Vampire in Her Mysts by Meagan Hatfield Read Free Book Online Page A

beautiful eyes. It rattled him to the core and rendered him speechless.
    The storm outside faded from existence. The walls stopped shaking and the entire world went quiet save for the sound of his heart thudding wildly in his ears. Yuri realized he hadn’t taken a breath since he turned around, knew he needed to inhale and soon. However, it took a moment for his brain to register any need other than her. Once he taken the first breath and then the next, he realized the skin beneath his palms was bare. She was bare.
    He paused only long enough to take in her perfection before he swooped down, covering her mouth with his own. Blinding heat sparked his mouth at the touch of her lips. She moaned, her body softening beneath his like wax melting beneath flame.
    â€œIleana,” he said in almost a growl, as he dove down and took her mouth again.
    Her velvety lips were moist and responsive, and he explored every inch of them. When his hand cupped her breast, a breathy purr rolled off her tongue. Yuri smoothed his cheek down her rib cage, kissing her soft belly as he went. His hands nearly spanned her waist and it hit him then. She was fragile, delicate, soft. No matter how hard and tough she pretended to be.
    He wanted to ravish and worship her at the same time. Seduce her until she gave herself to him, mind, body and soul. Lay the world at her feet if he could. After hastily tugging off his clothes, Yuri placed them on the ground, laying her atop them.
    Bending, Yuri placed a kiss on her welcoming mouth. Tasting and sucking her slick, full lips until his head spun and desire pooled in his groin. Everything in him screamed to plunge inside her welcoming body and make them both forget.
    Ileana pivoted her hips, rolling her pelvis against his. A shock wave of pleasure jolted through him. The undeniable invitation to have her, to claim her, to own her if only for tonight sent his mind reeling. He reacted without processing, his hand skating down her side. So smooth, so soft. His gaze followed the trail of his fingers on her skin.
    Reverent, he outlined the tattoo along her rib cage, smiling at her swift intake of breath. Again her body undulated in an erotic wave beneath him and his smile tightened. Yuri’s cock pulsed. Long and impossibly smooth, her legs wedged wider. One knee dropped open, the other slithered up his thigh in a languid, silken glide. Yuri’s breath hitched. Open. She lay bare and open. For him.
    Mine.
    This time he didn’t hesitate. His hand slid between her legs, fingers parting her softest flesh. An approving groan slipped through his lips to find her wet, hot for him. His fingertip flicked her swollen clit. She cried out, leaning into his hand. Yuri repeated the move, again and again, his hand stroking her sex in a demanding spear that sent her eyes fluttering shut. Her mouth opened in a mute O as his fingers glided over the slick warmth of her, easily slipping inside and penetrating her.
    The heat of her ignited and consumed him. So perfect, so tight, her sex hugged his finger, greedily taking it deeper. Jealous, his cock throbbed painfully as he continued to strum her like an instrument. Relishing every note, every tone of pleasure he could ring from her.
    The delicious torment of both having and wanting this woman made his arms start to tremble, his vision go blurry. Again his groin tightened to the point of pain. Yuri wanted to take her, claim her, feel her and taste her. The sheer level of intensity with which he wanted to be inside her, frightened him.
    â€œPlease, Yuri,” she breathed.
    He looked down at the beauty beneath him. She reached for him, her fingers biting into his shoulders, pulling him atop her. When he gave in, allowing his body weight to sink against hers, she swallowed forcefully, a low whimper escaping her. The sound of her need proved more than he could stand.
    Yuri entered her in one smooth thrust. Warm and incredibly tight, her body took him in. The feel of her