“Turn around.”
Violet normally wouldn’t have been caught dead obeying an order like that, but her body had a mind of its own and she pivoted. Still dressed, and towering over her, it was the deep red of his irises mixing with the original color that caught her attention and her heart rate increased.
Finn licked his lips, and she saw his fangs. “Now, you understand I had nothing to do with what happened between us earlier. And even now, all you have to do is say the word and I’ll release you.”
What could she say? Aroused and curious, this heady mix would be the death of her.
“And if I have no words?”
His eyes shone like rubies when his gaze descended upon her form. “You’re the most reckless woman I’ve ever encountered, Violet Shaughnessy. And you’ll be rewarded for that.”
Chapter 12
Finn had trouble keeping his hunger under control. Since becoming a vampire, this was the closest he’d ever come to losing control. The naked witch before him had been a temptation—intriguing and unforgettable—from the moment he’d laid eyes on her. And most of all, Violet had a way of surprising him when he thought he knew what her next reaction would be.
Standing tall and proud, her wealth of warm flesh and curves made his cock push painfully against the zipper of his pants. Finn was convinced the witch would explode, demand to be released, but instead, he could smell her arousal and had every intention of taking full advantage of it.
“Lean back against the bookcase, witch, and spread your legs.”
Her body obeyed beautifully.
“I didn’t know you had a kinky side, Finn. You’re the same as all the other vampires it seems.”
In agreement, a low chuckle came from deep inside him. “Is that the rumor these days? Must be all those novels human women devour where a vampire ties down their victims and does unspeakable things to them in a dimly lit room full of sex toys.”
It was Violet’s turn to giggle. “I didn’t think you were the type that read romance novels.”
With a single finger, he flicked her erect nipple and she rewarded him with a shiver. “I don’t, but I read minds, remember? And human’s minds are so easy to peek into. Those books annoyed me, but maybe I remember enough from them to try a few ideas on you. Are you aroused by that? Are you wet? Slide the fingers of your right hand between your legs and let me know.”
Again, there was no hesitation, but a blush crept up her chest to her cheeks. Her digits explored for a while, and Finn could see her arousal on her fingers.
“Now, slide your fingers over your clit.”
Her body shuddered when she made contact, and Finn’s entire being leaned toward her wanting more, wanting her.
He could’ve continued to tease her, used his power over her, but he didn’t want control. He’d had control most of his life. With Violet, he wanted a connection, and when his hand covered hers between her legs, his power slowly shimmered away.
Their eyes locked. With Violet naked and vulnerable, Finn realized it was her willing surrender he craved. All his life, he’d had women fall on their knees for him, and for the first time, he fell on his knees for one.
Violet gasped when he pushed her hand aside and looked up. “Don’t move. I won’t bite… much.”
Without waiting for her answer, he focused on her glistening sex, gently spreading her folds with his fingers until he could access her clit. The first lick filled his mind with her taste and sounds. Finn relished discovering what made her twitch or moan, what made her pull away or push against his mouth. When her fingers fisted in his hair, the pain fueled his own craving, and he moved.
“Finn… please.”
Tempted to ignore her to continue his feast, her tugging became more insistent until he finally answered her plea and returned to her lips.
He adored how her hands pulled at his clothing, but mostly the desperation he felt in her touch. When his shirt flew away, and she undid his pants, circling his pulsing erection with her hand, there was no way he could hold his fangs back. And he didn’t have to with her, he knew she didn’t frighten easily.
He could sense her desire to go down on him, but he was too far gone for that. Gripping her thighs, Finn lifted her body until she hovered over his erection, but it was she who positioned his cock at her entrance before he finally impaled himself inside her.
The temptation to thrust hard and fast almost took precedence over her slow and tortuous descent; he indulged them both.
Sweat covered her body, and Finn licked a drop that slid between her breasts. Violet tried to wiggle her hips to control the movement, and he was having none of that. Using his inhuman strength, he lifted her up and down, and the way she clenched around him made him gasp.
The witch leaned forward and cupped his tight jaw, absorbing every moan and sharing hers with him. Her warmth slowly heated his own cool body, making him sweat too.
Violet’s hands detailed all the skin she could reach, scratching with her fingernails until he detected the faint smell of his blood in the air. It was like an electric current, and he tensed, digging his fingers even harder into her flesh. Finn couldn’t help but increase his speed, pushing harder into her welcoming body, pistoning into her with increased brutality.
In response, Violet opened even more, and with one last lick on his shoulder, bit down hard. It was far from enough to break the skin, but the sensation propelled him straight into full vampire mode. Struggling to rein himself in, he pushed Violet against the bookcase, the force causing several books fall like hail around them and others to shake.
A spark
