Lover Arisen (Black Dagger Brotherhood #20)(81)

“My turn?”

She had to smile a little. “Like I was doing that wrong?”

Balthazar sat forward, his hands going to her hips. “Oh, no. You’re perfect.”

“But you can do better?” She raised an eyebrow. “Fine. Show me what you got, vampire—”

He was up and out of that chair in the blink of an eye. And the next thing she knew, she was in his arms and being bent backward—so that the only thing keeping her off the floor was his strong arms. As she gasped and grabbed on to his bare shoulders, she was aware of the power in his body—and how much smooth skin and hard muscle there was on him. Staring up into his heated eyes, she’d never been so turned on in her life. And it wasn’t about some Dracula myth, either. It was about him. This man—male, whatever. It was about… Balthazar.

“Now I’m going to show you the way a vampire kisses a female he wants.”

The mouth that claimed hers was not gentle. It was demanding and a little rough, and when his tongue entered her, she gave up any pretense of trying to hold herself up. She gave in fully to the sexual wave, letting herself go.

And he was right.

He was the best she’d ever had. Her whole body came alive, her breasts tingling, her sex aching, her legs going straight to jelly. God… she just wanted more. No, she needed more.

When he finally lifted his head, they were both breathing hard—and he seemed surprised. Like he’d thought it would be good, but he hadn’t thought it would be that good.

“Your scent is beautiful,” he growled.

“I’m not wearing perfume.”

“You are.” His eyes went down her body. “The very best kind. The kind that’s going to make it impossible for me to sleep during the day. It’s your arousal. I can scent how much you want what I can give you.”

Erika was panting—and didn’t bother to hide it. Especially as his words sunk in. Wait, what? He wasn’t going further with this?

“Or maybe…” She slid one of her hands up to the nape of his neck. “Maybe we can do something more about this?”

The smile on his face was dark. Erotic. As hungry as she felt.

“I thought you’d never ask,” he purred.

And then he kissed her again.





CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE




Back at Devina’s lair, the demon watched as her long-awaited happily ever after rose from the floor like he was a mountain range birthed by the earth itself, growing more powerful with each inch of height he unfurled for her very approving eyes. And when he was at his full vertical, his magnificence was too much for her, and she covered her face with her hands.

Beneath her palms, she was smiling as her eyes flooded with tears.

The sense of a long journey coming to an end, a home reached, a family finally established, struck her with such force, she swayed on her stilettos.

And that was when he touched her for the first time. It was just a fingertip, pressing into her sternum, between the swells of her hypersensitive breasts.

As Devina’s breath caught, that pinpoint of contact moved to the side slowly, and it took the fragile silk of her blouse for a little ride… until her taut nipple felt a rasp and then the cooler air.

“I’m going to fuck you,” the male said in a low voice.

Yes, you are, she thought as she lowered her hands—

Oh, God. He was aroused, fully aroused, his cock jutting out from his hips, clearly capable of doing the job she wanted it to, deep inside her core—

Her one true love clapped a hold on the base of her throat, right at her collarbones, and the smile he gave her was the kind that she imagined a serial killer wore when he was just about to go to work.

Between her legs, her clit throbbed.

Those strange, all-wrong eyes bored into her as he started to push her back, and she had no choice but to walk with him if she wanted to keep on her feet.

It was a dance between their bodies, a to-and-fro of balance and steps, all of it directed by him—and when the wall came up behind her and there was no farther she could go, he stopped, too. His upper lip curled back, and that was when she saw the fangs. Clearly, they’d been there all along, but she’d had too much eye candy to gorge on to notice them.

Devina moaned. She had a thing for vampires. She really did.

“You like these,” he murmured as he bared his canines at her.

She liked all of him. “Yes.”

“I plan on using them on you.” He pressed into the base of her throat with his grip. “For a while.”

Her breath came hard, pump pump. “You think you’re going to kill me, don’t you.”

“You look surprised. But you didn’t summon a Tinder date.”

Devina shook her head. “You can’t kill me.”

“Who’s going to stop me.” He glanced around at the clothes, the shoes, the bags. “Nobody’s going to save you. Especially after I put a gag in your mouth so no one will hear you scream.”

“I don’t need saving, lover.”

With that, she cast him off her with a burst of energy, sending him flying back through the air, all the way across to the very far side of her lair. As she slammed him into the solid concrete, the expression on his face was so fucking priceless, she wished she had a cell phone and could take a picture.