Page 52 of Fallen

“Get naked.” A soft command.

I hesitated. This Brien wasn’t the one I thought I knew. Hot AF, yeah, but unpredictable. I didn’t have a handle on him.

“I’m waiting.” His gaze stroked down my body. “Or didn’t you mean it?”

I focused on the ridge pressing against the zipper of his soft, well-worn jeans and flashed back to how he’d felt inside me, long and firm and delicious. A honeyed heat spread through my lower abdomen. I licked my lips in an unconscious gesture I didn’t realize I’d made until he focused on them.

His eyes darkened. The corner of his mouth ticked up.I dare you.

I lifted my chin.You’re on, Prince.

Keeping my eyes trained on him, I pulled my tee off and dropped it on the floor. His fingers dug into the red cushion.

Encouraged, I stepped out of my shorts. That left my panties, a filmy, see-through black silk. I was still a little drunk and a lot reckless.

I started to dance, swaying my body to the low music, turning around and wiggling my bottom at him. Hooking my thumbs in the sides and drawing them partway down my hips until they were a thin strip across my ass.

When I turned back around, Brien had gone completely still as only a vampire can. I hadn’t even seen him take a breath since I’d started my little striptease.

A neon blue circle had flamed to life around his irises, a warning that I was playing with a dangerous man. But I was kind of a danger junkie. The implied threat only amped up the thrill.

I strutted forward, hips swinging, stopping just out of his reach.

He jerked his chin at me. “The panties, too.”

“These?” I drew it out, sliding my hands over my breasts, playing with the nipples…moving a hand down my belly and between my legs so I could touch myself through the panties.

The heat in Brien’s eyes seared me. I was so turned on I was about to self-combust.

“The panties,” he repeated. Without looking away, he reached down and adjusted himself.

My skin prickled with a buzzing, humming anticipation. The sense that I was dancing along a razor’s edge increased.

But I was committed now. Pushing the panties down over my legs, I stepped out of them and straightened back up.

His throat worked. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

“Now you.” I undid the button of his jeans, easing the zipper down over a truly impressive erection. The tip pushed out of his boxer briefs. I rubbed my fingertip over the slit, smoothing his pre-cum around the sensitive head.

He sat up and dragged off his shirt, then removed the rest of his clothes in a flurry of too-fast-to-see moves. The last thing he removed was an ankle sheath with the ebony head of a dagger poking out of it.

Our eyes met as he put it on his clothes out of my reach. Then he snaked a powerful arm around my waist and dragged me between his legs.

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BRIEN

Ipulled Twilight close and fastened my mouth on her nipple, so turned on that right then, she could’ve told me she was here to stake me and I would’ve answered, “As long as I get to fuck you first.”

I wasn’t supposed to be in the Bite Club, or anywhere near Twilight. I’d decided to stay away from her for the rest of the night.

Then, as our meeting ended, Talon had glanced at his phone and done a doubletake.

“What?” I asked.

“Your new thrall.”

“What’s she up to now?”

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