Page 41 of Viktor's Temptation
“Then you might…know things?” she ventured, her voice wavering slightly.
The silver in Viktor’s eyes brightened, the glow intensifying as if her question had flipped some internal switch. His lips parted slightly, and she could hear his breathing deepen. “What kinds of things are you curious about?” he asked, his voice laced with a tantalizing edge.
Gracie started to step back, nerves threatening to overwhelm her, but Viktor caught her hands and gently tugged her closer. The heat of his touch sent a shiver down her spine.
“Gracie,” he murmured, his tone soft yet commanding, “tell me what’s on your mind.”
She hesitated, her lips trembling as she debated whether to say it. Finally, she forced the words out. “I was just…thinking that…you’ve taught me so much already.”
He chuckled, a low, rich sound that made her heart race. “I haven’t taught you everything. You still need to learn how to fly—and to feed.”
Her smile was brief, but her resolve didn’t waver. “I know, but I think this is just as important,” she said, her voicegrowing steadier. “I was thinking that maybe you could also teach me about…sex. As a vampire?”
The words barely left her lips before Viktor’s arms were around her. She gasped as he lifted her effortlessly, cradling her against his chest. His silver eyes burned with intensity as he carried her from the room, moving so quickly that the world around them blurred.
“It would be my pleasure,” Viktor said, his voice a seductive promise.
They entered his private quarters, a room even more opulent than his office. Deep crimson drapes framed the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a grand four-poster bed stood in the center, its dark wood gleaming under the soft light of another chandelier. The air smelled faintly of leather, aged books, and something uniquely Viktor.
Gracie barely had time to take in her surroundings before Viktor set her gently on the bed. Standing over her, he shrugged off his sports jacket, letting it fall to the floor. “Tell me, Gracie,” he said, his voice low and mesmerizing, “what do you like? I want to do everything that pleasures you.”
Her breath hitched as she gazed up at him, the sight of his glowing silver eyes making her feel both bold and vulnerable. “I…don’t know,” she admitted. “But I want to find out.”
Viktor’s smile was slow and wicked, and as he leaned down to kiss her, Gracie realized that for the first time in her life, she was exactly where she wanted to be. “You don’t know what you like?” he asked.
“I’ve never really…!” she told him vaguely, licking her lips and pulling back slightly as he stripped the dress shirt off, scattering buttons in his haste.
He froze. “What do you mean?”
She shrugged, still watching him but nervous now. “I just…that’s why I asked you to teach me about vampire sex,” she continued. “Human sex has never been all that interesting to me.”
He reached out and pulled her closer. “Gracie, do you not find pleasure in the sexual act?”
She felt her cheeks heat up, but tried to remain casual about the conversation. “Not really. I love the cuddling afterwards, though!” she told him hopefully.
He stopped and stared down at her. He seemed hesitant now, almost indecisive. Which was odd. Viktor always knew what to do. It was what made him such an outstanding leader for his clan.
“Viktor, you’re scaring me,” she told him in a hushed whisper.
He stopped and breathed in, not releasing her hands. “Sorry,” he admitted. “I just…I’ve never known anyone who didn’t find pleasure in sex. It…took me aback.”
She twisted her hands, trying to get him to release her. “Maybe this was a bad idea.”
“Not bad, Gracie,” he soothed. “I just need to slow down. We’ll figure out what makes you feel good.” He stepped closer,lacing his fingers through hers. “Will you work with me on discovering activities that excite you?”
She stared up at him, her heart pounding against her ribs. “Yes.”
“Good,” he replied, smiling and pulling her closer, wrapping her arms around his waist. “How about this?” he asked, nipping at her neck. “Does this feel good?”
She laughed and angled her head slightly. “You know that it does.” She lifted her hands, allowing her fingers to slide into his hair.
“Yeah, I can see it in your eyes,” he admitted. “What about this?” he asked, nipping at her earlobe.
She shivered and smiled. “Yep.” She slid her hands over his chest. “You’re too tall. I can’t reciprocate.”
“I don’t need you to.” He moved his hands down over her back, not stopping until he was cupping her butt. Then he tugged her more firmly against his rock hard erection. “I need you to tell me what you like and don’t like. Then I’m going to discover new ways to pleasure you until those bad sexual encounters are so far in the past that you can’t remember them anymore.”
“Oh,” was the only response that she could offer as his hands slipped underneath her sweater. Biting her lip again, Gracie desperately tried to stifle the moan as his hot, heavy hands glided along her skin, but her efforts weren’t effective. Every time Viktor moved his hands, she felt sparks of electricity singe along her skin. It was heady and erotic and she wanted toclimb the man in an effort to find something that might ease the frustration.
