Page 81 of The Vampire's Storm

Bad move.

Next minute she was on the bed with an enormous vampire on top of her.

“You want to know if I can get it up again already, sweetheart?” Logan growled playfully, grinning.

No.

Yes.

God, yes.

Wait, where did my towel go?

“Finally,” he said, reaching down and sucking on her nipple.

“Oh god.” She clung to his head. But he didn’t stay there for long. Logan weaved his way down her body and lifted her thighs so that she was baring all of herself to him.

“Jesus, you are fucking gorgeous,” he rasped, running his tongue over her pussy.

“Logan. Oh god,” she cried, arching into his mouth. Again and again he worked her, lapped her and sucked her flesh until another orgasm ripped from her.

Before she had time to recover, Logan lifted her onto her knees.

“Arms on the wall,” he growled, his tongue sliding up her neck.

She did as he told her and felt her knees widen. Then his large solid body was flush against hers, his hands on her breasts.

“This body,” he drawled, almost as if talking to himself. “So soft. So vulnerable.”

Brooklyn shuddered.

All his threatening words flying back into her memory, and instead of being as terrified as she should, all she felt was intense arousal. She wanted this male to completely dominate her.

The absolute submission was the most sexually pleasuring feel she’d ever experienced.

By a mile.

“Please,” she begged.

“You want my cock again? Is that’s what you need, little mouse?”

“Yes.” Brooklyn moaned. “Yes.”

“What a fun little sex toy you are,” he growled, a sharp feeling at her neck shocking her.

“Don’t.”

“Don’t what, mouse?” Logan purred.

“Please don’t bite me.”

Becoming a vampire, from what she had learned, was not as simple as a bite to the neck. But it was the beginning.

Logan had no respect for humans—nor life, being an assassin—so Brooklyn had to keep her wits about her. Even in the throes of the most intense pleasure she’d ever felt.

“You think you could stop me?” he asked, one hand sliding down to her clit and rubbing.

They both knew she couldn’t.

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