Eternal Temptation

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“I need blood.”
    The axe slipped and missed its mark. She grinned like a fool. Maybe this would be easier than she thought. He glared at her with hard eyes, so she held up her hands to show him her ouchie.
    “See? I hurt. I lost some blood when I fell, and honestly I’m just a little famished. If you let me have a snack, I’ll make you dinner.” She threw in a cute wink for good measure. He lifted the axe with one hand and buried it into a log. She sighed at the sight of his big muscles. The lykaen was strong . He made her purr just watching him work.
    “Fine but remember what I said about taking too much.” He stalked inside and she skipped happily after him.
    “What that you’d break my neck and toss me into the fire? However could I forget that?” He didn’t laugh. And this man definitely had a voice that should be used to laugh—a lot. To whisper naughty things in her ear. She shivered. The man could probably make her come with just his voice alone.
    He took a seat at his lonely chair in front of the fireplace. He filled up so much of that chair that he made it look small.
    “Did you know you look like a bear trying to squeeze into a babyseat?” He started choking, then the sound turned to a hard cough. Cassie quickly went in front of him; she couldn’t hide the shock on her face. Pointing at him accusingly, she said, “You just laughed. You laugh!” His lips pulled into a frown and he grumbled about crazy vampire women under his breath. Ha, if he thought this was crazy....
    “So is it dinner time?” She was practically hopping up in down. Her stomach tightened for several reasons when he hesitantly nodded. One, because he tasted better than anything she’d ever had before; two, because she had one hell of a surprise for him; and three, because the thought of putting her mouth on him made her panties flood with heat.
    She licked her lips, then tossed one leg over his big knee and then the other. He tensed so hard it was a wonder he didn’t break.
    “What are you doing?”
    “Taking my snack, which by the way, I seriously thank you for.” She curled her hands in his black t-shirt and leaned just a little closer. Sitting in his lap made her feel soft and feminine. He was just so big around her.
    She leaned closer until she pressed her cheek against his. Even his skin was warmer than hers. Were all lykaens like this or just him? She was dying to know. A dark growth of hair covered his cheeks and chin. It made him look a little dangerous and a lot reckless. Seeeexy.
    “Get it over with, Cassie.” She looked down and saw that his hand was curled into a white-knuckled fist around the chair.
    “Turn to the side,” she said gently. He hesitated, and she knew she was asking a lot from. This could be taken as a form of submission and while she didn’t mean for this to be a master/slave competition, she understood that the lykaen might view her request differently.
    Slowly his head turned away from her, baring his thick neck to her. She let out an erotic purr, and nuzzled the warm skin at his neck. Of their own accord, her hands trailed up over the hard strength of his chest and curled into his thick shoulders.
    Her tongue darted out, licking his skin, tasting him with flat-tongued licks. She moaned at his taste, her body growing hot and languid in response. She pulled herself closer to his heat, sensuously rubbing her breasts against him. She closed her lips over his neck then bit down on it, pulling the flesh into her mouth to tongue it, suckle it.
    “Cassie!” he growled. The sound wasn’t human. Panting with an entirely different need, Cassie let her fangs drop and then she struck the thick cord of muscle at his neck.
    His reaction was instantaneous. And deliriously wonderful. His arms wrapped around her just as his hips lurched up towards hers. The hard press of his cock landed at the seam of her sex and she went wild. Pressing herself as close to him as possible, she grabbed big handfuls of

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