Blood's Fury (Deadly Beauties 1)

No!

"Fuck," he grumbles while pulling back and lowering me to where my feet touch the ground.

I shift uncomfortably, confused by why I can't seem to say no to him. It's as though I lose all control and desire rules my body.

"What?" he snaps into the phone, and without thinking, my hand slides down the front of his pants to feel his delicious erection - hard, perfect, and ready to be inside me.

His breath hitches, and then he has to clear his throat. The phone is so quiet that I can't hear the person on the other side, which is unusual, given my exceptional inhuman hearing.

"You're going to have to take care of it without me… No, I'm not leaving… I don't care."

He grips his head as my hand slides out of his pants, and then he looks at me as if he's tortured. I know that means he's about to have to leave, and I suddenly feel very dirty again.

"Fine. Fuck… Just meet me at the gallery in ten minutes."

He hangs up, and then he jerks me to his body before his lips crush mine, making me shiver before I push him away.

"Amy needs you again?" I mumble under my breath while turning away.

"Alyssa, it's not like that. Deke needs my help with something, but I swear I'll be back in no time. Please, please don't be mad at me."

My body officially hates him. This is twice I've been on the edge of finally getting rid of my damn innocence, and twice I've been blown off.

"I'm not mad. Go do what you have to. I need to… Hey, do you have my phone?" I murmur, ready to start picking up the pieces of my confidence that are still scattered around the floor of my room.

"Yeah." He sighs while pulling it out of his back pocket and hands it to me. "I meant to tell you it was ringing earlier."

"I have some calls to make." I groan inwardly when I see Frankie's number showing up at least ten times.

"Alyssa, please say I can see you in a little while."

I shrug, not really trusting myself not to fuck him if he returns. I should have more self respect than this.

"I don't know. I've got work, you've got… stuff to deal with. I guess we'll see," I murmur dismissively.

He huffs loudly, cursing to himself while gripping his head again.

"I swear I'll take you somewhere no one can find us," he almost pleads, and I let a laugh escape.

"It's probably for the best. This is all moving too fast anyhow. Just go help Deke. I've got to get a shower and put some stuff on my feet."

I start walking away, but he grabs my hand and whirls me around. Without giving me a second to protest, his lips find mine, his tongue invades, and his strong hands hold me to him, forcing my already throbbing center to start aching painfully.

"Say you'll see me later," he softly demands.

"I'll see you later," I murmur involuntarily - a little breathless - as my eyes burn into his.

I'm praying the mood stone craziness isn't going on right now, but I look away to be safe.

"I'll call you, and then I'll come pick you up before work. We'll go eat or something."

Or I'll go in to work early to avoid this.

"Sure."

He tightens his lips, and with exasperated reluctance, he releases me to rush through my door. Once I hear the click of the front door closing behind him, I let out my own huff.

I've never known of any girl having such a hard time losing her damn virginity.