Page 21 of The Vampire Kingpin

“Please,” I prompted against her breasts.

She growled under her breath, but obeyed. “Please.”

When I complied, her free hand moved down her stomach toward her pussy.

“No touching.” I gripped her wrist, halting her.

Her lush mouth formed a pout. “Why not?”

“Because I’m the only one who gets to make you come.” I scraped my fangs down her neck.

She inhaled. “That hurts.”

“But you like it.”

“Yeah,” she admitted.

I licked the small scrapes to soothe them. “Good girl.”

“Why?”

“For telling me the truth.”

“I don’t lie,” she returned. She waited a beat, then added, “Usually.”

Fuck, she was adorable. I grinned against her temple. Still, I couldn’t let that “usually” pass.

“Make that never when you’re with me,” I told her, and lifted her off me, setting her on the mattress.

“I’m not making any promises.”

“I can promise I’ll spank you if you lie.”

“Only if you kiss it better when you’re done,” she shot back.

“Depends on the lie.” Crawling on top of her, I took her mouth with mine, then moved her closer to the bronze headboard. “Grab the rails and don’t let go.”

“Yes, sir.” This time, she wasn’t teasing me. Keeping her eyes on me, she reached up, one hand at a time, and wrapped her fingers around two thick rails.

I removed her boots, dropping them on the floor, then pushed her legs apart so her knees were bent up, and made my way down her body. Biting and sucking and licking until I reached her mound. Her tits lifted and fell, her hips moving restlessly on the sheets.

I rubbed my cheek over her wiry dark curls, then buried my face between her thighs. She smelled incredible. Earthy and feminine.

I cupped her ass, giving her rounded cheeks a good squeeze, and licked up her slit, teasing her swollen clit with my tongue and lips.

“Spider.” My name came out on a rough exhale. “Yes. That…”

I did it again, and she moaned, her fingers opening on the rails.

I scraped my teeth along her inner thigh, warning, “Let go and I’ll stop.”

“No!”

“Then do as you’re told.”

A jerky nod. Her hands tightened around the rails so hard her knuckles whitened.

“You know what I’m going to do?” Without waiting for a reply, I brushed my thumb back and forth over her clit. “I’m gonna drink from you. I’m hungry.” And I craved her taste like a junkie needs their next fix.