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her inner thighs. He filled her with fire.
“You are mine.” He said this and took her bottom lip between his teeth. Harder and harder until he balanced on the very edge of drawing blood.
Her heart sped. Adrenaline spiked. He brought this out in her in a way no one else ever had. It was by turns exciting and deeply exhausting. She didn’t know what to do with the tenderness so she just sort of pretended it wasn’t there until she tripped over it or figured it out.
He let go slowly and licked over the sting. His strokes had slowed, but they’d gone harder and deeper.
“Nothing to say, Hunter?”
“Your cock feels really good.”
He snarled but then laughed.
He nipped her bottom lip again. “You. Are. Mine.”
That little snarly possessive thing was recent and it totally made her tingle. He was so all buttoned up and well mannered that when he got a little tousled it was so unbelievably hot.
“Do you want me to agree? Right here with your cock in me? With my scent all over you and my toothbrush on your counter? Am I yours, Scion?”
“It wasn’t a question, Rowan. It was a statement.”
He added a swivel on each thrust so he ground himself against her clit and orgasm slowly began to build. Again.
“And are you mine then?” She regretting saying it aloud. It sounded...like someone else.
But his response, that widening of his eyes and the emotion on his features erased most of her embarrassment at needing reassurance. “Most assuredly. You’re a pain in the ass. You kill my Vampires and scare the ones you leave alive. You’re rude and ill mannered. You do have very good taste in wine, I give you that.”
She laughed. “Thank you, Scion. I’m glad to know my surly ways were what hooked you.”
He kissed her slowly as he ground himself against her again and again. “You’re so wet and hot. Drives me crazy. So close. You’re tightening up around me. Give me number three then.”
Rowan let it all go and came so hard she cracked her head on the mirror as she arched to take him deeper.
He put a hand between her skull and the mirror and sped his pace, making that hot little fuck-mumble only she got to hear and came, closing that loop between them.
Chapter Six
He’d set her on her feet and she’d looked up, her affection plain on her features. “I’m yours, Clive.”
He thought about it still, even as he made sure she ate and had some wine. The sun would be up soon. He felt it drawing power and his own waning. But he wanted every moment with her he could get before he went in to rest.
“The tea is working. I’m sleepy and warm and sort of lazy.”
She hadn’t said much and he wanted her to be relaxed so she could rest even more than he wanted to talk with her about The First.
“Come with me.” He stood and she followed, taking his hand. The robe looked fantastic on her, as he knew it would. He liked seeing her in something he’d chosen. Growing up as she had in Vampire culture, she’d know wearing it was a sign of their intimate connection.
She hadn’t just told him she was his, she’d
shown
him. He had another item, not necessarily a gift, but something he wanted to give her. But it wasn’t time yet. Soon, he figured.
“You don’t have to stay.” He pulled the comforter back. He liked warm bedding, with some weight. Since their body temperature lowered so much as they rested, most Vampires tended to choose bedding that would keep them as warm as possible.
“It’s not that I don’t want to sleep with you.” She got in and he watched the beguiling sway of her ass as she did.
He slid beside her and pulled her close.
“But you don’t know if I’m here or not. You’re unconscious and your room is so perfect and pristine and I’m not pristine. I like to work when I need to and sometimes that’s before you wake or after you go to rest. I have to make calls and yell at people. That’s a big job and it can jump time zones.” She paused. Most likely reveling in the
“You are mine.” He said this and took her bottom lip between his teeth. Harder and harder until he balanced on the very edge of drawing blood.
Her heart sped. Adrenaline spiked. He brought this out in her in a way no one else ever had. It was by turns exciting and deeply exhausting. She didn’t know what to do with the tenderness so she just sort of pretended it wasn’t there until she tripped over it or figured it out.
He let go slowly and licked over the sting. His strokes had slowed, but they’d gone harder and deeper.
“Nothing to say, Hunter?”
“Your cock feels really good.”
He snarled but then laughed.
He nipped her bottom lip again. “You. Are. Mine.”
That little snarly possessive thing was recent and it totally made her tingle. He was so all buttoned up and well mannered that when he got a little tousled it was so unbelievably hot.
“Do you want me to agree? Right here with your cock in me? With my scent all over you and my toothbrush on your counter? Am I yours, Scion?”
“It wasn’t a question, Rowan. It was a statement.”
He added a swivel on each thrust so he ground himself against her clit and orgasm slowly began to build. Again.
“And are you mine then?” She regretting saying it aloud. It sounded...like someone else.
But his response, that widening of his eyes and the emotion on his features erased most of her embarrassment at needing reassurance. “Most assuredly. You’re a pain in the ass. You kill my Vampires and scare the ones you leave alive. You’re rude and ill mannered. You do have very good taste in wine, I give you that.”
She laughed. “Thank you, Scion. I’m glad to know my surly ways were what hooked you.”
He kissed her slowly as he ground himself against her again and again. “You’re so wet and hot. Drives me crazy. So close. You’re tightening up around me. Give me number three then.”
Rowan let it all go and came so hard she cracked her head on the mirror as she arched to take him deeper.
He put a hand between her skull and the mirror and sped his pace, making that hot little fuck-mumble only she got to hear and came, closing that loop between them.
Chapter Six
He’d set her on her feet and she’d looked up, her affection plain on her features. “I’m yours, Clive.”
He thought about it still, even as he made sure she ate and had some wine. The sun would be up soon. He felt it drawing power and his own waning. But he wanted every moment with her he could get before he went in to rest.
“The tea is working. I’m sleepy and warm and sort of lazy.”
She hadn’t said much and he wanted her to be relaxed so she could rest even more than he wanted to talk with her about The First.
“Come with me.” He stood and she followed, taking his hand. The robe looked fantastic on her, as he knew it would. He liked seeing her in something he’d chosen. Growing up as she had in Vampire culture, she’d know wearing it was a sign of their intimate connection.
She hadn’t just told him she was his, she’d
shown
him. He had another item, not necessarily a gift, but something he wanted to give her. But it wasn’t time yet. Soon, he figured.
“You don’t have to stay.” He pulled the comforter back. He liked warm bedding, with some weight. Since their body temperature lowered so much as they rested, most Vampires tended to choose bedding that would keep them as warm as possible.
“It’s not that I don’t want to sleep with you.” She got in and he watched the beguiling sway of her ass as she did.
He slid beside her and pulled her close.
“But you don’t know if I’m here or not. You’re unconscious and your room is so perfect and pristine and I’m not pristine. I like to work when I need to and sometimes that’s before you wake or after you go to rest. I have to make calls and yell at people. That’s a big job and it can jump time zones.” She paused. Most likely reveling in the
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