Page 13 of The Biting Bargain

She whimpers against my neck, clawing into my jacket as she rears up. My thumb gives her hard, broad strokes, the fabric slippery and soft against her silky folds, and she comes with a broken gasp, sweeter than anything I've heard in a long while.

The shadow inside me purrs with satisfaction.

She grows soft in my arms, leaning against me, but I hold her upright with my hand on her neck. And I can’t help it, her warm, soft body against mine feels… good.

It’s the strangest thing. She lifts her head, looks at me, cheeks flushed, her eyes refocusing, coming down from her high — and for a weird moment I feel like sheseesme.

As if all barriers between me and her crumble away, the curtain lifts for just the tiniest of moments and she can seeme, the actual me. Just for a blink of an eye.

"I..." She bites her lower lip. "I don't even know your name."

"Vincent." My voice is gravely in my throat. "My name is Vincent."

Her mouth curls into a small smile and suddenly I'm the one exposed and helpless, but before I can even begin to pinpoint this alien sensation, she leans in and kisses me.

And my mind is in free fall.

ChapterFive

Polly

Okay,Polly, you're totally out of your mind — that's probably what Ishouldbe thinking.

But I’m not thinking, that's the main problem.

Technically I'm not here at all, just this vacuum of want and desire. And holy shit, I swear I never came as mind-numbingly hard as I did just now.

All that’s left now is desperate need. To kiss. Him. This vampire. Whose mere touch with one freaking finger has made me see stars just now.

I did check„Bite Only.”I probably had a totally important reason why I did that. But for the life of me, I cannot remember what…

There has to be a reason. But all I can think of at this moment is:

So good.

And:

More...

I claw his suit jacket, which probably costs more than my entire wardrobe and the rest of my apartment, and another one of those lewd noises escapes me as I sweep my tongue over his. He takes a sharp inhale, probably not having expected me to take the initiative, which morphs into that deep, sexy growl as his grip in the back of my neck tightens.

I sink closer, my conscious mind melting away as this kiss unfurls into something I have not expected. He doesn’t take my mouth in that greedy devouring motion I thought I’d crave. It’s… tender. And sweet. So much so I’m surprised at the flutter my heart makes. This kiss is deep, but also soft, slow and tentative, like we’re exploring something entirely new. And his hands holding my neck and hips grow gentle. And my hands are resting on his chest, no longer clawing but softly caressing. And I can tell he’s as surprised as I am when our eyes meet for a nanosecond and I can see the ghost of a question in there, the same that is reverberating in my head.

What… is happening?

I swear, the world stops spinning or something. Whatever we are doing unhinges the natural order of the universe. It’s like we’re floating off the sofa, unraveling the entire world with a slow and totally inappropriately tender kiss that two strangers who are horny beyond belief shouldn’t be able to share.

A spark ignites deep inside me, flutters up, lighting up my nervous system like a million sparklers, magical and bright, and I feel as light as a soap bubble and so...happy. I can't remember the last time I felt something quite like it. And this happiness pours out of me and sets the whole world on fire...

He yanks away and I gasp in surprise.

"Get away from me..." he growls.

I blink at him, uncomprehending, breathless, and flinch as I see the wild horror on his face.

"What's wrong?" I whisper, but before I can do anything else, he shoves me off his lap. Gasping, I land on my butt on the couch as he crawls away from me, staring and breathing heavily.

A low, rumbling growl fills the air.

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