Wicked Love - Michelle Dare Page 0,207

devil I guess.” She sighed.

“You know, I saved you once, but I’m thinking you don’t want me to save you anymore.”

She shook her head no with a smile. I didn’t have it in me to compel her to forget another night. It was dangerous, but I’d protect her from my brother and anyone else who came after her.

“I’ve been waiting for you. You haunt me and I don’t want to be afraid anymore, not when the darkness feels like its apart of me.” She took my hand in hers and placed it over her heart. I felt it too though this wasn’t the time or place to admit the connection and fess up to everything.

“My brother would call that indigestion.”

“I think your brother is an idiot.”

This time I threw my head back with a laugh causing everyone, vampire, shifter, and human to look our way. It was dangerous to single her out like this and expose her, but it was too late. She intrigued me and she wasn’t leaving here tonight unmarked. They would know she was mine, bonded or not, my mark would place her under my protection.

“Join me then.” I held out my hand and encouraged her to take it. After a moment of eying me up and down, she took my hand and I guided her to my VIP lounge that overlooked several of the dance floors from above. I reigned supreme here and I’d let her know it.

“Interesting club you have here.” She glanced around looking over the railing into the room with several spanking benches and couples engaged in activities to arouse. These couples weren’t visible to those busy bumping and grinding but they still got want they wanted out of the club experience.

“Come.” I patted the seat next to me playfully and watched her pale skin pink with a blush that would be impossible to hide. She took her time which I found equally endearing as I did irritating. I might have been an immortal with nowhere to go, but even she was aging with her every delay to deny me. When she finally joined me, she sat stiff staring at the table. I brushed her hair over her shoulder and traced the angle of her neck and shoulder watching her vein pump blood in a staccato flow with each beat teasing me. Seducing me. I licked my lips over my fangs hiding them from her. Soon my need to have her would overpower me, but for now I made the most of this time with her.

“What’s your desire, lamb?”

She turned to look at me with her head ducked down shyly. Jane hummed and I watched the blood under her skin pulse. It was like a symphony playing a tune only I could hear.

“Since you won’t tell me yours, I’ll tell you mine. I want to consume you.” I hissed against her ear watching her eyes flutter shut. I smelled her desire change, grow thick, humid in that sacred place between her thighs.

“Kiss me?” She stuttered. My god she was fucking adorable.

“No. Consume.” My nose touched her cheek and rubbed it basking in her aroma.

“I’m not ready for that.” She whispered against my chest and I held her close feeling her body shudder against mine.

“Of course not.” I murmured kissing the top of her head and picking her up in my arms to carry her upstairs. I wouldn’t debauch her here inside the club. Not now, not this time. She deserved a bed and a kiss. I wouldn’t be a gentle lover and best she learned that with some comforts to assuage her fragile human mind.

She clung to me as I whisked her away. Creatures stared at us and I showed them my fangs forcing them to back off. This was my club. My territory, and now my woman. The elevator brought us upstairs to my private office. I brought her to the bedroom I preferred to use at the club, but it felt wrong. I should have her at home, in my bed, not here. A study in contrasts, I wasn’t willing to examine in that moment.

She lay underneath me wiggling and moaning. Her soft skin rubbed against mine and her heat caused friction against my typically cool temperature. I didn’t feel the same way mortals did and I hadn’t had a heart beat in ages. My cock might as well have been a block of ice, but this girl, she’d melt me, come all over me, heating me from inside her tight