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His eyes watch me carefully as he moves. I inhale a breath as he hits the very end of me, and then he does it again. I suck in a breath as the burn begins to dissipate. “More.”
Botosoni smirks, lowering his body so that he can lay atop me while not crushing me with his weight. He runs a finger down the trail of my tears and licks them from his finger. “There’s a very fine line between pleasure and pain. You’ll come to know that love, but far more pleasure than pain when you’re in my bed now that we’re through with that.”
I stroke the plane of his face tentatively, curious and fascinated by the reddened eyes and the fangs protruding over his lip as he sinks into me each time, pushing against that little button at the very depths of me that drives me crazy with desire. When I can barely stand to be still one second more, I raise my hips, meeting his thrust, syncing with the rhythm of our lust.
His fangs graze the side of my neck, sending a shameless shiver down the length of my spine before whispering in my ear, “There will be rules, love, and you’ll be expected to obey.”
My hands wrap around the back of his nape, and my fingers run through his hair, every deliciously sinful movement of ours on the bed shaking me to the core. “What if I’m not a very obedient lover?” I ask, feigning innocence.
Botosoni growls with desire. “I’ll lay you across my lap and punish you for each and every one of your transgressions, and when your ass is nice and reddened, I’ll torture you with my tongue.” My center tightens with longing. I swallow through the thickening at the back of my throat, barely able to say a word as the flames lick against the walls inside of me. I don’t need to tell him a thing about how mind-numbing good it is because he already knows.
He begins moving fast, pushing my legs higher, folding me in half and sinking so deep inside of me that I think I might die. “Come for me, love,” he says, driving into me with a fury that sends the flames of need into a raging inferno as he spills his hot seed deep inside of me.
I’m still trembling and breathing hard when Botosoni rolls me in his arms, staying joined as one as he flips me to my side. He stays inside of me, stroking my hair, and then kisses my lips gently, and then with more insistence. “Yesterday I should have let you leave. Earlier today, I thought about letting you leave, but now, it’s far, far too late for you to leave.”
Botosoni pulls out of me, wiping me with a hand towel by the bedside before pulling me close. “The age thing won’t matter to the vampires, and the consulate will approve you being with me as long as we go through the right channels.”
His words and intensity send a spark of hopeful electricity running through every neuron that I have. We may be worlds apart, but fate, destiny—call it what you will— has brought us together. I stroke his lips. “What about the humans? Will they think lightly of my age, or your age, or that a vampire has taken a human as a girlfriend?”
He taps the top of my nose, as I entangle my leg with his. “Vampires don’t do girlfriends. When we settle down, find the right person, we mate for life. And the humans? It’s of no consequence, you’re of age in the eyes of the law, and that’s the only thing that matters.”
My belly is full of butterflies, dancing all at once. “I think fate brought us together,” I tell him, kissing his mouth gently, tentative, and shyly at first, but with more urgency as I grow more confident.
He growls, rolling me over so that he can cage me with the strength of his body again. “Mine.
Chapter 11
Botosoni
Catina looks at me with those hazy eyes, her breath still calming from a vigorous round two. I tuck her into the crook of one arm. Two days ago, a devout bachelor. And now, the woman with powers of vision is mine. I dare anyone, even the consulate, or her family, to say it isn’t so.
My cell buzzes from the bedside table. I reach out with one arm to pick it up and check the messages from Descallia without letting her go. “If much more time passes, Overmaster Descallia will lose every bit of patience that he has left, and he didn’t have much to begin with.”
Her hand gently traces the tattoo on my chest. Gingerly at first just like everything else she does, and then with interest and zeal. “I love that you were the first to teach me,” she says shyly.
Catina may be innocent, but my little beauty knows exactly what she wants. I stop the scrolling of her fingers as she plays with the tendrils of the tattoo just above my groin. “If you keep that up, you’re never going to leave this bed.”
Her eyes light up, and she leans on an elbow to see me better. I push a wayward hair from her face. “We should hear something from Lucianna and the others before long. We’ll return to the club and see if anyone has heard anything else. Why don’t you wash up in the bathroom first, I have a couple calls to make. Then we’ll head back to the club with the others.”
She wraps herself in the comforter on the bed, scoops her clothes up while trying to keep the blanket pulled together, and walks with it dragging on the floor to the bathroom. Catina will learn not to hide herself from me soon, but for now I find the fact she’s bashful about such a beautiful body an oddly pleasing change from the women at the club who are constantly flaunting theirs in an effort to get the attention of just the right male.
Lord Braedon answers on the first ring. My right-hand man, and second in charge in the Botosoni region is as trustworthy as they come. “Any sightings or word about Sheba and the rogues? Overmaster Descallia is impatient to find the traitor. Lucianna is working with Silver, one of the special ops members I was telling you about, but I haven’t heard that they’ve made any progress yet.”
“He’s the one who helped track down the missing women?”
“Exactly. His powers of sight and vision are apparently very good, and with Lucianna’s help they have been able to learn quite a bit that’s helped us in this fight with the rogues too.”
He sighs heavily on the other end.
Not a good sign at all because if no one has seen them, they are in the wind and won’t be found until they want to be found. Unless Lucianna and Silver can learn something that helps us get the upper hand on the sheisty shifters and rogues who are too scared to battle with the purebloods head on. They know we would run them through with a sword and send them to an eternal grave with a stake through the heart if they would come out and fight instead of sending the shifters to do their dirty work.
Catina comes out of the bathroom as I gather my clothes completely nude. Her cheeks pinken as she gives me a shy smile, averting her eyes at my state of undress while unabashedly taking it in. She gestures with a tilt of her head toward the bathroom door. “All yours.”
I crook an eyebrow.
She clears her throat. “I mean, the bathroom.” She points, flustered and at a loss for words, but still her eyes travel the length of my body, and her blood begins to race. She sucks in a deep breath and gives me a big smile and bright eyes. “Clearly I’m new at this morning after thing.”
I toss my phone on the bed and take her by the hand, drawing her toward me. My hand snakes beneath her hair, so smooth and silky that I could play with it all day. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about. You have a beautiful body, and next time I expect that you won’t cover it up with a blanket. One of your rules, love. You’ll spend more time out of clothes than in them.”
