Page 73 of The Bond That Burns

Well, fuck me.

I was so shocked to hear my name on his lips that it was almost enough to bring me over the edge myself—but not quite. And then I’d lost my chance. Blake’s seed was spilling over the top of his hand, milky and white. He let out a low groan of frustration, as if jerking off still hadn’t been enough to satisfy him.

Now was the time to get the hell out of here. I took a step backwards and the floor creaked.

I stood perfectly still.

A moment passed, then another. Blake hadn’t rushed over with his vampire speed, so I figured I was all right. He was probably toweling off. Maybe he’d take another bath.

I’d go back to my room, finish what I’d started, and wait for our usual meeting time. When he showed up, I’d act like nothing had happened. It wasn’t as if he could read my mind.

I turned towards the door.

“Like what you see?”

Blake stood in front of me. Somehow he’d managed to get past me, moving from the bathroom to stand in front of the door leading out into the hall before I could even see him.

Fuck his vampire speed. Had he gotten even faster over the summer?

I bit my lip. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just got here. I was going to ask if...”

“Bullshit,” he said, his voice clipped. “You’ve been here a while.” He grinned lecherously. “I can smell you from here, Pendragon.”

He looked down at my hand and I hastily shoved it behind my back.

“No idea what you’re talking about,” I lied breezily. “I’ll be going now.”

“Take your clothes off,” he commanded.

I froze. “What?”

“I said take your clothes off,” he repeated. “All of them. I want a show, Pendragon. Just like you got.”

“Are you insane? I’m not going to do that,” I said, my face heating. I was still all too aware of the wetness between my thighs... and of the fact that he was still stark naked and apparently completely comfortable that way. He’d cleaned himself off but hadn’t even wrapped a towel around his hips.

Then, before I could even process what was happening, the air shifted.

I gasped as I found myself picked up by the waist in an iron grip. The next thing I knew I was landing unceremoniously on his bed on my back. The impact knocked the breath out of me.

Before I could scramble to my feet, Blake pounced on top of me, crouching over me like some wild animal. Damp hair clung to his temples. Water still glistened on his chest. His black tattoos rippled over taut muscles as he shifted, putting a hand on either side of my head and leaning down over me. He snarled and his fangs came into view.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I demanded, my heart pounding against my ribs.

“Fair is fair,” he repeated. “So, what? You thought you’d just let yourself in?” He slowly smirked. “Trying to change the terms of our arrangement, are we? Well, if you wanted me naked, all you had to do was ask. I’m not shy.”

I had to admit, the man had absolutely nothing to be shy about.

“I wanted us to meet earlier, you idiot,” I snapped. “I didn’t come here... looking for that.”

“But you didn’t leave either,” he pointed out. “Why didn’t you?”

I flushed. Just how long had he really been aware of me? From the moment I entered? From the time the moan slipped past my lips? I suddenly thought of something. Had he been jerking off because he’dknownI was there watching? The bastard. I wouldn’t put it past him.

“So what are we going to do to make this even, Pendragon?”

He shifted slightly and I couldn’t help myself. I glanced down at his cock. He was hard again.

I closed my eyes. I shouldn’t have been turned on by that. But dammit if I wasn’t. Knowing he was hard for me made the wetness between my legs only increase. I hoped he couldn’t smell it.

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