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her, making her think he had read her thoughts. Which was crazy, because no one could read thoughts.
“What?” her voice squeaked a little as she spoke.
Kristian not only had her heart beating off the scales, but now she could not speak clearly.
“You lie.”
Raven snarled at him a little.
“How would you know if I’m lying? You are not me. You don’t know what I want or have to do!”
“Don’t I?”
Raven stared into his blue eyes, refusing to give up the fight so quickly. Kristian seemed to be the type of person who intimidated people to get his way. Especially, women. True or not, she would not let him get his way with her.
Taking a deep breath, she pushed past the lust and need, looked deeper into his eyes and lied. “No!”
In a blink of an eye, Kristian moved from his prone position to lying on top of her. Raven did not have time to scream at how fast he moved. All she could do was hold back a moan, which was very hard to do, as his body pressed her against the bed, pinning her to the mattress.
Raven bit her lip, hard. She knew she had bitten her lip too hard when she tasted her own blood.
She heard Kristian draw in a deep breath before lowering his head slowly and smiling just before she felt his warm tongue slide against her bottom lip. The act astonished her and surprisingly turned her on at the same time. Liquid heat pumped through her body as his tongue slid against her lip. Raven knew if just his tongue teasing her could start a fire in the pit of her stomach, a full kiss would probably burn her from the inside out.
Kristian lifted his head, staring at her. Raven was not as experienced with men as she was sure he was with women, but she was sure of what she saw in his eyes.
Lust.
Need.
And more need.
Instead of giving into her desire, as she so wanted to do, she gathered what strength she could manage and asked, “What do you think you are doing?”
“You do not know?” His words were soft and sweet to the point she wanted to pull him to her and kiss him.
“I know what you are doing,” she spat. “I want you to explain what happened last night, because I sure as hell don’t know.”
“Don’t act as if you did not notice anything last night, Raven. You know exactly what you saw. You know exactly what I am and you are beginning to know what you are.”
Of course she knew what Kristian was. Or what Hollywood called them. Vampires. How could vampires be real? They had to be real. Kristian was here, lying on top of her. He had fangs in his mouth. She remembered them as clearly as anything. She remembered those molten red eyes, the way they burned with hate as he looked at the beast that pulled her out of the car.
The hatred that had rolled off Kristian would stick with her forever. He wanted to kill that beast, and he had.
Gruesomely.
Violently.
Passionately.
He took passion in killing the beast that tried to harm her. In a way, she should be thrilled that Kristian would put his life in danger to save hers. Problem with the Romeo and Juliet theme was the fact that he had fangs. Not to forget, he was a vampire. Simply put.
Raven did not blink nor look away from him. She would not show Kristian any weakness.
“I still am not clear what you are trying to tell me, Kristian. Besides the fact that you want to have sex with me, which, I might add, is not going to happen.”
Kristian chuckled.
“Watch,” he said softly then opened his mouth.
All she saw was a perfect mouth of pretty, white teeth. Nothing unusual about that, besides the fact that they were all perfectly aligned. As she continued to look, she saw the two teeth at the top of his mouth growing longer. They looked sharper than the others did.
When Kristian showed Raven his fangs, she had a deep gut feeling that she should be scared, but for some unknown reason, which she would question later, she did not fear Kristian. Unlike last night when rage poured off him in waves, now she could feel only calmness with him,
“What?” her voice squeaked a little as she spoke.
Kristian not only had her heart beating off the scales, but now she could not speak clearly.
“You lie.”
Raven snarled at him a little.
“How would you know if I’m lying? You are not me. You don’t know what I want or have to do!”
“Don’t I?”
Raven stared into his blue eyes, refusing to give up the fight so quickly. Kristian seemed to be the type of person who intimidated people to get his way. Especially, women. True or not, she would not let him get his way with her.
Taking a deep breath, she pushed past the lust and need, looked deeper into his eyes and lied. “No!”
In a blink of an eye, Kristian moved from his prone position to lying on top of her. Raven did not have time to scream at how fast he moved. All she could do was hold back a moan, which was very hard to do, as his body pressed her against the bed, pinning her to the mattress.
Raven bit her lip, hard. She knew she had bitten her lip too hard when she tasted her own blood.
She heard Kristian draw in a deep breath before lowering his head slowly and smiling just before she felt his warm tongue slide against her bottom lip. The act astonished her and surprisingly turned her on at the same time. Liquid heat pumped through her body as his tongue slid against her lip. Raven knew if just his tongue teasing her could start a fire in the pit of her stomach, a full kiss would probably burn her from the inside out.
Kristian lifted his head, staring at her. Raven was not as experienced with men as she was sure he was with women, but she was sure of what she saw in his eyes.
Lust.
Need.
And more need.
Instead of giving into her desire, as she so wanted to do, she gathered what strength she could manage and asked, “What do you think you are doing?”
“You do not know?” His words were soft and sweet to the point she wanted to pull him to her and kiss him.
“I know what you are doing,” she spat. “I want you to explain what happened last night, because I sure as hell don’t know.”
“Don’t act as if you did not notice anything last night, Raven. You know exactly what you saw. You know exactly what I am and you are beginning to know what you are.”
Of course she knew what Kristian was. Or what Hollywood called them. Vampires. How could vampires be real? They had to be real. Kristian was here, lying on top of her. He had fangs in his mouth. She remembered them as clearly as anything. She remembered those molten red eyes, the way they burned with hate as he looked at the beast that pulled her out of the car.
The hatred that had rolled off Kristian would stick with her forever. He wanted to kill that beast, and he had.
Gruesomely.
Violently.
Passionately.
He took passion in killing the beast that tried to harm her. In a way, she should be thrilled that Kristian would put his life in danger to save hers. Problem with the Romeo and Juliet theme was the fact that he had fangs. Not to forget, he was a vampire. Simply put.
Raven did not blink nor look away from him. She would not show Kristian any weakness.
“I still am not clear what you are trying to tell me, Kristian. Besides the fact that you want to have sex with me, which, I might add, is not going to happen.”
Kristian chuckled.
“Watch,” he said softly then opened his mouth.
All she saw was a perfect mouth of pretty, white teeth. Nothing unusual about that, besides the fact that they were all perfectly aligned. As she continued to look, she saw the two teeth at the top of his mouth growing longer. They looked sharper than the others did.
When Kristian showed Raven his fangs, she had a deep gut feeling that she should be scared, but for some unknown reason, which she would question later, she did not fear Kristian. Unlike last night when rage poured off him in waves, now she could feel only calmness with him,
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