vampire wants to protect me from my jerk ex-boyfriend?”
His pale blue eyes flash with sudden irritation. “Watch it,” he says. “I don’t like being mocked.”
“I’m sorry,” I say, and I mean it. “I’m just… this is all so much to take in.”
There’s a pause, and I blow on my coffee before taking a sip.
“You have no need to fear me, pet,” Maximus says, “but you should fear Zeke. Don’t underestimate him.”
“I don’t want to talk about Zeke. I want to talk some more about you.”
“I don’t want to talk about myself.”
We glare at each other. I look away first, taken aback by the tingles in my lower belly his expression is causing. Why do I have to want him so much?
“You should eat something,” he tells me at length. “Are you sure you’re not hungry?”
“Not really. You?”
He grins. “I already ate. But I could eat again.”
My face grows hot as I remember the sensation of his teeth in my neck, the thumps of pleasure so intense that I actually passed out. A hot warmth shoots through my sex. “Do you even eat real food?”
“I can, but I don’t have to.”
I go to take another sip of coffee but realize I’ve already finished it.
“Sabina.”
“Yes?” I almost follow that up with Sir but catch myself just in time. What is it about this guy? Even the discovery that he’s an actual vampire hasn’t made me stop wanting him.
“I need to take a quick shower. Will you still be here when I’m done?”
“You don’t want me to join you?” The words have left my lips before I even thought about saying them.
He raises a dark eyebrow. “If you wish. But be warned, I’m not in a very gentle mood.”
His warning only serves to make my clit ache more. “Noted.”
He takes me by the hand and leads me upstairs to the bathroom attached to the room I slept in. The shower is huge, easily big enough for two people, with several fancy looking attachments.
“Strip,” he says in that low, dominant tone, and my heart skips a beat. It only takes a moment to tug my dress off over my head and cast it aside.
He’s staring at me now, his hungry gaze taking in every inch of my naked body. My nipples harden. Even though he’s seen all of me before, I feel the heat creeping over my cheeks as the seconds tick by and he’s still watching me, unblinking.
“Your turn,” I say, desperate to lighten the mood.
He strips off his t-shirt and shucks off his pants, and I get to see him naked for the first time. He’s just as gorgeous with his clothes off as he is in a suit. His broad chest is covered with a smattering of dark hair, and tapers down to a narrow waist and flat, ripped belly. His six pack ripples as he prowls towards me, his huge cock already jutting out.
“You’re beautiful,” he growls, stroking my hair back from my face. Then he bends his head, and his lips come down on mine.
He tastes of coffee and something else, something dark and delicious. I kiss him back hungrily, running my hands over his broad shoulders as he crushes me against him, his tongue delving into my mouth as his palms cup my ass and pull me to him.
My heart is racing, I can’t breathe, I don’t want to breathe. I want him inside me, I want more of him, I want to kneel at his feet and worship this dark, dangerous man.
This vampire.
I push that thought away as he finally breaks the kiss, taking my hand and leading me to the shower stall.
Maximus tugs a lever, pushes a button, and then we’re in the shower, the warm water raining down on us as he yanks me to him again and resumes kissing me.
Somehow, when I’m in his arms, nothing else matters. Sparks of electric lust shoot through my core at the feel of his lips on mine, and I’m unable to suppress a moan when he breaks away and begins biting his way down my neck and to my breast—careful, measured nips of my flesh hard enough to make me gasp. When he wraps his lips around my nipple and begins to suck, I clutch at his head and groan at the exquisite sensation.
“Nuh-uh,” he says, releasing my taut bud long enough to speak. “Hands above your head against the wall.”
The tile is cold against my skin but I obey without hesitation, marveling at the way he