Page 89 of Dark Gambit Reliance

As a last resort, she could use the glass as a weapon and cut his carotid artery, but his body would repair the wound too fast for the loss of blood to weaken him. Her best chance was to get her fangs in his neck.

He would let her drink, thinking it was part of the sexual game, and when he realized that she was taking too much, he would be too weak to fight her off.

Jade rose to her feet, gripped Valstar by the throat, and tossed him on the bed.

Caught by surprise, he hadn't offered any resistance, and since she was still pretending to play the game, he didn't rise to attack her.

"I'm waiting to see that magnificent body of yours." He kicked his boots off. "Take off that thing that passes for a shirt."

She looked down at the floor. "Look what you have done. How am I supposed to walk on this without my boots?"

His gaze roamed over her. "If you can’t remove the pants without removing the boots first, I can tear them off you."

"Impatient much?"

As he pulled his pants down and his shaft jutted from his hips, she wished she could have smuggled a knife into the building so she could cut it off. The blood loss from that might be enough, and if not that, the pain and horror would have been.

"They are not the kind that rips at the seams." She pretended to appreciate his size as she pulled the flimsy shirt over her head and tossed it on the couch.

He sucked in a breath. "Beautiful."

She faked an appreciative look-over. "You're not too bad yourself."

There was nothing wrong with his body, and if he wasn't a murderer, she might have found him attractive, but all she saw in front of her was a twisted monster.

Climbing on the bed with her knees, she put her hands on his chest and pushed him down. "If you want me, you'll have to prove your worth."

He smiled, revealing a pair of long fangs. "Oh, I will." He gripped her waist and twisted them around, pinning her under him. "I want a taste of you."

He lowered his mouth to her breast, but she bucked him off before his fangs touched her skin, and as he landed on the glass-strewn floor, he let out a hiss.

She was straddling him before he could process what was happening, her hands pushing on his shoulders and forcing him to stay down.

"A little pain fuels the lust." She stroked his neck with her fangs, sinking them into his carotid.

Valstar moaned, his hips shooting up and his erection pressing against her center. "Pull your pants down." His hands gripped the waistband and pulled.

Fuck. She should have pinned his hands over his head instead of pressing on his shoulders.

Grinding against him to distract him, she kept gulping down his blood while he pulled her pants down her hips, but he was too lost in the act to master the coordination needed to lift her, so he couldn’t pull them all the way down to her thighs and expose her.

Jade moaned deep in her throat and ground against him some more, and as his hands left her hips and his arms plopped weakly on the floor, she wanted to smile but kept on sucking.

"That's enough," he mumbled. "You're taking too much."

As she kept going, he lifted his hands in a last-ditch effort to get her off him, but he was too weak and about to lose consciousness. She didn't need to apply much pressure on his chest to keep him pinned to the floor and stay exactly where he was.

When he stopped struggling, she could hear his heartbeat, and when it slowed down to a crawl, she pulled her fangs out and licked the puncture wounds closed.

If Jade could vomit what she'd taken, she would have done it, but the Kra-ell digestive system didn't allow that. It was too damn efficient.

She could rinse out her mouth, though.

After a quick visit to Valstar's bathroom, she pulled the shirt back on and looked at her watch.

It was only fifteen minutes past midnight.

Tom's people would start scrambling the compound's communications at one forty-five, and only then would Pavel incapacitate the guard downstairs and bring her a set of titanium chains to bind Valstar with.

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