Around her the walls looked bare white which scared the hell out of her. No, this couldn’t be right. Her life didn’t end at the hands of some serial killer.
All she remembered was going into the men's room to prepare for the sexy god like creature who decided to make her night. Then she saw a man who did something to her. She wasn't able to move as he took her away.
“ Hello?” Anya yelled out to whomever might be listening. “Hello! Who are you and what the hell do you want with me?”
Nothing. Nada.
T hen the door opened. The man in front of her beat Nicolas in looks hands down. Normally she wouldn’t have cared for red hair, but on him it was absolutely no issue.
His curly , dark-red hair fell around his strong jaw. The same red tint dusted his cheeks, chin, and upper lip. Oh man, how she wanted him to rub his beard all over her body then follow that with his tongue.
Silver eyes watched her closely as his lips lifted into a smile. She wanted to bite his bottom lip like nobody’s business . And those fangs. Wait! Fangs? Kinky. Kinky worked for her most of the time.
She really should be acting more like someone who’ d been kidnapped yet oddly enough, she didn't feel scared. “Why did you bring me here?”
His tongue peeked out to touch one of his fangs. They seemed so real and she wanted to do the same with her tongue.
“I noticed you with Nicolas but I wanted you for myself.” He walked around her as if waiting to pounce.
A shiver went down her spine. Maybe she was a little scared. “You don’t like Nicolas?”
His lips lifted in disgust. “Like? No I hate him more than you’ll ever know. He’s evil and I had to get you away from him before you end up like all his other victims.”
This jerk was claiming to be the good guy?
“ How do I know you won’t hurt me? I’m a little frightened by all of this.” She opened her arms to the room. “I mean you did drug me, right? Then you dragged me off to some unknown place.”
His fingertips grazed her cheek. “I didn't drug you but I’m sorry. My manners are not well. My name is Lucian Davron. I’m going to show you the night of your life. You're going to enjoy everything I do to you. I promise.”
The sound of his voice pulled at her to listen to his every word. His eyes held hers captive. Her heart stopped at his sexy grin then he kissed her and the beat started back up full throttle as if someone sent a shock through her. Before she knew what happened, he had her in a bed ripping her clothes off in a frenzy where his clothes joined hers on the floor.
A little angel in the back of her head told her what she was doing was wrong but the need she felt for Lucian took over her common sense and the little devil in her won the internal battle.
Lifting to her elbows, she watched in a daze as he gripped his thick length.
“Open for me. Now.”
Anya usually would've disobeyed but couldn't seem to as she did exactly as he said. It felt strange, as if she had no control.
His hand moved slowly in long strokes before he aimed for her drenched folds and plunged deep. The stretching, burning pain pushed her into an orgasm instantly. In the small amount of light, his eyes glowed as he watched their union and his hips drove in and out in a crushingly fast motion.
After her third orgasm, he flipped her over onto her stomach. She couldn’t even move as he plunged into her from behind. His balls slapped against her clit as one hand gripped her hair and the other pinched her nipple.
H e had to be the best lover ever.
He leaned in close until his chest pressed against her back and his breath hit her neck. He licked and sucked while his hips continued to thrust her into another orgasm in an all-time record for her.
The fangs she found sexy scraped her neck and she had this odd craving for him to bite her. As if hearing her thoughts, he did. Her body shook as orgasm after orgasm wracked her body as Lucian’s mouth pulled at her neck, making her want