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“I’ve never seen anything as beautiful,” he murmured in low words meant only for me. “And you tempt me to forget the party and remove that dress right here so I can see the rest of you.” He moved back again, his gaze still hot and hungry as he watched my face.
I opened my mouth to reply, but there were no words. I just breathed out a small puff of air as lust wound delicate threads through me, tightening into a coil low in my belly, and I grew wet with need.
Mr. Baldwin cleared his throat discreetly from the corner, and Nicolas grabbed my hand, suddenly galvanized into action.
“We need to go before I fuck you on the hardwood,” he murmured.
Chapter 12
Nic
Holy fuck. Just the sight of Leia in the dress I’d selected… I’d known it would be perfect. And whoever had given her that necklace… My blood hummed through my veins just at the sight of the red around her neck where I wanted my teeth to pierce her delicate skin, where a thin trail of blood might escape to. I wanted to gather drops of her blood with my tongue as she writhed with pleasure beneath me.
She smelled divine—her scent, the power in her blood called to mine. I hadn’t been able to keep myself from telling her what I wanted to do to her. The very sight of her fogged my mind, making my existence and movements dreamlike.
The world slowed around me, but I had to act. I took her hand to lead her to the limo, although the idea of being in such a small, enclosed space with her… I shook my head as my dick jerked against my pants.
Fuck. I wasn’t ready for an assault on my senses like this one. Touching her was almost painful, and I fought to override my base desires. I wanted to drag her somewhere—anywhere—and take her, savor that first bite. Hell, I wanted her under me on the hardwood floor as I brought her pleasure.
I couldn’t have chosen a better bride if I’d been searching for her myself. And fuck, I didn’t believe in fate, but here Leia was. Almost fucking presented to me, and perfect in every way. All that strength, all that power… So much possibility.
And tonight, she was giftwrapped. I wanted to tease off every layer, to unwrap her and reveal her smooth skin to my hands, my lips, my tongue. I wanted to graze my fangs over her neck. I wanted to pierce her and plunge my cock into her.
I wanted all of her.
Every last movement, every last moan.
I wanted my name on her lips and I wanted it all now, to feel her power coursing through me, claiming me as hers as I claimed every part of her as mine.
Thoughts of that first bite drove me almost wild with need, and I stared ahead at the waiting limo, thinking of what we were doing tonight, what I could achieve by attending the party and indulging in the first public showing of my virgin… My mate.
But now was also the time to be careful. I wasn’t only showing how I’d claim my full power; I was revealing my hand.
I breathed in carefully, not daring to glance at Leia, holding my control tight around me like armor. I’d never been so close to the edge.
I greeted Jenkins with a stiff nod and reached to hold the car door instead of him as Leia moved in front of me, protectiveness surging through me at the proximity of another male, which was ridiculous—my staff was selected based on their absolute trustworthiness.
Still. Leia was mine.
Once in the car, I raised the privacy screen immediately to keep her just for me, but as much as that pleased me, it also trapped me with her. I glanced at her, then again, and I could smell her arousal, the exact same as this morning when I’d wanted nothing more than to thrust up into her waiting body to satiate the hunger and need for both of us.
I gritted my teeth against the urge to drag her across my lap, but when I looked at her again, she turned a nervous gaze in my direction like she sensed my wild desire for her.
“You look beautiful.” My words came out raw, almost gruff, around fangs that ached with their need to descend.
She blushed, her skin taking on a light pink shade even in the low light of early evening, and the sight of that blood so close to the surface thickened my cock. I almost groaned, and she leaned toward me, the movement slight, but I missed nothing as I watched her.
She lowered her eyes, the movement submissive and demure as her lashes fluttered against her cheeks, and I gave in to the desire to touch her. Just my fingers on her skin wouldn’t hurt. A mere shoulder. Something safe.
But then she lowered her eyelashes and they fluttered against her cheek as she exhaled, and it undid me. My simple touch turned into a lazy swirl of my fingertips over her skin, a circle growing larger until I brushed the column of her neck. She gasped, and the swell of her breasts rose, her skin pebbling in tiny goosebumps against my fingertips, her desire telegraphing itself.
“I didn’t want to leave this morning.” My words were part apology, part bold statement, all low and rough. “I wanted to stay and fuck you.”
Leia gasped, and I leaned forward and flicked my tongue against her lips, stealing a taste as the scent of her arousal filled the back of the limo. I’d done that. My virgin wanted me, and I wanted to crow my victory. I wanted to taste her all over, too, and I dipped my head to touch my lips to the neckline of the dress.
She was a walking jewel and deserved worship.
She touched my hair, displacing strands of it in tentative movements as I let my hand rest on her thigh, waiting a moment before I started gathering the fabric and moving the hemline upward. I held my breath as I waited for the first touch of that soft, forbidden skin.
