Page 28 of Ouch! My Vampire Doms Don't Sparkle
Autumn.Missed you, he said.
But it didn’t mean a thing.
I don’t have time to worry about that, though—not when Clarissa is in a relationship with Dale.
I can barely breathe when I think about it.
“Autumn,” Will says, stepping into the sitting area.
His face is grim, stressed, his blue eyes slightly bloodshot, and his hair ruffled like he’s been running his hands through it in frustration.
Setting aside my own worries, I stand up and go to him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and linking my hands behind his neck.“Hi.”
“Hello, love.”He kisses me, slow and sweet.His lips are smooth, but firm, and he tastes like almonds.“Everything was okay while I was gone?”
“Yes,” I say, but then Clarissa’s email shoves its way to the front of my mind again.Shaking my head, I say, “Also, no.”
“What is it?”He keeps his hands at my waist, fingertips teasing my bare skin where my shirt has ridden up.
“An email I got from my best friend.”I close my eyes.“She’s…I guess she’s dating my stepdad, now?”
“The stepdad who hurt you?”
I nod.
“Oh, love.”He presses his lips to my forehead.
“How did your meeting with Gaius go?”I ask.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” he says, stroking higher up my belly, underneath my shirt.
His touch is slow, sensual, and gets my heart stuttering.I suck in a breath.He plays with my breasts—I’m not wearing a bra, and he has unrestricted access.Soft touches, light tweaks, gentle pinches.In seconds, I’m squirming in his arms.
We were talking about…something.
He keeps hold of one of my breasts, tantalizing me with those little pinches, while his other hand travels downward to the waistband of my shorts.Oh.Oh, yes.The pleased hum in his throat when he discovers I’m not wearing underwear makes me even wetter.His finger slides through my arousal, gathering it and running it over my clit.Soft at first, then firmer.
“There’s a good girl,” he whispers, lifting my shirt over my head with his other hand.“So wet for me.How embarrassing it must be for you to be so wanton and lustful.It’s so easy to turn you on.”
My knees are weak.My face is hot with delighted humiliation.
“I’m going to make you come, easily, and I’ll bite you just here.”He licks my neck.
Through the haze of arousal, I remember, “I thought no two nights in a row, for the biting?”
“That’s right.”He frowns even while he continues to stroke my clit.“You fed Xander yesterday.I’ll bite and lick—I won’t drink.I don’t want to hurt my little one.”
“Okay, Daddy,” I say.“I trust you.”
He plunges his finger into me, thick and commanding.I would do anything, anything, to keep him here.I clutch his shoulders to keep from toppling over, because my body doesn’t belong to me right now.It’s his.Everything is his.
The door in the hall slams, muffled, far away.Xander’s leaving.I care, but I also can’t right now.There’s no room for thought when I’m so full of Will.
“Give me this,” he breathes in my ear.“Please, love.Give it to Daddy.”
“Yes,” I whisper.
He licks my neck, bites my tender skin.The sharp pain and his groan of pleasure throw me over the edge.I come hard, clenching around his finger, and he swirls his tongue over the bite marks.
