Red Moon Secrets (Deadly Beauties 3)

Just when I think he's about to finish inside my mouth, he rips me up and throws me to the mattress, seizing control.

"Bite me," I murmur impatiently, running my finger over his exposed fang.

Apparently my dirty seduction has lured the night stalker out once again. He doesn't have to hide from me anymore, and I love the deadly, unguarded beauty in front of me.

He gives me his best scandalous grin as he nips playfully at my breasts, teasing me by pressing his fangs against the skin, but never breaking the surface. I don't like this game. I know what I want, and I don't like being teased.

"Patience," he murmurs as he starts his descent down my chest, moving to my stomach.

In an expert motion, the leather is pulled free from my lower body and tossed to the floor. His finger slides under the rim of my lacy panties, and I prop one arm behind my head as I watch him toy with me.

"Don't play with me, night stalker."

He gives me a curious gaze, and then he pulls my underwear down while pressing his lips against the apex of my thighs. Involuntarily, my head pops back when his incredibly wonderful tongue goes to work. He pins my hips when I try to s

quirm, and he forces me to endure all the sensations he offers.

Tidal waves of ecstasy flood my veins, bringing me to an all-time high as a powerful buzz enters the room. I feel as though I'm collecting sexual energy, feeding on it. It feels absolutely divine.

His eyes grow to be a brighter blue as he drinks me in, tasting me in the most intimate of ways. I arch my back, silently begging him to continue. Just before I find my release, I feel his body surging into mine, surprising me with his firm perfection replacing his tongue.

"What the hell is going on?" he asks, breathless as he takes me.

He presses his lips against mine, feeling confused, but it's quickly replaced with greedy passion. He rocks back up and jerks my head back, exposing my neck as he continues his almost violent thrusts, making me grunt involuntarily with each fervent stroke.

"Please," I almost beg, making him shake his head in amusement, as his eyes fall lower to watch himself moving in and out of my body.

I jerk him down, placing his mouth closer to my neck, and I feel a spark from my hand to his body. He groans loudly as the power charges him, forcing him to bend to my will.

The pain mingles with eroticism as his fangs sink deep into the flesh of my shoulder. A strangled moan escapes through his lips as I gasp for air. His venom feels so good as it burns through me, igniting every flame within.

He bleeds me, savoring my taste while fucking me without mercy. His rough, carnal touch is beyond exquisite. He jerks me up, and before I know what's going on, we're against the wall.

His weight presses against me as he holds me in the air, slamming me into the wall once more—making it hurt just enough.

"Kane, I lov-"

His lips crush mine before I can finish that sentence.

"Not while you've got my venom. You can't say that until you mean it again," he mumbles against my lips.

My moans become near screams in that instant, as the rushing flood of pent-up desire runs free, falling into the spiral of undeniable perfection.

His name becomes an unintelligible mumble on my lips as my body shudders against his, and I shatter in his embrace. He surges in hard one last time before stilling inside me.

Our tongues dance together as he carries me back to the bed and collapses with me on top of him.

The raving lunatic that has been controlling me is banished, letting the light return. I look down to see the proof when my blond locks take over the dark hair. Kane shakes his head while strumming his fingers through the familiar strands.

"What the hell is going on with you?"

His tone is breathless, making me smile. It had to be good to make an immortal strain for air.

I kiss the side of his neck, having a new appreciation for the beauty that burrows so much deeper than the surface. He could have turned me away after what I said to him earlier, but he was here for me when I needed him to be.

"I wish I knew." Though I do have an idea.

This darkness is slowly consuming me. Fucking Gage had more consequences than I could have ever foreseen. Maybe this is all a mistake. Maybe I'm just looking at this all wrong because my head is clouded with this stupid prophecy that can't possibly be true.