Page 63 of Stalked By Seduction and Shadows

I slowly spread my legs, bending them over his.

“That’s a good little toy.”

A flicker of contempt broke through the mental haze, and no sooner than I’d opened my mouth to snap at him had he covered it with his hand.

He laughed. “You should be thanking me for stopping you. Your list of offenses is going to be a mile long before it comes time to repent.”

When his fingers brushed over my painfully sensitive clit, I bucked. He quickly pinned my legs down with his, keeping them spread wide.

My muffled noises of protest into his palm had Rune laughing like the sick, sadistic prick that he was.

I shouldn’t have expected anything different after everything I’d heard about him and his rise to power. Did I really think an unearthly powerful vampire lord known for his merciless kills and stomach-twisting torture methods was going to be mentally sane in any other area?

I was literally encouraging a full-blown psychopath to stalk, hurt, and control me. I was so fucking?—

When his fingers brushed my clit this time, he rubbed gently. I went wild, and his hand over my mouth moved to snake around my torso and hold me flush against him.

“I’d been wondering what you sounded like when you were in distress,” he said as I groaned sharply from overstimulation.

I felt his rock-hard length at my back, and I once again shuddered at the size of him.

“I can’t decide which of your adorable noises I love most,” he sighed. “Perhaps it will be the ones you make when I’m draining your blood and filling you with my cock.”

“Rune, I can’t,” I pleaded as his slow, gentle coaxing built into a touch that delivered more pressure to my sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Yes, you can.” He moved his other hand up to my neck, delivering a soft squeeze to the sides of my throat.

The slight decrease in oxygen had me climbing back into that floaty headspace where nothing else existed but him, and slowly, the pain inched back into pleasure.

My legs shook, and Rune glided his fingers lower. He slipped one inside of me, and I moaned, tightening around him.

“This is going to be a fun problem,” he sighed into my ear.

“What?” I asked, my voice foreign to my own ears as I floated higher into a state of all-consuming sensation and bliss.

“How tight you are,” he answered. His breathing sped up, a low growl reverberating through his chest.

More than his cruelty or his dominance, his warmth or his praise, I loved most when Rune’s control slipped, and I saw underneath his shields.

When I made him lose control, it was nothing short of a drug to me.

He slipped another finger inside of me, gentle stroking the sides of my neck as he held tight to my throat.

“One day, I’m going to stretch you out, baby. And you will take it and thank me for every inch.”

As he spoke, I felt the length of him against my back, and I gasped. I might have been a little terrified.

He slipped out of me, and my eyes widened when he angled my head to watch him suck my juices from his fingers.

“Open,” he said, sticking them in my mouth next. “You taste so fucking good, Scarlett.”

I’d never felt more depraved than I did right now, tasting the tangy, earthy flavor of myself on a vampire’s fingers. He pushed his fingers deeper, making eye contact the whole time, removing them as soon as I gagged.

“You’re so pretty when you’re putting that spiteful little mouth to good use,” he said before positioning me back up against his chest and moving his touch back down between my legs.

It was easy now for him to bring me back to that edge. He played me like he’d known my body and mind for decades, lifetimes, even.

I had nothing to compare these feelings and sensations too. I’d never experienced anything so intense, so all-consuming.

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