He was absolutely relentless with his hot caresses, and when she came, it tore through her, making her scream and writhe with the most blissful orgasm she'd ever experienced.
Still he tasted her. Again and again. His tongue and mouth swirled and teased, stroking her, coaxing her until she was lost in the throes of another orgasm even more intense than the first one. Her head spun from it and every single nerve ending in her body tingled.
Kyrian pulled away from her then, and crawled up her body like a hot, panting predator. His eyes were even blacker than they'd been before as he parted his lips and stared at her neck with a hunger so intense it startled her.
"Kyrian?" she asked.
Kyrian could barely hear her through the haze in his mind. All he could smell was her scent. Her body pressed against his as he throbbed and ached for more.
Take her. Taste her. Claim her.
Make her yours...
He ground his teeth as he watched the vein in her neck pulse. Just one taste...
One taste...
But it would be against her will.
"Is something wrong?" she asked.
He struggled against his hunger that demanded he take her regardless. His groin was on fire for her. His needs out of control.
Her scent was all over him. She was all he could focus on. All he could think of.
And it made him dangerous. Lethal.
Growling, he summoned up the last of his willpower and forced himself away from her. "Run, Amanda," he snarled.
Amanda didn't hesitate. Something was wrong with him. Grabbing her clothes, she ran to her room.
Kyrian heard her footsteps recede as he lay on the cold floor. He buried his hand against his burning erection as he writhed in pain.
This was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. Dear Zeus, another minute and he would have sunk his fangs into her.
Closing his eyes, he shook as he fought down the beast inside him. The beast that demanded he take her over and over, no matter the consequences.
Amanda didn't stop shaking until she reached her bedroom. She would never forget the feral look on Kyrian's face when he had told her to run.
She'd never feared him before, but right then she had seen the Dark-Hunter in him that she was sure made the Daimons wet themselves in terror.
Breathing deeply, she tried to calm herself. All she'd ever wanted was a normal relationship.
But then normality with a vampire was asking a lot.
Her heart pounding, she paused as she saw herself in the mirror. Her lips were swollen from his kisses, her neck red from where his whiskers had rubbed against her.
"Amanda?"
She paused at the sound of Kyrian's voice through the door. "Yes?" she asked hesitantly.
He nudged the door open, but didn't come inside. "Did I scare you?"
"Honestly?"
He nodded.
"Yes."