Addict (Hunter #2)(47)

“Hush,” Marcus said. After we passed the second floor, he reached over and pushed the emergency stop button. He turned to me with hooded eyes. “Show me.”

I hesitated. “You’re going to be mad.”

He leaned back against the wall. “Am I? Were you working, cara mia? Did you intend to end up in a sex club with your ex-fiancé?”

“Of course not,” I assured him.

He stared at me intently, and I wasn’t feeling a wave of calm from him at that point. Nope. Things were heating up and Marcus didn’t mind sharing that with me. Lust. He was sending out a lusty vibe. Marcus had his own kinks. He tended to get horny when I did violent things to people who richly deserved it. Marcus liked bad girls, and I fit the bill.

“Did you willingly put yourself in a compromising position with the lieutenant?” His fangs were out, his dark eyes large. His voice was like thick honey. I knew there was a bit of persuasion being pushed at me. I could push back, but it felt good.

“I didn’t do anything with Sloane that wasn’t important to our cover,” I promised him.

“Then show me,” Marcus commanded.

I let the coat drop to the floor.

He sighed, letting me know he appreciated the sight. “Very nice. It makes me feel sorry for Sloane. He was only able to look while I am free to touch.” He motioned me to come to him and then turn so he didn’t miss an inch. His hand came out to caress the bare cheeks of my ass. He gently snapped the thong against my skin. “This is quite lovely.”

I let down my mental walls so he could feel how much I wanted him. I needed this. It had been a craptastic day, and there was nothing that would make me feel better than being in his arms. He squeezed my cheeks before he pulled me against his body, his front to my back. His erection nudged insistently against my ass. Being mostly naked meant I could feel his hands on my skin, the silk of his shirt against my spine.

Marcus let his hands run up along my torso until he cupped my breasts through the soft material of the bra. His tongue licked along my neck, up to my ear where he playfully bit down, causing me to shiver with arousal.

“I missed you every moment you were gone, my bella,” the vampire whispered in my ear. “We need to make some things plain between us.”

His clever hand made its way down my body. He slid his palm over the flat of my belly and teased his way past the band of the thong. With firm pressure, he began rubbing circles all around my clitoris. I let my head fall back against his shoulder as he continued to lecture me in the nicest way.

“I’m speaking to you as your trainer and your lover, Kelsey.” He kept his thumb on my little nub while his long fingers gently thrust up into my *. He filled me with his fingers. My breaths were ragged as I approached that sweet spot he was steering me toward. “Are you listening?”

“Yes.” I was pretty much going to agree with everything the man giving me the orgasm said. I’ve found it’s a logical course to take. I would have agreed with almost anything the man said because he was amazingly good at finding my G-spot.

“Excellent,” he murmured, curving his fingers up. “This is important. I’m an old-fashioned man, my mistress, but even in my human life I thought the entire idea of death before dishonor was ridiculous. You do what you have to. You survive by any means necessary. If that includes f*cking your way out of a situation, then I expect you to spread your legs and when you’re done, you come home to me.”

I bit my lip and thrust my hand back into his silky hair. The pleasure burst over me. I twisted to the right and was able to get my mouth over his. He quickly took charge of the kiss, thrusting his tongue into my mouth.

He dislodged his hand and turned me fully into the cradle of his body. “Do you understand me, Kelsey?”

“I do, baby,” I replied. “Always come home to you.”

Marcus worked the belt of his slacks, and I realized he wasn’t patient enough to wait until we got home tonight. He shoved aside the string of my thong. Then my back was against the plush wall of the elevator. Marcus pushed his way inside me. He sighed as he seated himself and began to thrust deeply. His pelvis was grinding sweetly against me, and I started to come all over again. I held on, locking my legs around his waist while he rode me.

Marcus’s body stiffened when he rammed into me one last time. He kissed me as he emptied himself and murmured love phrases in Italian. When he was finished, he set me down on my feet and straightened his clothes. Gently, he took off his own coat and wrapped it around my shoulders. I should have known he wouldn’t want me wearing Sloane’s clothes. When he was sure we were presentable, he hit the button to continue our journey. He picked up Sloane’s coat and laid it over his hand.

“I’ll return it to him tomorrow,” he promised. “I will be sure to express my gratitude for his care of you.”

“You won’t start a fight or anything, will you?” I was worried at the thought of my boyfriend and my ex having a sit-down.

Marcus smiled. “Bella, have you ever known me to be less than a gentleman?”

I let him lead me out of the elevator, where he’d proven he could play the bad boy. “Please remember he’s bigger than you. If you get in a fight with him, don’t let him hit your face.”

The vampire opened the door, and I was surprised at the fact that this place already felt like home. “I will endeavor to retain my beauty for you.”