Page 88 of Suck This

She came back willingly and rolled, straddling me in the process.

“Why am I not hungry?” she challenged.

I shrugged again. “Another question I’m unsure of.”

Her eyes went to the pulse that thrummed at my neck.

“I could taste you, though,” she said, her smile going wide.

That’s when I saw her fangs had released, and I bared my neck for her.

She moved down to my exposed skin slowly. So slowly that I nearly brought my hand around the back of her head and tugged her in closer. But I didn’t, and I was rewarded for my patience moments later when she laughed, her hot breath tickling along my throat.

“Now that I’m Superwoman,” she murmured, trailing those beautiful lips along my jaw. “Does this make me safe to go and do what I please?”

I placed both of my hands on the exposed skin of her thighs and shook my head.

“You can be killed, darling,” I told her bluntly. “Easier than most, still. Though decapitation or the removal of your heart is the only way to kill you, that doesn’t mean that you can’t be killed. On the contrary. Normally new vampires think they’re indestructible, but they’re anything but. They find out the hard way, unfortunately.”

She moved her lips until they were touching the tip of my Adam’s apple. “Keep talking.”

I growled low in my throat.

“About what?”

Her tongue darted out to run a line down my throat to my collarbone, then trailed the same line back up again with her lips.

My hands convulsed on her thighs, then started to move up and down her legs as I tried really, really hard not to rip the panties that I knew were covering her, off.

“About anything,” she insisted.

I rumbled deep in my throat.

“I like the way your chest vibrates when you talk,” she whispered softly, moving her lips up to my jaw and along the line of my beard. “And the way your rough hands scrape deliciously against the sensitive skin of my thighs.”

I growled some more.

“Are you fond of these panties?” I asked her, moving my hands from the backs of her thighs to the seam along each thigh. “Because I’m about to tear them from your body and use them for something other than their intended use.”

She pulled back and smiled.

“They’re one of my favorite pairs,” she informed me. “But you can take them off of me any way you want to. I can always buy more.”

Riiiip.

“I can buy you ten exactly like them,” I informed her.

It wasn’t a boast, either. I could. I’d send my personal assistant out tomorrow night if I had to.

Chen would fuckin’ love that!

She dropped down and rubbed her breasts along the hard plane of my torso, dragging her distended nipples across the coarse hair on my chest.

The t-shirt saved her from my hands, but only long enough for me to slip them underneath the shirt and run along the length of her back.

She shivered, and I felt her nipples pebble against me.

“What’s different with what you’re feeling?” I asked her, wanting so badly to yank her down by her hair and slam my mouth down on hers.

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