He pressed a hand to his forehead and squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, but his fangs remained in a partially descended state.
When he opened his eyes, he held her gaze firmly. “This is a very vampire kind of reaction, Shayna, enhanced because of the chains. I didn’t mean for this to happen. And I know it’s because of the bond and because I’ve fed from you, but I need you to avoid thinking about any of your previous boyfriends, especially your sexual experiences with them. You can be mad all you want, but try not to dwell on the other stuff.”
“You mean like fondness or sexual interest?”
“Exactly. Damn, that was like a lightning strike through my chest.”
“I had a moment of remembering what it had been like with the professor early on, how naive I’d been, that I’d fallen hard for him, all starry-eyed and, yes, inexperienced. But I’ll be more careful.”
“Thank you. I’d appreciate it. And this isn’t your fault.”
She laughed. “I know. It’s the proximity and how much we can sense from each other.” Her gaze fell to his lips. His fangs still hadn’t retracted, which, of course, made her curious. “May I touch them?”
“What?”
“Your fangs.”
“Shit, they didn’t retract, did they?”
“No. So what does that mean?”
“That I’m aroused.”
Only then, as she let the chains speak to her, did she figure out all that was going on with him in this moment. More than that, he wanted something from her right now.
“Marius, you want to be back at my throat, don’t you?”
His eyes darkened. “Yes, that’s part of what I need.”
Her own desire, so quickly ignited when she was this close to him, rose once more. She planted a hand on his chest. “I knew this would be part of the equation if I put on the chain—and if you feed from me right now, I want to do the other thing as well.” Her cheeks warmed up. She’d never been so boldly in her life.
CHAPTER 7
Marius had no rational thought right now, just a powerful instinct full of need and desire. He knew the chains only enha
nced what was already there, but sensing Shayna’s emotions, full of desire for her ex, had shifted his gears.
She was bonded to him now and he needed her focused on him and not on other men. He curled his hips against her. He wanted sex as much as he wanted to drink from her vein. He licked a line up her throat.
“Marius, I feel drugged with need.”
He knew exactly what she meant, but all he could do was make a kind of chuffing sound that came from deep in his throat. “I’m going to tap in. I need you, Shayna. I need what only you can give.”
“Yes. Do it.” Her body was in motion and her fingers clutched at his biceps, forcing them to flex and release then tighten once more.
He switched to telepathy. I’m going to move you up against the wall. He levitated as he spoke, lifting her with him.
Good idea. I’m glad I didn’t put on my jeans.
Once he had her against the wall, he pushed his PJ bottoms down and she lifted the hem of her nightgown. He drew back just enough to look into her passion-drenched eyes, her lips parted.
He lifted her leg, holding it against his hip, then angling his body. Still holding her gaze, he pressed the tip of his cock between her legs.
She moaned and made small gasping sounds. “Marius. I need you so much. This is crazy.”
“I know.” He didn’t even know how he got the words out.
Then he started to push.