Page 12 of The Vampire's Hunter

Had to hear and feel it.

One final shudder tore through her, making her moan.

“Good girl,” Corbin whispered, rubbing his hand over her clit in a way that caused her to shiver.

The last tremors of her orgasm shook through her.

He removed his hand from inside her, turning her to face him once more, before he brought his fingers to his mouth, licking each one as if to savor her taste.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “You taste like the sun.”

The red of his eyes was a deep garnet then, pure animal, like a predator yet…far more dangerous than anything nature could have imagined, in all the ways he drew her in, made her want to please him, though she was prey to him and little more, yet when he spoke, it was the voice of a cultured gentleman who whispered to her.

“The next time I claim you, it will be for my eyes alone. Do you understand?”

Dani nodded, still dazed from the high of her orgasm.

“One night. Nothing more,” he repeated. “Are we in agreement?”

She nodded. “Nothing more,” she breathed against his lips. For once, being honest about the path she chose. “But, please Corbin, I need—”

“Shhh.” Corbin hushed her, placing a finger against her lips, before he whispered against her skin. “Don’t tempt me more, darling.” His hand cupped her chin in his palm again, his thumb tracing where he’d smeared her lipstick as he smirked once more. “Now, we’ve business to attend to.”

4

Before Dani knew what was happening, Corbin had lifted her off the floor again, whisking her out of the club, as if she weighed no more than a feather. A blur of lights and color flashed before her eyes, until suddenly they were standing in a back alley outside the club, Corbin no longer holding her close. A luxury town car lied in wait for them.

Corbin didn’t need to lift a hand to signal to the driver to pull forward, before the vehicle was already beside them, another vampire opening her door. Without hesitation, he took Dani’s hand in his, ushering her into the vehicle and then rounding to the other side’s door.

The town car pulled out onto Chicago’s dimly lit streets moments later.

“Where are we—?”

“You choosenowto ask questions?” Corbin cut her a perturbed look. Whatever warmth had passed between them in the club was gone now, lost in the interest of business. “Was this not your intention from the start or would you rather I leave you with, Zane?”

Dani fell silent then, wringing her hands in her lap. She knew their intimacy had been only for show, and yet…

She couldn’t bring herself to regret it.

Not when it hadfeltreal.

One night. Nothing more.His words echoed in her ears.

They drove across town in silence, not stopping until they’d reached one of the city’s many high-rises. As soon as the car was parked, Corbin flung himself from the vehicle with supernatural speed, as if he could no longer stand to be in such a small, enclosed space with her.

Uncertain what to do, Dani followed, exiting the cab quickly, only to speed up once she’d joined him inside the lobby. Even at a normal pace, she practically had to jog to keep up with him. A doorman summoned the elevator whilst Corbin’s expression remained distant, cold. He didn’t even acknowledge the doorman, or her for that matter.

A small ding signaled the lift’s arrival.

The elevator ride to his penthouse felt long and tense.

With each passing floor, Dani was acutely aware of every little noise she made, of the sound of her heels. Each breath she took. Of the brush of her skin against her clothes, the way she fidgeted where she stood, the sound of her pulse in her own ears. Hell, even the nearly silent sound of her tongue wetting her lips. Humans were noisy, she supposed.

Corbin, on the other hand, was silent. Painfully so.

Preternaturally still.

Like a predator lying in wait, and yet, not once, did he turn his attention toward her.

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