Page 12 of Forever Touched

A room number.

My blood heated, filling me with even more heady arousal. She wanted a private audience with me.

Without a moment’s hesitation, I veered toward the elevators. The hallway was dark, but I easily spotted the two male vampires standing guard. When I presented the keycard to them, the bulkier of the two held out his hand.

“Ten thousand upfront.”

I paid him without question, and the pair wordlessly stepped aside. I kept my guard up, though, making sure to keep my face downcast as I entered the elevator.

Most vampire-owned nightclubs didn’t have interior cameras—a protective measure in case the human authorities came sniffing around. But I’d already spotted a few in this place, so carefully hidden that I’d almost missed them. If one of them caught my face, my coverwould be blown. Not that I minded anymore. After tonight, I had no intention of ever coming back.

I would allow myself one night of sinful indulgence. One night of letting lustful instinct call all the shots. Once I filled myself up on the silver seductress, I could move on and fulfill the task my father had set before me.

As the elevator opened onto the third floor, I cautiously stepped out. The hallway was clear, but I didn’t lower my guard. Even a rendezvous such as this could be a trap. Other clubs offered private rooms, but experience had taught me to always expect ulterior motives. Not everyone who frequented feeding dens came for blood and sex.

With that in mind, I proceeded down the hallway slowly, keeping an eye out for possible threats. All was silent. I couldn’t even hear the pulsing music from down below. They must have soundproofed the walls for optimal privacy, a fact that further stirred the blood in my groin.

I was going to make her scream tonight. Multiple times. Knowing that only I would hear it filled me with satisfaction.

When I found room 306, no one stood outside the door. I listened a moment longer, then stepped forward to knock.

Seconds later, a feminine voice from inside called, “Come in.”

It was her. I was sure of it.

Grasping the handle, I opened the door. My senses were immediately bombarded by lavender and incense. Candles decorated the room, intimately lighting the space. As I entered the room, my gaze took in a kitchen and small living room. The decor was stylishly done in whites, silvers, and blacks, but my interest was only on one thing. I stepped inside and closed the door, boldly moving toward the bedroom. The door was open, and I wasted no time seeking out thefemale inside. As I darkened the doorway, I stopped and took in the view that greeted me.

She was sensually resting on the king-sized bed, propped up by a mound of pillows and wearing nothing but a mask and satin silver robe. The robe was open, draped over her in a way that revealed teasing hints of flesh. The luscious curve of a breast. A flat expanse of stomach. A shapely leg from heel to thigh.

At the sight of me gracing her doorway, that smirk of hers slowly made an appearance. My pants tightened to the point of pain. As if all too aware of the torture she was inflicting upon me, her smirk widened.

“Welcome,” she said in sultry tones, eyeing me for a moment before straightening from her relaxed position. The move shifted her robe, allowing me a full view of one of her breasts. My mouth watered as I took in her hard nipple, already anticipating how it would taste. “Come,” she continued, crooking a finger at me once more. “I won’t bite.”

At her teasing tone, my gaze went to her face again. I still assumed she was human, but the heady incense made it hard for me to scent her. I took a step forward, then another, wanting to know for sure. How I handled her tonight would depend on what she was. If she was human, I would have to be careful not to break her. But if she was a vampire, I could be rougher, allowing myself to indulge in her even more.

I stopped at the foot of the bed and inhaled, drawing in a plethora of smells. Lust and blood were the predominant scents, but I also caught hints of male. Several of them. I wasn’t the first she’d lured up here.

Suddenly annoyed, I cut to the chase. “Are you human?”

She shook her head and pushed to her knees, allowing me anunobstructed view of her pussy. I swallowed a groan, beyond excited that I wouldn’t have to be careful with her. I would take her several times.Hard. That should help purge her from my system.

“Guess again,” she said, slowly walking on her knees toward me. The robe opened even more, revealing both her breasts. The air stuttered from my lungs, and I could barely focus on anything else. She was a masterpiece, her body sculpted to perfection. I didn’t know such perfection could exist. Of course it made sense that she would be a vampire. A body like that could only be immortal.

Still, I opened my mouth and uttered the word, needing to know for sure before I ripped that robe off her and consumed that gorgeous flesh with abandon. “Vampire?”

Her full red lips tilted into a roguish grin. She finished crossing the mattress and stood on her knees before me, her eyes almost level with mine. “Guess . . .” she whispered, tilting her face up to breathe the word in my ear. At the same time, she reached down and grabbed my throbbing cock, making me see stars. “Again.”

With her this close, touching me this way, I could barely breathe, let alone think. Her words didn’t register. All I could concentrate on was her hand slowly rubbing my dick and her breasts pushing up against me. My world narrowed to her, on the pleasure flooding my veins. When she used her other hand to undo my pants, I held still, enjoying her attention. I’d allow her a few minutes of control, then I’d take over.

As she freed my painfully hard erection and firmly gripped it, I let my eyes roll shut. She was skilled, no doubt about it. She’d probably handled many dicks, maybe multiple times a night. I felt a flash of annoyance again, but when she began to pump my shaft, thoughts of her touching other males fled my mind.

Allowing a small groan to slip free, I basked in the euphoria,knowing that I wouldn’t last long. What she was doing feltthatgood. I hadn’t felt this good in ages. Her hands were pure bliss, stroking my hardened length and swollen tip in tandem. As my pleasure built, so did my desire for her. I reached up to cup one of her breasts, fitting my other hand against her lower spine. At the move, I felt her stiffen. Confused, I let go of her breast and opened my eyes.

“Bite me,” she breathlessly said, pumping me faster. Despite how close I was to orgasming, I hesitated, suddenly unsure.

Something was wrong.

“Bite me,” she repeated, almost begging me now. She tilted her head back to expose her throat. My gaze dropped to the vulnerable column, and a new need coursed through me. A stronger one. An all-consuming one. One that I could no longer deny. I felt my fangs descend. On the verge of coming, I pushed aside my lingering doubts and gripped the nape of her neck, angling my head so I could puncture her throat.

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