Page 91 of Vampire's Breath

My stomach clenched at the insinuation in his words. He was handing my fantasies to me, but did I want to make them my reality? I pushed the thoughts from my mind, ignoring the wetness between my legs. “What if you go too far and…”

His restrained chuckle echoed around us. “I will use you, wildflower, and stretch the limits of your body and mind until you crave nothing but me. But I won’t take your life. Not unless we choose together that you should become like me.”

“And if I don’t? If I want out?”

“If you stop drinking my blood, you will age again and pick up right where you left off.” His fingers traced my neck as he spoke. “But, Briar, I know I pushed you before to allow me to take control. I know you don’t know pain. I can’t promise my bite or your future would be without pain.”

My heart sped up as my mind swirled, screaming to love him. I’d known since I’d looked at him at the party, but had refused to accept it. Isobel leaving the clues about him wasn’t an accident. Fate guided me hundreds of years before I had been born, determining my place was with him, beside him, to be his.

I ran my fingers along his lips, feeling their softness under my fingertips. “Can you promise me you will always bring me pleasure?”

He smiled into my fingers before kissing them. “That I can promise.”

“And that we’ll explore our desires together?”

“Anything you want, wildflower.”

“What if what I want is for me to be in control?”

He chuckled. “Do you think you could handle that? Directing me to take you?”

My heart pounded as I smiled. “Probably not, but at least I can do this…”

I wrapped my hand around his neck and pulled his lips to mine. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth the slightest bit, pressing my tongue into his, initiating a dance between us. His hand grabbed my waist and pulled me into him so I could feel his hardness against my stomach.

“You’re sure about this?”

I pulled him back to my lips. “More sure than I’ve been about anything before. I want you.”

“All of me? Or just part?” His voice wavered.

“All of you. I want to be yours. It may take me some time to get used to calling you my mate—”

“What matters is that you are,” he growled.

A grin broke across my face, and I ran my thumb across his lips. “I am completely yours. I want you to fuck me and feed from me.”

“Then take those pants off, mate, so that I can get to your cunt.”

“But…” I gestured around the room.

In an instant, my back was against the stone wall, pressing into it, as Lorcan held me off the floor, pinning my body to the wall, my head protected by his hand. His eyes flashed. “I don’t ask twice. You are mine, anytime and anywhere I desire. Do you need another lesson on how to listen?”

My heart pounded against my chest. I opened my mouth to protest, but he filled it with his tongue, pushing my head into his hand and my back harder against the wall. I wrapped my legs around him.

He rested his forehead on mine. “It sounds like you liked our lesson.”

My voice shook as I spoke. “It sounds like…?”

I felt his breath on my ear. “I can hear the thunder of your heart. It’s pounding so loudly that the sound echoes through this room.”

Heat rose in my cheeks. He pulled back and looked into my eyes. “Did you enjoy it, wildflower? Did you enjoy your lesson?”

I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Yes.” I drove the word out, my gaze dropping.

Lorcan nudged my nose with his, urging me to look at him. He peered into my soul, his voice soft. “There is no shame here. Make no mistake, wildflower. I intend to use you and to push every boundary you have until tears of pleasure and pain rolldown your cheeks. I have a thousand years and more to listen to you scream.”

He kissed me again, his lips moving gently on mine as he rubbed his body against my core. His voice was gentle as he pulled away from my lips. “Tell me, did you enjoy it?”

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