Stolen and Seduced - Christine Pope Page 0,23

my mistress does partake of my blood. The vampires came to your planet to conquer your people, take your resources, as they do to all they encounter. They colonize and claim the universe for themselves."

Like he was claiming her? Wait... wut? No. That wasn't a thing. That she wanted. Like a lot. It had to be the drugs he'd given her making her brain melt at the mere nearness of him. Maybe if she just kissed him and got it out of her system she could concentrate again.

"But they didn't conquer Earth," she whispered and leaned in closer to him.

His eyes flicked down to her mouth and back up, more of his tattoos glowed like pure fire lit him up from the inside. "Only because they discovered human women are compatible mates. Your Earth is lucky that Roman fell in love with your sister or you humans would be just another victim of the Dracul Empire."

"But if they conquered your planet, why do you want to go back there? You could escape and stay here." With her. It would take a whole lot more than some flirting eyes and an almost kiss to convince a man like this to stay with her. She didn't have any money or the niceties of her former life to keep him coming back for more. She knew better than to think her body would do that.

"You are sweetly naive, and I will hate seeing you lose that in the real world." He crushed his mouth down on hers and took her in the hottest kiss of her entire life. Like actually literally hot. Her mouth flooded with the spicy flavor of him and she couldn't enough.

Ruby pushed her hands into his hair and everywhere she touched him heated her skin. She felt like her lips and hands were on fire, but a fire that left pure pleasure in its wake. She wanted to touch him everywhere and spread the flames through her entire body. She wanted him more than she'd ever wanted anything else in her life. Including the new Louis Vuitton bag, including the keys to her stepfather’s mansion, including her own freedom.

Ash

Holy stars above. His little princess was taking his fire. Not just taking his fire, but practically begging him with her mouth, her body, her being, to give her the very part of his soul that made him Dragos. He couldn't take it back even if he wanted to. His fire was hers now and he'd found his fated mate.

She moaned into his mouth and pulled him down on top of her, testing the limits of his little cot. He did not want to claim her in this hovel. She should have the finest of everything and he couldn't give her that. Not as long as he was stuck on this planet being a blood slave.

But he couldn't stop, couldn't ever let her go. Not now that he understood she was his one true mate. They were made for each other. "Princess, I swear to you I will find a way to give you everything you've ever wanted."

"I've had everything and none of it ever made me feel the way you do." She wrapped her arms into his hair, but paused moment, staring at her hands. "When did I get tattoos?"

Ash pulled her hand down to stare at the symbols glowing in her skin. He'd never seen anything so beautiful in his life. "Those are my marks, my mate. You've taken my fires and you'll bear my marks so that everyone knows I've claimed you and you are mine. That we belong to each other."

She swallowed hard. "We do? I mean, you're... and I'm..."

Her face dropped and she tucked her chin, doing everything she could to hide her face from him. Shame rolled off of her in waves so strong, they pierced his mind. Was she ashamed of being with him? He was nothing more than a slave after all.

"Don't look away from me mate. Fate has thrown us together and swear I will do my very best to be worthy of you." Ash trembled as he ran his hand along her throat. Everywhere he touched ignited with the blue flame of his inner dragon. She was truly his mate and his dragon roared inside. Scales rippled across his skin and the protective ridges of his hunting form pushed out on his shoulders and arms.

This was as close as he'd come to being able to shift since his vampire mistress had