Page 138 of Blood Day
I liked how easily he could kill me.
Because, deep down, I knew he wouldn’t. I trusted him to hold me, to give me the air I required to survive, to provide me with a life worth living.
It was a heady realization that had me panting for more, my mind utterly lost to his presence.
He introduced me to an entirely new world, one where my pleasure mattered.
That’s why he stopped moving.
He’d wanted me to acclimate to his presence inside me.
I wasn’t sure how I knew that, but the moment I thought it, the more real it became.
Everything Cedric did was meant to help me in some manner, to guide me to a refreshing existence.
It was temporary.
We both knew that.
But he wanted to provide me with enough memories to last a lifetime.
How do I know that?I marveled, seeing him in an entirely new way.Where are these realizations coming from?
He still wore that same expression, sending a chill down my spine. But one twist of his hips chased away the cold, replacing it with a searing kiss against my skin.
My stomach twisted, my thighs clenching around his legs. I needed something more from him, something I couldn’t define.
His fangs?
His kiss?
His power?
My elbows ached from grasping them so hard. I wanted to release my arms and hug him, touch him, worship him with my hands.
But I didn’t want to risk destroying the moment by moving without permission.
His nostrils flared, his pupils conveying the predator lurking within. He was eyeing his prey and debating what he wanted to do.
Play a little more?
Slaughter her?
Devour her?
Worship her?
They weren’t my thoughts, his deep voice seeming to whisper the questions into my mind.
I shivered. “Cedric.” I wasn’t sure why I said his name, just that I needed to speak. His silent intensity overwhelmed me. It left me feeling uneasy and uncertain.
Which, of course, only made me burn that much hotter.
Because I didn’t know what he intended to do. Thatpassionate blend of fear and lust created an inferno of demanding need inside me.
I arched and nearly lost my balance with my arms behind my back.
His grip loosened, suggesting he’d let me fall.
