Page 62 of Sold to the Dark Vampire Prince

“I’m starving for you, Daniela.” His breathing grew rough. “Seeing you splayed out before me, in nothing but your stockings and heels and that lace choker, your pussy soaked and aching for me, has me incredibly hungry. To answer your question, yes, I need to feed from you again, and to fuck you until we’re both absolutely, deliciously sated.”

Dani moaned, writhing against the bed. “If your intent is to drive me mad, Your Highness, it’s absolutely working.”

“Spoken like a vampire.” Chuckling, he lowered the delicate panel of lace and used his tongue very lightly to part her sex. “Pleasure is always sweetest after a little bit of pain.”

She arched off the bed when his tongue lightly touched her clit, so aroused from the first feeding and climax that it took no time at all before she was at the edge again, panting and writhing against the sheets so he was forced to hold her down. He could have feasted at her sex while her hands tugged hungrily at his hair all night.

You’re beautiful like this, Daniela. Your cheeks and nipples flushed pink from my kisses. Your hair mussed from fighting what you know is about to happen. So close to letting go and allowing me to see you take your pleasure.

“I’m not sure I can like this, Your Highness. Last night, it was dark. I’m sure I must look…” She held her breath, stormy eyes locked with his, and he felt her walls clench his fingers, her heels scraping needily at his back.

Don’t look away, Daniela. Watch me feed from you. Here. He sucked her clit roughly and she arched off the bed, gripping the duvet. And here. He scraped the inside of her thigh with his fangs.

“Alex.” Her heartbeat grew erratic. “Don’t stop. Don’t—”

He returned his attention to her nub, drank in her expression as her eyes went glassy and she arched beneath him, whispering his name in a curse and a prayer. He held her firmly to the bed with the flat of one palm centered between her hips, giving her everything she asked for and more until her legs were shaking so hard he feared she would pass out if he didn’t stop.

“That was indescribable, Daniela. You’re incredibly beautiful.”

He kissed her swollen clit one final time, earning a shudder. Then he turned and sank his fangs into the vein deep in her inner thigh.

Daniela gasped when he began to suck from her vein. Almost immediately, he felt her sex tighten again. She had to be thoroughly wrung out after the first feeding and two orgasms, but when he felt another rush of wetness around his fingers, he began to slowly stroke her tight channel, pushing in and out, working the sensitive place deep inside her.

Dani whimpered, pushing her hair off her face. “It’s too much. I’m not sure I can again.”

She was getting woozy. He needed to stop. He’d needed to go deeper to hit this vein and although her fainting spells had lessened after their first few feedings, he still worried for her every time his fangs pierced her skin. The urge to protect her, which had been in place even when she’d been just Dani Girard, the client he’d known from the center, had grown to something raw, something he could barely contain anymore.

He withdrew his fangs, closing off the bite wound at the inside of her thigh.

“Oh… yes.” Sighing, Dani began to flutter around his fingers. This release was softer than the others, but from the expression on her face, no less pleasurable. He rose over her, fingers languidly pumping in and out of her slick sex as he stroked himself. As she allowed her legs to fall open, spent, he gritted his teeth, his hot seed splashing across her bare stomach.

Groaning, he collapsed beside her on the bed. Dani curled towards him, threading her fingers into his hair and kissing his sweaty forehead.

“Better?” she whispered between kisses.

Alexander closed his eyes. When was the last time someone had touched him like this? Softly, adoringly. He curled his arms around Dani’s middle, needing every inch of her pressed against every inch of him. He could feel his fangs were finally retracting, his thirst sated.

“That was… intense.” His voice was hoarse. He nuzzled into her neck, kissing her throat where he’d fed from her. “Are you okay? I got pretty rough with you.”

“I’m sturdier than I look.” She laughed softly, ruffling his hair, and he captured her lips in a long kiss. “And I’m not complaining, in case you didn’t notice.”

Another kiss. He wanted to stay like this forever with her. Naked. Buried in the covers. Exchanging whispers and kisses. But if they didn’t get to the party soon, they would be missed. Likely, they already had been missed.

“We should shower and get dressed,” he said reluctantly.

“Zander,” she said softly, tracing his face, eyes suddenly serious. “I’m not afraid of what our future holds. I know what I feel for you. I’ve always wanted you. If you’re making the decision to try to break our bond because you think you’re protecting me, don’t. I can look after myself.”

A knot formed in his stomach. He kissed her once more, very softly, then slid from the bed and offered her his hand. “Come on. Let’s shower, and then I’ll help you get dressed.”

“Everyone has been wondering where you were,” Lara said from behind him.

Alex suppressed a groan when Lara wasted no time slinking up beside him and shoving her cleavage in his face. He ground his teeth, practically breaking a fang in the process.

“I’m afraid I was detained.”

She looked him over and threw back a glass of champagne. “Why are you wearing that disgusting leather cuff. Please don’t tell me you’re taking fashion advice from Dante now?”

He ran a finger over the cuff that concealed his mating mark with Dani, feeling the connection between them pull tighter. He could feel her heartbeat. And she was thirsty. Good.