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He picked me up in his strong arms and carried me to the bed. This time I was lucid and in control of all my faculties as opposed to the volatile she-devil that took over the moment his blood slammed down my throat. His touch ignited my skin and his blue eyes sparkled with mischief and lust.
He stripped the bathrobe before he laid me on the satin sheets. He paused, taking a moment to scan me from head to toe, and the rapture in his expression left me breathless. No man had ever looked at me the way he was and when his gaze locked with mine, I couldn’t help the thrill that blanketed me.
He stripped his shirt and my gaze traveled over his chiseled torso. The view was magnificent and he crawled on the bed, straddling me and planting one of those kisses that should be illegal. My entire body melted into him.
When his lips left mine and trailed down the line of my neck, I tensed and he moved to my ear, taking my lobe in his mouth, sucking gently, before he whispered “I’m not going to bite you.”
The hushed timber of his voice lulled me, making my muscles feel like a mass of warm silly putty. Wherever his lips landed, a small bloom of heat spread and I sighed. Damian was a volatile mixture, but at this moment, he displayed gentleness and tenderness I didn’t think capable of a vampire. The way he teased with his hands and mouth drove me farther into the land of pleasure than I had experienced in my human life.
He took his sweet time with me; his slow progression south only heightened my anticipation. I couldn’t help my comparison of him to my ex and I think I even chuckled, because Damian paused, meeting my gaze and offering up a slow smile that promised so much more.
There was no comparison, perhaps it was Damian’s two thousand years worth of experience versus the self-centered bastard who sold me out. This was miles away from the “if you won’t fuck me, you better damn well suck me” attitude Mark had.
I could get used to this pampering.
Damian stopped at my belly button and tilted his head, sending a questioning stare in my direction, pulling my attention back to him.
“He really treated you like that?”
I blinked and raised an eyebrow. The idea that Damian heard my thoughts sent another wave of chills over me, hardening my nipples further. I didn’t speak, but I nodded, confirming his question.
Damian’s eyes flashed with a brutal anger and he took a deep breath, closing his eyes a moment before he leveled his gaze at me. “Let me show you how a goddess should be treated,” he said and continued his slow progression.
Did he just call me a goddess?
The sideways glance and sudden appearance of dimples confirmed that he could read my mind just as easily as if I had spoken aloud. When his mouth dropped between my legs, all thought ceased and only the tendrils of erotic pleasure remained. Slow circles of his tongue caressed my clit and I voiced the thrill of it with a wordless purr.
He toyed with me, licking, stroking until I couldn’t catch my breath and a hot wave started in my toes, traveling with lightning speed.
“Oh...my...god!” I gasped as aftershocks wracked my form.
He slid his finger inside me and stopped. His eyebrows arched and his mouth dropped open just before his gaze shot to mine. “You’re a virgin?” his breathless question caught me off guard and I met his shocked stare.
Consuming heat still filled my form and I nodded, not understanding the shadow that passed over his face. He slowly pulled away from me; the absence of him cooling my fiery skin and slamming a layer of disappointment over my already raw nerves.
“Is...” I started and swallowed the question back. Mark hated that I was a virgin and he tried to undo that at every opportunity. I wondered if it would be the same with Damian. “Is that a bad thing?”
Damian laughed, settling over me, his jeans still on, but I could feel the hard outline of him against my crotch and for a second, I wanted to throw my virginity to the wind and give Damian exactly what Mark coveted.
Damian caught me with another kiss, tender and soft. When he pulled away, he studied my face, tracing his fingers over the skin and a set of small chills traversed my spine
“No, it isn’t a bad thing, besides, I wouldn’t dream of forcing you into anything you’re not ready for,” he said.
Blue eyes that held the secrets to this dark world stared at me. His heart pounded against mine and the feel of him on top of me was more natural than anything I imagined. He was right, there was so much I didn’t know about vampires and this was one facet I never believed existed.