ShadowsofNight (4 page)

Oh God, I want this, want him.
She arched her back
when he captured a nipple between his teeth. More liquid dampened her panties
and goose bumps broke out on her heated skin as he sucked on one breast,
drawing it deeply into his mouth, and then switched to the other with hungry
tugs that nearly sent her skittering over the edge. She heard herself keening
as ecstasy took hold. The feel of skin on skin had never felt so good. She ran
her fingers through his dark curls, drawing him closer.

“God, you’re so wet.” He licked her flesh.

“This is crazy,” she moaned, arching into him.
It’s just
sex—nothing more.

She barely registered it when her skirt came off, or when
her panties were ripped away, until cool air tickled her skin. He kissed a
trail down her body, twirling his tongue in her navel.

Dark hunger registered in his eyes as he lifted his head.
“I’m going to taste you now.”

“Oh God!” Her thoughts completely derailed when he pushed
her thighs apart and his hot tongue slowly traced her outer lips. He spread her
folds and buried his mouth against her pussy, sucking and licking without
mercy. She cried out when two fingers pushed inside her slick channel.

“That’s it, baby.” His voice sounded rough as he lowered his
mouth to her again. She couldn’t formulate a coherent thought as her vaginal
walls trembled and clenched from the relentless assault of his tongue and the
fingers breaching her core.

“Your taste…so sweet, like cream…”

He focused on her clit, drawing it between his lips. Another
scream escaped her parted lips and she climaxed hard. He suddenly withdrew his
fingers and buried his tongue inside her opening. The erotic intrusion
heightened her pleasure.

Emma was so completely lost in the throes of passion that
she’d forgotten who she was—until the orgasm finally began to subside and
reality set in.

He rose and stared at her with barely restrained need in his
eyes, his lips glossy from her release—and she noticed the sharp points of
fangs peeking from between his lips. It was surreal to see them up close.

A vampire—and the sexiest male she’d ever laid eyes on
.

Oh shit, what the fuck is wrong with me?

“Let me up, now!” she snapped, “I have to go.”

He nodded slowly and released her. She slid off the desk to
search for her discarded clothes.
How could I allow this to happen? He’s the
fucking enemy.
She quickly fastened her bra and fumbled clumsily to pull
her shirt on. What was left of it, anyway.

He watched but made no attempt to stop her. His jaw clenched
and the muscles in his neck were corded and strained. Had he planned to bite
her?
Fuck, I’m such an idiot.

He turned and picked up a towel from the debris on the floor
and wiped his face. “You shouldn’t have wandered around this floor, Miss
Parker.” His expression was patronizing.

No shit, asshole.
“Have you decided to address me
formally now that your face isn’t buried between my thighs?” She gave him a
disgusted look.

“That’s not what I meant.” His penetrating gaze flickered
over her. She trembled from the memory of where those lips had just been.

Shutting her eyes, she replayed the scene in her mind.
Shivers of need slid down her spine while part of her recoiled at the mere
thought of wanting to have sex with a vampire. The situation had gone terribly
wrong. She’d lost her fucking mind by allowing herself to be compromised by a
lech.

“You should go.” Sweat glistened on his chest and she had
the sudden urge to run her tongue across those glorious planes.

Yeah right, I need to leave now before brain damage sets
in permanently.

“I wasn’t staying.” She turned on her heel to leave when she
heard him utter a low growl.

“Miss Parker…” His voice was a deep purr.

She paused like an idiot, hating the way he affected her.

“What?” She squared her shoulders and turned to face him.

“I think this belongs to you.” He tossed a thin wooden stake
at her, which she caught with ease.

Shit.

“Um…yeah, that.” She gripped it in her palm.

“It’s pretty obvious you know what I am. What I’m still trying
to figure out is who the hell
you
are. Your name isn’t Emily Parker, so
why don’t you cut the bullshit and start telling the truth?” he challenged.

God, he was achingly seductive, the way he held her gaze.
“You have a hell of a lot of nerve. I don’t owe you anything.” She started to
back away. Nothing made sense. Not her recent actions, loss of control or this
intense attraction between them. The bastard had fucked with her head in the
worst way.

“You won’t make it past reception if I don’t get an answer
to my question,” he warned.

She glanced over her shoulder as she weighed her options
.
“My dad warned me to take precautions, so I did. What’s wrong with that?” She
raised an eyebrow and hoped her bluff would work. He looked at her and rubbed
his chin thoughtfully. She slowed her breathing and tried to remain calm so he
couldn’t read the lie.

“Good save. You’re either a very good actress or—”

“I’m telling the truth,” she interrupted.

“Whatever the case may be, that little piece of wood wouldn’t
have done shit if I’d decided to harm you.” His predatory eyes glittered at
her.

“Is that a threat?” She lifted her chin.

“No, it’s a fact.” He shrugged.

Technically he was right. And she hadn’t even thought of
using it anyway. She couldn’t deny that she had been spread-eagle on her back,
humping his mouth like a wanton slut. Her cheeks reddened. It was obvious he’d
subdued her rather easily, and likely could again. Not that she’d fought that
hard.
Shit, don’t go there, brain.

“You’re such a cocky bastard.” She glared at him.

“Guilty as charged.” He spread his arms wide and took a bow.

“Wow, why am I not surprised?” She shook her head.

“And I’m amazed you didn’t have garlic wrapped around your
neck and a crucifix waving in my face, so I guess we’re even.” He rolled his
eyes at her.

Emma swallowed hard and forced her gaze away from the
magnificent being in front of her. His square jawline and full lips were wickedly
hot. She trembled as a blast of pure, unadulterated lust gripped her all over
again. She actually liked his smart-ass demeanor; it matched hers.

Drawn like a moth to his seductive flame. If she wasn’t
careful, she was definitely going to get burned.

“I-I’m out of here.”
Before I do something stupid, like
throw myself at you again.
It was time to get the hell out of Dodge before
she did more shit she’d regret later.

She still wasn’t moving toward the door, however. Instead,
she stared at him like a dumbass, waiting for another invitation. Would he give
it?

“You affect me. And I can see the same holds true for you.
Maybe we should finish where we left off. What do you think?”

His voice caused her to shudder. The chemistry between them was
undeniable. Vamps were considered predators for several reasons, and this was
one of them. Seduction was their calling. He moved toward her without
hesitation.

And she stood there, frozen in place, unable to resist. He
took her chin, tilting her head to make her gaze into his tantalizing eyes. He
leaned forward slowly, and her logical side told her to fight him off, but the
problem was, she didn’t
want
to push him away. He called to a part of
her that she couldn’t put into words. She took a deep breath, inhaling his
heavenly scent.

I’m so done for.

Their lips touched and she melted against the rock-hard
planes of his muscled chest. God, everything about this guy turned her on. She
kissed him fiercely, her arousal quickly ignited by his intoxicating flavor, so
dark and rich. No man had ever made her want like this.

But he wasn’t a man, now was he?

He kissed her back with such hunger, her train of thought
splintered into a million tiny pieces.

“I can’t get enough of you.” He trailed his tongue down her
throat.

You have no idea.
She closed her eyes, imagining his mouth
tasting every inch of her flesh just before he buried his cock deep inside her
pussy.

And there I go again, damn it. He’s a fucking vampire.
“I should go.” She wanted to pull away. This was so not part of the plan.

“Stay with me.” His mouth descended on hers again.

Christian was completely taken aback by this woman.
Everything about her drew him in. Her scent had nearly brought him to his
knees.

What if he lost control? She was human—it was dangerous to
have close contact with them. His erection throbbed painfully. He wanted her so
badly it hurt physically to resist. Her perfectly round breasts strained
against the thin black lace of her bra as she finally released her shirt to
wrap her arms around his neck.

Dangerous, that’s what she is—absolutely lethal.
God
help him if he gave in to the carnal instincts screaming inside his brain. It
was the first time he’d ever had the urge to bite a human.

He dismissed the thought and clutched her closer to kiss the
soft contours of her graceful neck. The creamy swells of her breasts rubbed
against his chest. He already knew how they’d taste. She continued to torment
him in a way that caused his possessive nature to rear its ugly head. He closed
his eyes at the memory of tasting her sweet flesh. Her honey sliding down his
throat wasn’t something he’d easily forget…he wanted more. Once wasn’t enough.

She was sexy and fierce, made him crave things he never
imagined wanting again. The desire he experienced was like a fire that
threatened to consume him from within. And God help him, he wanted it too.

He kissed her hard and she gave back with equal vigor.

It was enough to cause his thin veil of control to snap. Pulling
down the straps of her bra, he captured a nipple with a groan. He couldn’t stop
his fangs from extending. Reasons to stop were no longer relevant as he licked
and sucked the pearly bud. Her back bowed in surrender, further fanning his
need to mark hear. Never had he felt so crazed for a female.

She glanced up at him and he sensed hesitation in those
pretty green eyes.

“Don’t fear me. I’d never hurt you.” He caressed her cheek.

“I’m not afraid of you. We shouldn’t be doing this though.”
She tensed.

“Why deny what we obviously both want?”

He let out a hiss when her fingers slid beneath the
waistband of his shorts and wrapped around his thick erection, giving it a
gentle squeeze. “Mm…you’re big everywhere.”

“Is that code for yes?” He grinned as his lips brushed her
jaw before licking her neck slowly.

“If my hand wrapped around your dick isn’t an indication
that I’m saying yes, then I don’t know what else is. Th-this doesn’t make
sense—but don’t stop. I want this…
you
.” Her breathing grew labored as
she pushed his shorts off his hips. He eased her down to the carpet and closed
the minute distance between them. Her lips were so soft, supple, and yielded to
him with a passion that had his beast roaring to claim her. He broke free from
the kiss once again and they were both panting.

“Lift your hips.” He helped her out of her skirt, then
reached between her legs and ripped her panties free, too impatient to take it
slow. With a groan, he pushed her legs apart and slid the tip of his cock
between her slick folds. Wet heat enveloped him as he slowly entered her. He let
out another hiss and surged forward in one powerful stroke.
Can’t resist…

A bellow of ecstasy tore past his lips as her pussy squeezed
him like a silken glove. Christian dropped his head in the cradle of her neck
and began to move with such force, he worried he might hurt her after all. She
moaned loudly, gripping his backside.

Heaven help me.
He was done for. How in the hell was
he going to stop himself from giving in to instinct when every part of him
screamed
claim her
?

Christian rose and pinned her hips as he fucked her hard and
deep. He stared down at the female splayed before him. He was powerless to stop
what was happening. He wanted her badly. Her breathy gasps of pleasure grew
louder and louder, only serving to crank up his desire.

The urge to mark this female couldn’t be denied.

“Christian!” she cried out and began to convulse beneath
him.

“Sweet Jesus,” he groaned as her pussy clenched and
released. He let out a brutal yell and came with a violent jerk, pumping his
seed deep inside her glorious channel. Her inner walls continued to flutter and
twitch around him, drawing out his pleasure. Bloodlust rolled through him in a
powerful rush and the need to mark her became all-consuming.

He leaned forward, fangs bared, and went for her throat.
“Mine!” he roared.

“Shit!”

She head-butted him. Hard. Stunning him momentarily.

It was just enough to knock some sense back into him.

He scrambled off her quickly. The idea of hurting her shot
cold fear through his veins, cooling his bloodlust.

“I’m not dessert, asshole. And I don’t plan on becoming the
living dead either, so don’t you even think about biting me.” She scooted back
to put more distance between them. He wanted to reach for her but then thought
better of it.

Nice move, idiot.

Damn it. He knew better than to get this close to a human“I think you’d better leave. I mean it this time.” His voice didn’t sound normal
anymore, its guttural tone more raw and animalistic. He ached to touch her
again. Need and desire consumed him to a painful degree.

Shit, what if he never saw her again? He didn’t like that
idea one bit. She’d made him feel things he hadn’t in a very long time. The
problem was, he clearly didn’t have any control around her, and the small
thread that currently remained wouldn’t last.