Sensual Danger (Venice Vampyr #4)

She noticed amusement in his eyes. Angry that he was clearly not taking her seriously, she raised her chin in defiance. “It is not a challenge. It’s a command! I command you to unhand me and leave.”


He grinned and appeared as sinful as if he were introducing her to a new way of making love. How could this be? How could she still see him as the lover he’d been, when now he was different, when now he was a vampire?

“Ah, but my sweet wife, I’m afraid you still haven’t learned that I don’t take commands from you. They only inflame me even more. And right now I’m in the right mood to bend you over my knees and spank your bottom for your insolent behavior toward me.”

Enraged by his suggestion, she tried to twist from his grip. “How dare you?!” She was no child that needed a spanking.

“Wrong answer, my sweet!”





16


With one move, Nico flipped his wife onto her stomach and jumped behind her on the bed. Then he grabbed her virginal nightgown and ripped it all the way to the bottom, exposing the creamy skin on her back and ass.

Oriana tried to escape him, but he pinned her down with his knees over her thighs.

“You’ve been bad, disobeying your husband.”

He stroked his hand over her firm cheeks, eliciting an outraged grunt from her.

“Lay one finger on me, and you’ll pay for it!” she threatened.

“One finger?” he asked, his mind already forming an idea.

Painstakingly slowly, he ran his hand over her bottom, then slipped it between her thighs. Oriana tried to squeeze them together to deny him access, but her legs were spread wide enough for him to dip his finger to her female folds. To his delight, she was wet there.

“This finger?” he asked and probed at her slit, slowly thrusting inside her.

She moaned into the pillow. Satisfied at her reaction, Nico withdrew his hand. “Now that we know that your body is still welcoming me, let’s commence your punishment.”

“Why don’t you just kill me now? Do you have to humiliate me too?”

He gently stroked over her beautiful flesh. “Kill you? My love, I have no intention of killing you now or later. Nor humiliate you. All I want is for you to accept me for what I am. Your vampire husband. And we’re not going to leave this room until you do.”

He punctuated his words by delivering the first slap on her ass.

She cried out, sounding more outraged than in pain. “I’ll never accept a vampire as my husband!”

He smiled to himself, noticing that even though she was verbally still sparring with him, she wasn’t trying to twist away from him.

“That’s too bad, considering we’re already married.”

“I’ll get an annulment!” Oriana claimed.

He answered her with a second slap. “Out of the question!”

Then he gripped her hips and pulled her onto her knees, so her bottom was in the air. He slipped one hand between her legs, cupping her sex, then slapped her ass cheek with the other.

She moaned, panting heavily, and he felt her cunny quiver under his touch. Moisture trickled onto his fingers, and he slid them along her warm flesh, pushing upwards to find her pearl.

His next slap coincided with the pad of his finger pressing onto her pleasure button, and an uncontrolled cry came from her throat.

“See, my love, how pleasurable punishment can be?”

“Stop,” she begged, but her sex gyrated against his hand, asking for more friction.

“No,” he answered. “Let your body do your thinking for you.” He rubbed his finger over her swollen pearl, the juices that were oozing from her making the movement smooth and gentle.

“There,” he coaxed and slapped her once more. “That’s what you need. A good spanking from your vampire husband, so you’ll behave.” He deliberately reminded her of what he was, wanting her to hear it while she was experiencing pleasure so she would associate the word vampire with passion and pleasure.

Nico slipped one finger into her warm channel, while continuing to stroke her. “Do you want to come for your vampire husband?” He pinched her clitoris and delivered another slap on her bottom at the same time.

Oriana panted, her hips moving frantically to rub herself against his hand. He could feel how close she was. Over the last two days he’d learned to recognize her body’s signs. And he wanted to join her.

With his free hand, he opened the buttons of his flap and pushed his trousers and smalls past his groin, enough to free his cock. He was as hard as he’d ever been.

“That’s good, my sweet. You’re all wet and ready for me.” He pulled his finger from her and brought his cock to her *. “You know what that is, my love?”

She breathed heavily, her body pushing back toward him.

“It’s a vampire’s cock. Because a vampire is going to fuck you now. Just the way you like it.” Oriana had developed a taste for being taking from behind. She’d confessed to him that she liked to be dominated by him in that way, and he’d greeted the confession with enthusiasm.

Nico plunged inside her, driving his cock to the hilt.