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I circled her clitoris, and she threw her head back. “Hated it,” she lied, causing me to thrust my fingers into her silken channel.

“Your body tells a different story.” Feeling how wet she’d become while pleasuring me sent a current of heat through my straining cock. As she started to thrust against my hand, I pulled away.

“Vampire,” she growled in annoyance.

“Victor,” I demanded. “Tonight, you will use my given name. Say it again.”

“Fine,” she snapped. “Victor!”

“That’s one.” I crawled down her body and placed my shoulders between her thighs.

Seeing my intent, she ran her fingers through my hair. “Oh, yes. Please.”

Rather than give her what she wanted, I nuzzled the inside of her leg, tonguing a pulsing vein I found there.

“Victor,” she groaned, twisting her hips.

“Two,” I muttered, then devoured her sweet sex like a blasphemous man with his salvation.

“Oh!” she cried out. “Flarking hell.” Her hands fisted the sheets beside her hips, her lithe body tensing in my hungry hold. “By the goddess, that’s brilliant,” she cried.

I growled low, keeping her prisoner and refusing to release her until she gave me what I was after.

“I’m close.” Her hips rock, her head thrashing on the pillow. Finally, she exploded against my tongue, her sex pulsing. “Victor!” she shouted, her back arching off the mattress.

Satisfaction rolled over me. “Three.” I smirked, admiring her sex-drunk expression. My sorceress peered back at me with glazed eyes. Realization dawned in her expression, and she huffed a laugh.

“Told you you’d scream my name.”

“Not fair,” she whined.

“Not to worry, pet. We’re just getting started.”

RUNA

I should have known sex with Victor would be like nothing I’d ever experienced. No male had ever taken the time to savor me if that is what this could be called.

Most of my experiences—when I succeeded in ditching my meddlesome brothers—were hot, heavy, and over before they’d started.

Being with the vampire was nothing like that. Even now, he challenged me.

Goddess, save me, but he had that gleam in his eyes again.

I reached for his beautiful shaft once more. His hard length glided through my hand. The groan he exhaled drew my lips into a smile. Power flooded my veins. The idea that I’d managed to stir the vampire’s primal side sent a delightful tingle through me. It was I, Runa Starborn, thief, rebel, convict, who’d managed to get under the Great Victor Custodis’s skin.

He grabbed my hand and kissed the inside of my wrist. The hot caress of his tongue shot tingles up my arm.

“Playtime is over, pet. Be a good girl and do as you’re told.”

“Afraid I’ll unman you with a simple touch?”

“Little thief, there is nothing simple about you,” he grated. “Arms over your head.”

“Yes, oh, bossy one.” I rested my hands over my head, arching my spine. After all, my breasts were rather spectacular, if I did say so myself.

Victor grunted in answer, his eyes devouring me. “Now, spread your legs.”

Trembling with anticipation, I did as he commanded. “Like this?”