reaching
out to cup her cheek.
No longer were those green eyes tired
or dull, but bright and wide. She didn’t
pull away from him, but leaned into his
embrace. His entire body tightened, his
muscles pulling taut as he imagined
sinking himself inside her again.
“Amazing. . . . What are we doing?” she
asked quietly.
He knew she wasn’t referring to what
they were doing at that moment. “I don’t
know, but I haven’t been able to get you
out of my mind since that night.”
“Me neither. You’re the first vampire
I’ve ever . . .” She trailed off, her cheeks
tinging pink.
A low growl built in his throat. “First
or only?”
“Only.”
Her answer soothed a primal part of
him so he decided to be honest with her.
“You’re the only shifter I’ve been with.
And I haven’t been with anyone else since
you.”
Melina pulled back from his light
embrace of her cheek and snorted. “You
don’t need to lie.”
“I’m not lying.” The words came from a
dark part of him.
She must have heard the truth of his
words because she nodded once as if to
confirm she believed him, but didn’t say
anything else. Just grasped the handle and
stepped from the vehicle. The sweet
honeysuckle scent rolling off her left no
doubt in his mind what she wanted at that
moment.
He wanted it too. No matter how stupid
this was or what the consequences of a
relationship with her could bring. He
wanted her so bad his entire being called
out for her. Like a magnetic pull, he’d felt
it that night in the bar. Almost like he’d
been drugged on her scent. It had just been
a physical draw then, but now . . . he
wanted more than just another night with
her.
* * *
Melina was barely aware of them going
up the elevator and into Kiernan’s condo,
but minutes after arriving she found
herself sitting on one of the counters in the
kitchen. Unfortunately she was still
clothed as she watched him rummage
through a nearly empty pantry. Eventually
he came out with a box of energy bars.
“I’ll stock up tomorrow but this is the
only decent thing in here.”
She smiled as he unwrapped then
handed her the bar. “I’m fine, really.” And
she was, thanks to his blood. It still
stunned her she’d taken his wrist so easily
but it had been impossible to turn him
down and just as sweet as the first time
she’d taken from him. Everything about
him lit her body on fire.
“Eat, please.” He nestled his way
between her legs, forcing her to spread
them wider.
She could feel her cheeks flame at the
way his voice dropped seductively low.
“I can’t eat with you staring at me.”
“Fine.” Leaning down, he nuzzled her
skin, lightly raking his teeth over the
column of her neck.
Grinning she took one bite of the bar
before tossing it onto the counter. Eating
was the last thing on her mind now. She
knew this was probably a stupid move,
especially when she had a whole mess of
things to worry about—like who had
wanted to kidnap her earlier—but in
Kiernan’s arms it was hard to think about
being responsible. Hell, it was hard to
think about anything at all.
She wrapped her legs around him and
grasped his thick hair with one hand. He
was strong enough that if he didn’t want to
move, he wouldn’t have. But he let her
pull his head back so she could kiss him.
His lips covered hers, his tongue
invaded her mouth, and she felt each
stroke and lick straight to her core. The
heat between her legs grew with each
stroke as she imagined him teasing her
there in the same way he was teasing her
mouth.
When his hands slid under her T-shirt
she didn’t regret her decision to stay the
night with him. Large, strong hands slowly
crept their way up her stomach then ribs
until possessively covering both her
breasts.
He tore his mouth away from hers only
to tug her T-shirt over her head. Instead of
resuming his kisses, he stared at her with
such a hungry look it sent tingles to