Bitten by the Virgin (Virgin Blood 2)

“Watch that mouth of yours, princess. You wouldn’t want to talk like a tiger when you’re all pussy.”

I lick my lips thinking about what she’d taste like in the place where she’s wettest.

“You have no idea who you’re dealing with.” She jerks her head out of my grip but she doesn’t take a step back.

I wrap my arm around her back and pull her close to me just to piss her off. “I don’t see those brothers of yours here to try and stop me this time.” I lean close and bite her bottom lip before I pull back smiling. “I wonder how far you would have let me go in the corner of that theater. Would you have let me fuck you right there in front of everyone?”

Her eyes narrow at me, but I can smell her desire.

“How did you find me?”

“I just asked the guy at my hotel where I could find the most beautiful vampire.” She sucks in a breath and tries to push away from me, but I don’t give her an inch. “Shh. Don’t cause a scene.” I hold her even tighter as she uses all her strength to try and separate us. I lean in close and whisper in her ear. “Yes, I know what you are, but don’t be shy. Just a few hours ago you were grinding on my dick, so let’s not let a little thing like me knowing your secret stop you now.”

I press my hard cock into the apex of her thighs as I slide a hand down her back. I push her ass closer to me and I hear her breath hitch as my cock rocks against her.

“If you know what I am, then you must want something. Whatever it is, I’ll get it for you, just let me go.” There’s a small hitch in her voice she tries to hide, but I hear it.

“But you don’t want me to do that.” I say as I kiss my way up her neck. “You’re shivering and it’s not because you’re cold.” Her hands are no longer pushing at my chest but instead grip the collar of my suit. “You’re right about one thing, though. I do want something.”

When I lean back to look into her eyes she glares at me and grits her teeth. “Name it.”

“First I want to fuck that pretty mouth, and then I want you to climb on my cock and to relieve this pain you’ve been causing since I first saw you.”

If she could blush she would, but instead of looking at me with disgust I see her eyes darken as need and desire push out all of her insecurities.

“You don’t even know me.” Her voice is quiet, as if she doesn’t want me to hear her protest.

“Ravana,” I say as I release a hand from around her waist and run a finger down her neck. “I’m going to take you home and introduce you to my headboard. That’s all the hellos we need.” Am I being presumptuous, egotistical, maybe even overconfident? No. I’m taking what I fucking want: her, and I can tell she’s a runner. I have to make it clear that won’t be happening with me.

I take my wallet out and slide some cash across the bar without saying a word. Then I grab her hand and pull her through the crowd of people around the bar and towards the dance floor.

“What are you doing?” she asks in confusion as she looks at the exit and then back to me.

“Foreplay,” I reply when I pull her lush body against mine and we slip into the sea of grinding bodies.

The lights are low and the music is loud. I’m sure this is only heightening her senses to a level she can hardly stand. “Close your eyes,” I say, and she looks at me with a puzzled expression. “I need you to trust me.”

She holds my stare, and after only a second, she nods and does as I ask. I put my hands on her waist and turn her around so that her back is to my font and I place my hands on her stomach. The DJ is playing something new that’s got a deep bass and I sway with her to the beat. I put my lips to her ear so she can hear me over the noise and focus on what I’m saying.

“Just listen to the music and move with me,” I say, and she relaxes against my chest. “You can’t focus on what you see and what you hear in a place like this. Right now, let me be your eyes.”

She reaches a hand up and touches my face then rests it on my shoulder. Her ass moves against my cock, and if this were my bedroom it’s how I’d take her. Nice and slow with her body at ease. My fingers trail up her hip and to her breast. I dip my hand inside her dress and I can feel her nipple harden as my fingers pinch her slightly. She gasps but pushes her body against me even more and leans her head to the side. I look down at her bare neck and never in my life have I had a desire to bite, but I do now. Something dark inside of me calls out to take her and to become one. It’s her. I’m not acting like myself at all.