“We have business to sort out, you and I,” he said with silky threat. Then he glanced back at me. “Later.”
And he slammed the door in her face.
“Trying to hang my knickers around your neck?”
The look in his eyes, already marbled with green, made my reply unsteady. “You don’t wear any.”
He glided over and drew me to my feet. “I should assure you that in bed you have nothing to prove to me, or that I’ve never enjoyed making love to anyone more, but only a fool passes up what you just offered me. Now, I am short on some props, and there isn’t nearly enough time in one night to run through all the ways I’ve fantasized about taking you, but I promise you this... ” His voice deepened. “You’ll be scandalized in the morning when you can think again.”
THIRTY-TWO
WITH DELIBERATE SLOWNESS, BONES began unbuttoning his shirt. I watched his creamy skin revealed with each unfastened clasp. When he was finished, he pulled it off, and then ripped each sleeve free with a tug. The reason for that strange action was revealed when he tied the fabric around my eyes, blindfolding me.
My nails dug into my palms as everything went black. He’d done a good job with it. The next thing I felt were his hands pushing me back onto the bed, and then easing off my clothes until I was naked.
Something was secured around my wrist, stretching my arm out lengthwise and then restraining it, presumably to the bed frame. The same action was repeated with my other arm.
“Don’t fight them,” Bones whispered. “They’re not strong enough to hold you. Relax.” A low chuckle. “Let me work.”
Thus shackled, I could only listen as he moved around. It sounded like he was in the bathroom rummaging through the cabinets, for what I had no idea. Being blindfolded and tied naked to a bed was disconcerting, to say the least, but he didn’t take long before he returned.
Hands trailed over my shoulders and moved lower to cup my breasts. A mouth closed over my nipple, fangs already extended. He laved the peak with his tongue, and then the flatness of his human teeth nibbled it to hardness.
I inhaled sharply when he carefully dug his incisors in next, just short of breaking the skin. He drew stronger on my nipple until ribbons of raw desire shot through me.
“I want to touch you,” I moaned, pulling on the bonds that prevented me.
He clamped his hands over my wrists without breaking contact with his mouth.
“Later.”
His English accent was thicker, and I knew from the brush of his hip that he was naked now as well. Below us the TV switched on, Annette pointedly turning up the volume, but it barely registered to me. Not with Bones increasing the pressure until my nipple felt seared, and there was a sharp stab when his fangs pierced it.
A cry wrenched from me, but not of pain. He made a hoarse noise and began to suck harder, pulling my blood into his mouth. As before when he drank from me, I started to feel warm all over. My breast was positively burning, but I also felt a thrill of apprehension. I’d said anything goes, and Bones wasn’t wasting time.
“Your heart is thundering in my ears, but you won’t fret long,” he murmured, switching to my other breast. “I’m going to knock the fear right out of you.”
I gasped and arched underneath him when he bit me again in the same way. Now both my nipples were sizzled and each breast throbbed with heat. His lips slithered up my arm as he shifted higher in bed, moving off me.
I felt the probe of his tongue on my wrist below where those unseen bonds held me. His mouth covered the spot in the next instant, fangs puncturing so quickly I didn’t even have time to tense.
That same throb from my breasts was now duplicated in my wrist. Hot, pulsing waves beat in accordance with my pulse. If heroin addicts feel anything like this, I thought dizzily as it spread like warm caramel down my arm, then I completely understand why they do it.
“That’s the juice from my fangs you’re feeling,” Bones said throatily. “It’s moving through your veins with every heartbeat. If you were human, I wouldn’t dare bite you more. Too much would drug you, but you’re not human. So I can do this... ”
I moaned out loud when he bit my other wrist. Now that sweet unbelievable heat was covering my entire upper body. Good God, but I hadn’t known vampire bites could feel like this, or I might have demanded he drink from me every day.
Bones squeezed my wrists, and I jumped. The pressure seemed to push that warmth deeper in me.
“Don’t move, luv.”
Easier said than done. I wanted to pull on the bonds to have their tautness drive that heat further into me. His skin brushing against my mouth distracted me from that, however, as he slid his body down the length of me and then firmly pinched my nipples. That sudden jab of double fire had me twisting toward him with a cry.
“More!”