Page 105 of House of Ydril

He stops and turns to face me. “I never thought you cared,” he snaps back, his voice a slab of ice.

“How can you say that?” I reply, frowning.

He groans and waves his hand in dismissal. “What’re you really here for?”

That makes me think for a second. “I guess I’d like us to stop being enemies. You know, move on.”

He lets out a bitter laugh. “Move on?” he says as he takes a few steps closer to me, his nostrils flaring and his voice brimming with tension. “I’m afraid that you and me moving on would be the end of me. But I’m sure you’d lovethat.”

“Really?” I ask, not believing the words that are coming out of his mouth.

He gets in my face. “Really,” he snaps back.

I let out a frustrated groan. “You’re infuriating, you know that?” I say as I turn to walk away.

He appears in front of me, blocking my way out. “Not nearly as much as you are,” he growls in my face, so close, I can only see his eyes.

For a second, we just stare at each other, fuming. Then he grabs me by the waist and crushes his lips on mine. I throw my arms around his neck and he pulls me even closer, until I can feel all the hardness of his cock. He slides his tongue between my lips and starts dragging his hands all over my body, making a wave of pleasure come crashing down on me.

How dare he feel this good, I think as I pull away to look at him. His eyes glazed, he frowns and leans back in, demanding another kiss, but I bite his lower lip instead. He lets out a low growl and bites back. His arms wrapped tightly around my waist, he makes me take a few wobbly steps backwards and slams me against the wall.

There, he starts fumbling to pull the fabric of my dress down and around my breasts. And just as I lift my hand to help him, he lets out a low groan, pulls away a little and tears the whole thing off with a single jerk.

It makes me let out a shuddering breath, when his eyes start dragging down my body. I let him look, his breathing becoming more erratic as he runs his hands all over my breasts, my stomach, my ass, until I can’t take it anymore.

Slick with desire for him, I let my hand dart to the zipper on his pants.

He blocks it, grabs my chin and makes me look him in the eyes. “Don’t tease,” he says in a low, thick voice.

“I’m not,” I say defiantly.

“What about that date?” he demands.

“Fuck the date.”

He just looks at me for a moment, tightens his grip on my waist and whispers, “I don’t think you know what you’re getting yourself into.” He leans closer, his lips touching my ear. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for a very long time, Quinn. I’ve a long list of things I want to do to you.”

That makes me so hot, I just say, “Mmm.”

“Are you going to be a good girl and let me?”

“No,” I say and I pull away to look him in the eye.

“Quinn,” he growls, frowning.

It almost makes me laugh. I lean in to whisper, “You’ll have to make me.”

I feel him tense up. “Fuck,” he drawls, his breathing ragged as he tips his head back to look at me, burning holes in my eyes.

“Bite your lip,” he commands.

He fixes his eyes on my mouth and watches me do it.

“Harder,” he demands.

I bite into the skin, making a drop of blood wet it. He stares for a second, a savage look in his eyes. Then he crushes his lips on mine and shoves his tongue deep inside my mouth.

A vampire’s kiss.

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