Page 19 of Every Bite You Take
When Damien pulled himself upright, I gazed at him from under lowered lids. His eyes were wild, his rock star hair disheveled.
“Wow,” I whispered.
“You taste unbelievable.”
I reached for him, my body still trembling with the aftershocks. “I’m naked and you have on far too much clothing.” I fumbled for his belt and unbuckled it. He pushed his pants and boxers down, shedding the remainder of his clothing. As he stood before me, fully erect, I drank in the sight of him and bit my lower lip. So smooth. So hard. So ready.
I brushed my fingers along his cock. He groaned and dropped his head back, his eyes closed halfway. I wrapped my fingers around his width and slid along it, stroking his smooth shaft.
“Kylie,” he murmured in a raspy tone. “That feels so good.”
Yes, absolutely. I loved seeing the effect I had on him. It gave me a strange sense of power after I’d been completely under his spell.
He opened his eyes, his dark gaze meeting mine. “I’m crazy for you. Need to be inside you.” His voice trailed off, strained.
“Yes.”
After a quick question about condoms, we agreed they weren’t necessary. Pregnancy or diseases didn’t come into play with a vampire. And then he edged over me, positioning himself at my entrance. He slid in slowly, carefully, inch by inch—damn, he was big. He pushed in more once I stretched to accommodate him.
I pulled him deeper in, wrapping my arms and legs around him until he started to move. My body followed his pace, matching each thrust as we found our rhythm together.
He thrust harder, faster, and the intensity rose. It was almost overwhelming, but I didn’t want it to stop. I wanted more, needed more.
Then his fangs extended from his lips, surprising me. His eyes glowed with that crimson hue once more as his gaze fixed on my neck. A wild, savage hunger appeared to rise in him, reminding me that he wasn’t human—and what he craved.
I’d never felt so exposed, so vulnerable. A part of me was scared, the other curious. What would it feel like to go for it? Let him bite me?
He drove in wild, hard, a predator clawing on the edge of control. His struggle to control his desires inflamed my desire. I grasped him as the fire in me grew and the pressure intensified.
The words were on the tip of my tongue.
He growled, thrusting harder. And then I was lost.
Flying, flying, falling.
As I shattered, he let out a feral growl. He rasped out my name as he rocked into me with three powerful thrusts. I clung to him and we tumbled into the abyss together.
CHAPTER 12
DAMIEN
When I woke in my cabin at sunset, a thousand thoughts surged through my mind. I couldn’t stop thinking about Kylie. I thought that having a small taste of her blood would put an end to the intense hunger, but no, it tormented me even more. That small tease of her essence—sweet, intoxicating, and utterly irresistible—lingered on my tongue, tempting me. I wanted more.
And spending the night buried in her sweet body…
I started to grow hard just thinking about it. But I had to get ready for my set.
Kylie was gone but left a note. She was heading ashore to explore. Since we were sailing, she should be back on board right now.
I tried to shake off my semi-erection and get myself together before I headed upstairs. How could it be that I’d felt so much for a woman I’d only just met? Everything about her sent my senses spiraling. The way she looked at me from those blue-gray eyes, her captivating scent, her musical laugh, and her taste—her ever-so-enticing taste… My mouth watered.
No, I had to get a grip. We were two beings only together on this ship for a short time. One human and the other undead—our worlds didn’t mesh. It was foolish to let her consume my thoughts. I knew better than to form attachments, especially since being turned. It would only make it more difficult when she left.
So why couldn’t I stop how I felt?
Every cell inside me yearned to find her again, seek her out, and just bask in her closeness.
The way she’d looked at me last night, confiding in me, those beautiful eyes filled with trust as I tended to her injury, sparked something primal. Now not only did I want to taste her and claim her as mine, but I also wanted to protect her from any harm. Spend time with her and hear her laugh again. How could this happen so quickly and come on so strong? It was foolish since she’d be returning to Boston next week.
