hands would feel on my skin. I knew how wildly he would kiss me. I knew how tight he would hold me. There would be that explosion of heat coursing through me, like fire. And if just having him kiss me and touch me would make me feel that, what would the rest be like? My clit was throbbing just thinking about it. Oh God I really needed to step away from him. Right. Now.