Page 43 of Taken By The Vampire King

“Nicolas.” My whispered name on her lips was an aphrodisiac meant just for me, and I slid the material faster, though careful not to ruin it, as I continued my quest for a touch. Just one touch.

Something to assuage the hunger burning in my chest for this woman.

But one touch would never be enough. I exhaled a shaky breath as I brushed her skin, relief mixing with anticipation of more. Sheer fucking raw need of more.

I waited a moment longer, allowing her to adjust to the new sensation, completely still as I fought not to turn to my head and plunder her mouth. Then her legs parted a little, just a fraction—the smallest of invitations.

“Nicolas.” Again, that whisper. Only this time it meant so much more. And the invitation was so much bigger.

I skated my hand between her thighs, and her breasts rose and fell without rhythm as she sucked in shaky breaths that she puffed back out against the side of my head. Her panties were damp, wet with her desire, and I turned my head to look at her.

Her gaze met mine, her green eyes almost liquid as she watched me, and I wanted to give her everything.

“Let me…” I whispered, my lips almost against hers, but I waited for her small nod before I kissed her.

She quivered beneath me before her arms wrapped over my shoulders, her hands pressing the back of my head and neck, holding me close as my tongue teased the seam of her lips and my finger slid under the edge of her panties, delving between her folds.

“Mine,” I murmured, and her breath caught as I circled her entrance then brushed over her swollen clit.

She arched against me, her hips lifting.

“Good girl.” I whispered encouragement. “Already so greedy.”

I touched her clit again and nudged a fingertip inside her. A strangled sound emerged from her throat, and I waited.

“Okay?” I wanted to please her, to pleasure her, not scare her, and I waited for her nod before I pressed further in.

“Please, Nicolas,” she panted, but her eyes were wide like she didn’t quite know what she wanted as her hips continued to move.

“Nic.” The sound almost rumbled through me. “Call me Nic.” I wanted all of her passion, all of her intimacy. “And you are Leia.”

I drew my finger out of her a little then plunged it back in, enjoying the small cry of pleasure trapped between our lips. I moved again and stretched my thumb to strum against her clit, setting a rhythm for her body to obey.

I followed the same rhythm, moving with her, unsure who commanded who, who drove who, as my cock sought friction against my pants, and I groaned against Leia’s lips as my tongue swept into her mouth. Her breathing grew increasingly ragged.

So close… So close…

“Leia… Leia…” I whispered her name. A command. An enchantment. A mantra. My whole body moved against hers, my cock nudging against her outer thigh, mirroring everything I wanted to do over her, inside her, as I teased myself.

Tension entered her muscles and she stiffened against me as she sucked in a breath and the soft walls of her pussy pulsed around my finger, the strong tightenings sending a bolt of desire through me as I continued moving, gentling and slowing to ease her down.

Her breath came in little puffs, and a blush returned to her cheeks as I slipped my finger from her body and rearranged her panties. I straightened her dress and chuckled, and her gaze met mine.

“Oh.” Her teeth pressed briefly against her lip. “I mean, thank—”

I pressed a finger to her mouth, not interested in embarrassment-driven gratitude. “There’s so much more,” I murmured. “So much more. And I’ll do it all for you later.”

She nodded once, the movement sharp, and she didn’t flinch from my gaze. “Okay.”

Surprise stole my voice at her reply and her attitude, and my cock stiffened painfully, the hardest I’d ever been. I brushed my palm over my pants, teasing myself further as my other hand lingered over the controls to the privacy screen. I really wanted to turn the car around, go home, and claim my virgin.

But Jenkins’s voice came clearly over the speaker. “Arrival in two minutes, sir.”

And my opportunity vanished as quickly as it had presented itself. I took Leia’s hand in mine. “You ready?”

She exhaled a long breath. “To meet your family?” Her eyes flashed with amusement. “Never.”

I grinned in response, then froze as her fingers touched my cheek.

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