Seduce(38)

She didn’t care.

She had to make herself as vulnerable as she could be in order for Antoine to accept that she trusted him and that they could be together. He needed to know that even when she was defenceless, open to attack and at his mercy, he could keep control and not let things go too far. If she could show him that, he might believe that the bloodlust that silently lay in wait in his genes was something he could master and he didn’t need to fear it.

Sera stripped off the borrowed shirt and set it down on the pile. Her gaze fell on the bundle of silk ties beside them and she lifted a black one, the material soft and sensuous against her fingers. Her heart flipped in her throat and her blood heated. She bit her lip. Mercy, she couldn’t deny the fluttering desire in her belly that said she was already asking Antoine to cuff her, she might as well go all the way and ask him to blindfold her too.

When she turned to face him, the black silk tie dangling over her hand in front of her breasts, Antoine raised a dark eyebrow. He looked as though he was going to refuse the whole affair. Had she pushed too far?

He tossed the restraints onto the crumpled red sheets on his bed and crossed the room in a handful of swift strides. She tensed as he snatched the tie from her fingers and stared at it, and then at her. She couldn’t meet his gaze at first, was too busy watching the way his fingers shook against the tie. He was nervous. That made two of them.

“Turn around,” he husked, voice thick with passion, roughened by desire.

Sera did as ordered, biting her lip the whole time. She tensed again when he stepped up behind her, his hips pressing against her bottom, and lowered his arms on either side of her head. She couldn’t take her eyes off the tie as he brought it towards her. Her heart began to race, adrenaline mingling with the desire in her blood, a dangerous mix that Antoine ignited with a kiss. He worked his mouth along her shoulder towards her neck, teasing her as he secured the tie over her eyes, stealing away one of her senses.

Her instincts kicked in even stronger now, other senses on high alert. She could hear Antoine breathing and although it was shallow and soft, it sounded heavy and rough, filling her ears together with the sound of Snow pacing his room and Lilah’s quiet giggle as Javier mumbled something in Spanish that sounded a lot like a curse.

Each brush of Antoine’s lips over her shoulder drugged her, drove her deeper into her desire. The bare whispers of a kiss were the worst, sending glittering sparks over her skin and her senses into overdrive.

“Come with me,” he murmured into her ear, his breath cool and teasing, melting her bones. She already felt too hot, burning from just the brief kisses. How would she feel when Antoine finally locked those heavy unbreakable cuffs around her wrists and ankles?

He led her to the bed, hands on her hips, guiding her through the darkness. She held her hands out in front of her, afraid of falling or hitting something. She trusted Antoine but she didn’t trust herself. Without her sight to guide her, she feared she would make a fool of herself.

“Use your senses.” Antoine paused with her, pressed a kiss to her shoulder and then lightly bit with blunt teeth.

She groaned. How could he expect her to use her senses on anything other than him when he was doing such things to her? The feel of his strong hands grasping her hips and his lips so close to her throat had every part of her locked onto him.

Sera expanded her senses to the room and her eyes widened behind the mask. Everything came back so clearly, outlined in her mind. Her memory of the room combined with the radar-like senses she had as a vampire gave her a clear image of where she was. She could have danced around the room blindfolded and not hit anything.

“Elizabeth needs to improve your lessons. Maybe I could teach you a few things. Would you like that?” Antoine kissed his way up her throat to her earlobe. He teased it between his blunt teeth. His words evoked images in her mind of him playing the role of teacher while she pretended to be his naughty student. Heavens. Just the thought of acting out such wicked fantasies had her soaked with need and moaning for more.

Sera ground her bottom into his groin.

A sharp stab of pain in her earlobe caused her to flinch.

“Damn.” Antoine was gone in a flash, leaving her alone and disorientated in the middle of the room.

Her senses reached for him and she was surprised to find him in the corner of the room.

“What’s wrong?” She pushed the blindfold up her head and flinched again, the room too bright for her sensitive eyes even though the lights were low.

Red ringed Antoine’s beautiful pale eyes.

Sera touched her earlobe and then stared at the trace of scarlet on her fingertips. Blood. She must have aroused him with her little grind against his crotch and brought his fangs out.