Vladimir (Russian Dragon Heat #1) - Carole Mortimer Page 0,13

Vladimir’s investigations into the lives of the brother and sister had indicated Tanya had ever been romantically involved with anyone.

Was it possible his mate had never been shown the intensity of physical pleasure? The same pleasure Vladimir intended to dedicate a very long lifetime to once she was his mate.

If she ever was.

Vladimir would never force Tanya into a mating with him, and she currently showed no signs of the same need to mate with him as he did her.

He shrugged. “I believe any of my brothers would tell you I am not known for my levity.”

Her eyes narrowed. “Your dragon has no patience, and you have no levity.”

“My dragon and I are indivisible,” Vladimir said softly. “What one feels, so does the other.”

She chewed briefly on her bottom lip before once again eyeing him uncertainly. “And you both want to eat me in that way…?”

Vladimir allowed himself a slight smile at the sexual curiosity Tanya couldn’t quite manage to hide and yet also seemed to embarrass her. “I would enjoy nothing more than stripping us both naked before placing you on top of the bed and then lying with my face between your thighs so that I might enjoy the taste of your pussy juices with my lips and tongue. My dragon tongue,” he added pointedly.

She rocked back on her heels in obvious shock. “You can do that?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.”

“Exactly,” Vladimir drawled. “I will leave you to consider that for now, but know that I am very much looking forward to seeing you again at dinner this evening.”

“But—”

“Remain in what you have on now, or wear nothing at all,” Vladimir drawled. “I will enjoy either.” He turned and left the bedroom without a single glance back to see her reaction to his statement.

Chapter Four

Hours later, Tanya was still slightly stunned from the unexpected intimacy of Vladimir’s earlier remarks.

Before today, she’d thought his arrogance meant he didn’t even notice those he believed to be lesser than himself. As a dragon shifter, that was everybody else except his brothers and the Pendragon brother shifters. Since Tanya first set eyes on him, she had thought arrogance should be Vladimir’s middle name, along with cold and haughty.

He had appeared anything but those three things when he told her he wanted to “…lie with my face between your thighs and eat your pussy with my lips and tongue. My dragon tongue.”

Tanya had caught a glimpse of that tongue when he partially shifted. It was long and as thick around as her wrist.

She gave a shiver now, not of revulsion as she should have, but a sexual curiosity that caused her skin to once again itch, her nipples to tingle, and between her thighs to heat.

How odd that the first genuine arousal she’d known should be for one of the men she should most despise.

Tanya had believed her actions after leaving the orphanage, even though necessary for her to survive, would also have ruined any possibility of her ever having a normal relationship with any man. Because to be able to do that, she would also have to tell that man of her past, and she wasn’t prepared to do that and watch the disgust appear in his eyes when he looked at her.

Consequently, she had never been on a date in all of her twenty-five years. The evening three months ago when she’d agreed to meet Vaughn Romanov had been the closest she had ever gotten. But she’d only agreed to meet him so that she could kill one of the beasts who’d murdered her parents.

Vladimir had stated earlier that he and his dragon were one, indivisible. If that was true, then perhaps she could use the desire Vladimir had admitted he felt for her to exact revenge on both him and his dragon.

Yes, Tanya needed to forget her own unwanted response to Vladimir and instead concentrate on how she could best use his admission of desire for her to her advantage.

His desire to taste her pussy.

Bozhe moy, even thinking of Vladimir’s aristocratic lips saying that word, let alone putting those words into action, was enough to send the heat of unwanted arousal once again coursing through Tanya’s body.

The sooner she found an opportunity to escape from here and somehow join Pyotr, the better. The two of them could then decide how best to take their revenge on the Romanov family.

A revenge, after all these years, and with one failed attempt and three months of incarceration, Tanya was no longer sure she believed in or had