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“Don’t stop, Alex. I need you to touch me,” he urged in a frantic voice before taking possession of her mouth.

Their tongues tangled, his taste sweet and carnal. The tips of his fangs grazed her bottom lip, and a decadent shiver coursed through her.Yes. Please.

Nipping, tasting, he blazed a trail of heat from her jaw to her neck. She tilted her head, baring her throat. No more polite, mechanical feedings. She wanted his hunger, his lips on her skin, his venom heating her veins.

She experienced no shame in wanting the addictive rush of endorphins. There were so many things about this man she needed. His bite was just a small part of what she craved.

He swirled his tongue over her vein. Elongated fangs scraped her throat, teasing, tormenting.

“Jer-icho,” she pleaded in protest. “Do it. Take from me.”

“Can’t. Not now,” he denied her, his voice a harsh rumble. His silky mane fell over his shoulders, tickling her when he shook his head. “I won’t be able to stop.”

Thendon’t! her body screamed.

To her frustration, he skated the ridge of her collarbone, leaving her wanting, denying them both. She moaned her objection while his lips teased lower.

He teased her pebbled nipple, and the grumble of complaint died in her throat. She arched into the heat of his mouth. With a firm grip, he plumped her breast, holding her captive to the swirling warmth of his tongue. He sucked and pulled, scraping the swollen peak. Coils of desire unfurled in her sex.

She lifted her hips, grinding against his straining erection. The coarse texture of his jeans abraded the inside of her thighs. She dug her heels into the bed, finding little relief from the building ache.

Eager for what he withheld from her, she skimmed the muscled planes of his stomach and teased two fingers into his waistband. His indrawn breath filled her with satisfaction.

“You told me to touch you,” she taunted in a purring voice. It was an order she was more than happy to follow.

She delved past his waistband and wrapped her fingers around his impressive length. Hardened steel pulsed against her hand. Jericho hissed a sound of pleasure, hips surging.

“Easy, female, or this may be over before it’s even begun.” His voice breaking, he grasped her wrist, denying her exploration.

She hid her disappointment against the curve of his neck. His thrumming pulse beckoned her. Curious, she flicked her tongue over his vein.

“Alex…” Her name tumbled on a ragged exhale. Savage need and possession blazed through their connection.

Apparently, her vampire liked her at his throat.

“More?”

Stiff nod. Yes. More. Smiling, she tasted his warm sandalwood flesh. With gentle nips, she scored the thick tendon beneath his jaw.

Jericho shuddered, his ragged breaths rasping in her ears. His powerful body strained above her.

Emotions, dark and primal, ravaged her senses. She felt that darkness battering his restraint, fighting to break free. It hungered to possess her, to mark her with its essence and claim her body and soul.

Pinpricks of warning burned through herglyph. She turned away and swallowed hard. For the first time, she wondered if she could handle everything she sensed waking inside of him.

She took a deep breath and unbuttoned his pants.

God, she really wanted to find out.

Sensing Alex was close,Jericho settled his weight in the cradle of her hips, aligning his shaft with her entrance. Instincts slammed against his skull. Demanded he take everything she offered. Demanded he make this female his in every way.My Chosen. My female.His cock throbbed in response, painfully hard.

“Can’t wait any longer,” he groaned, burying his hand in her hair. Her passion-glazed eyes tested his control.

“Don’t stop. I need you inside of me.” She arched beneath him, and he gritted his teeth, holding himself in check.

“Then say it, Alex.”

Her thin brows pinched with confusion.