He bent at the edge of the bed and put his mouth on her. His lips feathered over her sensitive core, and his tongue stroked against her clit.

She cried out his name and squeezed her eyes shut as a powerful flood of sensation overwhelmed her. Yes!

She arched toward him.

His tongue thrust into her. His fingers stoked her. His lips savored and he was driving her insane.

Her hands grabbed for the covers. She fisted them. Her body was bow tight as the release waited just beyond her reach.

He licked her clit.

She erupted. No other word for it. The pleasure exploded through her and she shrieked his name. The waves of release racked her again and again, and her sex contracted, shuddering with the pleasure that was so intense it was on the verge of pain.

It wasn’t fleeting. Wasn’t some quick pop of release. The cl**ax left her weak, gasping…and wanting more. Her eyes opened, and Olivia stared at Shane. He’d stood, and, as she watched, he jerked off his shirt. Tossed it across the room. He shoved down his pants and his heavily aroused c**k sprang toward her.

The blood link hadn’t been some kind of aphrodisiac this time. She simply wanted him.

Olivia could see the edge of his fangs when he came down toward her, and his mouth went right to her throat. He kissed her. “You taste f**king delicious.”

He drove into her, thrusting his c**k fully inside of her. She was slick and sensitive from her release, and a gasp escaped her at his complete penetration.

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“Olivia?”

She wrapped her legs around him. Raked her nails down his back. “When do I…get to see…how you taste?”

He withdrew, plunged again.

The tension coiled within her once more. The pleasure mounted.

They rolled across the bed. Wrecked those covers. He pinned her beneath him, opened her wide, and thrust down at an angle that sent the heavy length of his c**k sliding right over her clit.

He knew what she liked. What made her go wild.

What made her come, screaming his name.

His hands closed around her fists. She’d grabbed the covers in a death grip again. “Look at me,” he said, his voice a guttural demand.

She couldn’t look anywhere else. His gaze trapped hers.

She saw the pleasure take him. Watched as his release turned his eyes an even darker shade. His cheeks flushed, his teeth snapped as he ground them together, and he came, pumping deep inside of her.

It took a few moments before her breath stopped escaping in wild heaves. Her heart raced frantically against her chest. He still held her hands, and his eyes were on hers.

She hadn’t needed the bite to go wild. She’d just needed…him.

“Even better…” His voice sent a shiver skating over her. “Since we aren’t in some shit-forsaken cave this time.”

His words were so unexpected that a little laugh tumbled out of her.

Surprise flashed over his face, and his eyes narrowed. “I like that.”

“What?” Her lips quirked at him. “Shit-forsaken caves?”

He freed her right hand. His fingers brushed against her cheek. “I like the dimple that you have right here.”

Her smile slipped a bit.

“And I like the sound of your laughter.”

She hadn’t exactly been laughing it up with the guy, not with all of their life-or-death drama. But this was different. This moment, the aftermath. So intimate. There were no shields between them. There was nothing at all. She didn’t need to hide from him, didn’t have to pretend to be something she wasn’t.

Her other lovers had been human. She’d always felt on edge when she was with them. As if she had to watch herself. As if I had to fit in.

When she hadn’t even realized that she was different.

“Did I prove it to you?”

She shook her head, not understanding.

He kissed her, tasted her slowly. “Did I…” Shane said against her lips. “Convince you that the desire is just as strong without my bite?”

She nodded. Her heartbeat still hadn’t returned to a normal speed.

“Good.” But there was a note in his voice that had Olivia tensing. A dangerous rumble. “Because if I don’t sink my teeth into you soon, I’ll go f**king insane.”

She turned her head. Offered her neck. Asked for what she wanted, “Bite me.”

His teeth sank into her.

The pleasure rose once more.

***

Midnight was at hand. The f**king witching hour. Shane stared out at the darkness. He could feel the hunters in the night. Practically sense them closing in. He’d told Olivia that the danger wasn’t over. He’d tried to warn her.

There would be no more warnings.

Sheets rustled behind him. He turned back and saw her sitting up in bed. Her hair was tousled, her cheeks flushed, and his mark was on her neck.

I want to keep her with me…forever.

For a vampire, forever was a very, very long time.

He wanted to give her a choice, but if she didn’t choose him, Shane wasn’t sure what he would do.

I just found her. I’m not prepared to let her go.

So he figured the plan had to be simple—I need to make her love me.

Okay, maybe not so simple.

“You look like you lost your best friend.” She wrapped her hands around her knees. Her hair was a dark curtain running down her back. “What’s wrong?”

There would be no point in deception. “They’re coming.”

She stiffened. “They?”

“I can smell them.” Werewolves. In his building. He was a bit surprised that they’d taken such a direct approach. He’d thought they might try for a sneak attack.

Olivia jumped from the bed, giving him one gorgeous flash of her body before she started to frantically yank on her clothing.

He had on a pair of jeans, and he didn’t move. He wasn’t feeling so frantic. More pissed, yes.

The wolves need to leave us alone.

One way or another, they would.

“We have to get out of here!” She did a little dance as she shimmied into her jeans. Then she ran toward him and grabbed his arm. “Come on!”

He didn’t move. “We don’t have to worry about any humans getting caught in the crossfire here.”

Her brow furrowed. “There are five floors below us—”

“I own them all. No one else is here.” They’d entered the parking garage and taken the elevator straight up to his apartment. So Olivia hadn’t realized how alone they’d been.

We aren’t alone now. The werewolves are closing in.

“We still have to leave, we can’t be sitting ducks—”




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