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Never before in his life had every single brain cell withered as his blood rushed south to fill his dick after a kiss. Between one thunderous heartbeat and the next, he took over the passionate embrace. As her tongue swept over his, a weak twinge of consciousness crept up. Before he could back off, she claimed they were leaving and teleported them away.
He couldn’t care less where they ended up. Holding her head between his hands, he searched for some answers. “What the fuck do you want from me?” He growled around his lengthening fangs.
Eyes closed, he concentrated on tamping down his anger and hunger. Sonofabitch! So much for his plan to stay away from her. It evaporated the minute she kissed him.
His need for her intensified. Taking a deep breath, he let her go and fisted his hands to control their shaking. His cock was so hard it wouldn’t surprise him if it burst out of his leather pants.
Her shiny lips called to him. With his thumb, he pressed the swollen bottom one. He took in a hard, deep breath and savored her unique citrus scent. Something deep inside settled. “For Goddess’s sake, have some mercy on me. Leave me some dignity.” He leaned his forehead against hers.
He couldn’t take much more of this. In their shared dreams she’d respond to him with as much passion is he ever hoped for. But in the real world, she was so consumed by Sychar, there was no room for him.
“Your dignity has never been in danger,” she whispered, grasping his thumb between her teeth and nipping the tip. “It’s my dignity that’s in question.” She pulled his hand free and held it between hers, closing her eyes. “I’m the one who’s been an idiot.” Her eyes opened, the dual colors expanded and sheened with tears. “I’ve had everything I’ve ever wanted right in front of me, and I’ve been too stupid to see it.”
The unexpected release of tension in his gut made him lightheaded. Searching her expression, he found the pleading in her eyes matched her words. But what did it mean?
He lifted her up and pressed her against a wall. He moaned when she wrapped her legs around his waist, nestling his dick at the soft juncture between her thighs. Hunger, anxiety, and a dose of burgeoning hope flooded him.
“What does that mean?” His hardy growl rasped. “Why did you bring me here?” She intoxicated him beyond reason. Civility was torn away, making him want to react as primally as any animal. He watched the conflicting emotions flash across her beautiful face.
She wriggled and bit her bottom lip.
The thread that held his sanity thinned. He couldn’t survive any misunderstanding between them. It had to be him she wanted, not some other man. “Before we go any further–” He licked his lips, the tips of his fangs bathed in the warm air between them as he nuzzled the side of her neck. ”–you know what I want. What I need. Let me in.”
This was it. She either wanted him, all of him, or she didn’t.
~Jelena~
Gazing into Zamush’s blazing dual-colored eyes, Jelena swallowed with a dry throat.
Stamped on his handsome features was grim determination. His full lips were pinched as the skin over his cheekbones tightened.
The restless confusion plaguing her every waking moment settled when his warm, hard body pressed into hers. How much better would it be if she let him take her blood? It would be the most intimate thing she’d ever done. Once they crossed that threshold, he could have access to everything about her. Her faults, her fears, and her inexperience. He was a worldly man thousands of years old. She was a mere child compared to him. Would it disgust him when he realized how far apart they were?
She licked her lips and held his stare steady. “What if you don’t like what you see?” she whispered. Her heart pounded. The prominent vein on her neck had to be throbbing.
Zamush’s mouth softened, but his words were firm. ”Anshar, let me in.”
Sucking her bottom lip, she loosened the top part of her suit and pulled the fabric away from her neck with a whimper.
Zamush’s colorful eyes flooded with white, obliterating the dual irises until only a thin, vertical slit of red remained. He licked his lips once, his fangs on glorious display as his mouth opened.
Her skin pebbled in the cool air. She shivered, bracing herself for what would happen next. She’d never been on the receiving end of a bite. Watching Zamush lower his mouth to her triggered something inside. Her vision narrowed on the man. Nothing else mattered. The bloodlust rose as her own fangs lengthened and curled, ready to strike back.
Instead of the swift claim she expected, Zamush emitted a low growl. Locking his gaze to hers, he lowered his head with slow deliberation.
She expected him to enthrall her, but he didn’t. It was like he wanted her to experience all he did to her… with her.
He nuzzled the pulsating vein at the side of her neck as his arms tightened.
Jelena knew she couldn’t escape his firm hold. Not that she wanted to leave the sensuous cocoon she was enveloped in.
She was on fire, burning with anticipation. She tilted her neck, waiting for his possession. Her nipples hardened. Strong points stroked against the thick fabric of her suit, making them sensitive. Her pussy wept, soaking her panties.
Zamush pulled back, his stare never wavered as his thumb brushed one of her clothed nipples.
A spiral of heat rushed through her. Her knees were useless. Good thing he held her against the wall or she’d crumble into a heap of worthless goo.
His eyelids lowered as his soft tongue lapped over her vulnerable throat.
