Ensnared: A Vampire Blood Courtesans Romance by Michelle Fox, Rebecca Rivard Read Free Book Online

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every nerve in my body alight. I sucked in a breath—and broke.
    “All right, damn you. Please. Please touch me. I’ll say
anything you want, just—”
    He chuckled darkly against my neck, but lower down, his
fingers were working magic—sliding in and out of my needy passage, teasing my
clit. I pushed my hips up and he murmured, “Slow down, chérie . No need
to hurry. We have hours yet.”
    “Mm.” I ignored him to rotate my hips against those talented
fingers.
    He halted and gazed down at me sternly. “What did we agree?”
    I scowled. “You’re in charge, damn it.”
    His lips twitched. I knew he was laughing at me, but I
didn’t care. It had been a long time and if he was going to sink his teeth into
me, the least he could do was make me come first.
    He lifted his head and took my mouth with long, drugging
kisses. His body settled between my thighs, and I could feel the hard length of
him pressing against my damp sex. I twisted, trying to get closer to him, but
he lifted off me.
    I whimpered. “Please don’t tease me anymore.”
    He brushed a kiss over my mouth. “Shh,” he said. “Trust me, ma
petite . Can you do that?”
    When I gave a jerky nod, he kissed me again and moved lower,
kissing my belly, my damp curls. One long finger slid into me, stroking the
delicate flesh while his tongue circled my clit. I speared my fingers in his
hair and pulled him closer, forgetting he’d told me not to, but he allowed it,
intent on what he was doing.
    He flicked his tongue over my clit and I gasped. Tension
coiled in me. I writhed restlessly on the sheets.
    He nipped me gently and I jerked. My flesh was so hot, so
swollen, that the tiny pain amped up the heat to an almost unbearable level.
    He gave a last long lick and then lifted his head.
    I groaned. “Please…”
    “You want more?”
    “Yes.” God yes.
    He crawled up my body and nudged my thighs apart. Long, powerful
hands cupped my face. I could smell the sex on his fingers, salty and arousing.
    “Open to me, Star.” His fangs gleamed in the dim light. “Let
me in.”
    My heart raced. I felt a last twinge of fear even as I
obediently placed my feet on the mattress and bent my knees.
    He slid inside, slow and easy. And Lord, it felt good.
    I sucked in a breath and clenched around him, and he
muttered something approving in French.
    Still deep inside me, he brought his mouth to my neck. One
hand fisted in my hair, drawing my head gently but firmly back so that my
throat was exposed.
    I gripped his arms and squeezed my eyes shut. This was it.
Somehow I knew it would make everything that had happened before pale in
comparison. But I wasn’t afraid anymore. Wary, yes—but not afraid—and so
aroused I was trembling with it.
    “Remy,” I whispered. “Remy.”
    “Easy.” He smoothed his hands down my quivering body.
“Easy.” And then he sank his teeth into me—hard.
    I gasped and arched my back as sensation shot through me.
    He suckled strongly, sending another punch of pleasure
arrowing to my thighs.
     I made a sound somewhere between awe and amazement and
wrapped my arms and legs around him.
    He gave a grunt of satisfaction, withdrew partly from me and
then thrust inside me. I was so sensitized that I came a little right then, but
the man was just getting started. He began to move, slow and firm and perfect,
angling himself to hit just the right spot.
    And all the time, he was doing those magical things to my
throat. With each suck, pleasure burst in me like mini-fireworks. I moaned and dug
my fingers into the heavy muscles of his back.
    His fingers tightened in my hair, holding me in place as he fed
from me, the other hand clamping on my bottom as he thrust harder.
    He took one last hard suck and then withdrew his teeth from
my neck, even though he continued to lick and kiss me there. “That’s enough for
now,” he muttered.
    I realized he was taking care not to take too much blood,
and something in me melted. Because he didn’t have to