Wanted: A Blood Courtesans Novel by Michelle Fox, Kristen Strassel Read Free Book Online Page B

butt, and eventually falling between my legs.
    Oh, that changed everything.
    I tangled my hands in his hair and held on tight. Nash chuckled against my boob when I jumped, but he didn’t stop moving his fingers. They’d slipped underneath the lace, against my folds, sending electricity shooting absolutely everywhere.
    “You’re ready for this, aren’t you?” he said as he lay me back down on the couch.
    Whatever sound that came out of me wasn’t a word. I wanted him to touch me, but instead, he gazed down at my nearly naked body. Black paint from the V was smudged on his cheek and chin. I squirmed, not understanding why he had such a hard time with the idea of turning me when he’d already made me into something not quite human.
    But Nash unbuttoned his cuffs, refined as ever, and then his shirt without taking his gaze off me. He stood, pulling the shirt out of his pants, removing his undershirt to reveal smooth, hard muscles. I wondered what he had to fight for, that kept him this on edge, or if he’d always looked like this when he was human in a time I could barely imagine.
    His belt cut the air when it snapped away from his pants. Nash considered it before letting it drop. I licked my sore lips as he pushed his pants down his thighs. My vampire hadn’t bothered with boxer shorts.
    It was so easy to think of him as mine.
    Nash was ready for this, too. I’d never been in the same room as a naked man before, and now I understood why he’d stopped to look at me. He was absolutely magnificent, all this raw, rippling power just below the surface of his skin. But at the same time, he was so still, reminding me he wasn’t human. And what I’d asked him to do to me.
    His shaft was slightly darker than the rest of his skin, hard and ready. It curved a little bit to the right. I liked that. Just like his face, it wasn’t perfect, and it made him even more attractive.
    Nash’s knee landed between my legs. He caged me in, and something new radiated from him. Heat.
    “You’re warm,” I managed.
    He nodded. “You’ve brought something inside me back to life. I never thought I’d feel it again.”
    I didn’t know what to say to that, and Nash didn’t wait for an answer. He pulled me off the couch by my thong, stretching it away from my body until it snapped. I landed on the cushion with a thud, and burst out laughing.
    It definitely took the awkwardness away from the being naked in front of Nash for the first time thing. I should’ve been used to it by now—vampires loved to have me naked. But this was so different. The girls didn’t look at me like this. Nash took his cock in his hand, stroking the impressive length of it several times before positioning it to enter me.
    That was it? He was just going to drive it on home and we were done? No, that couldn’t be all.
    He ran the tip along the length of my slit, just like he’d done with his fangs on my nipple, so many times I lost track of what was going on. I groaned when he stopped to rub his thumb around my clit, and when he hit just the right spot I bucked off the couch like he’d lifted me.
    Nash chuckled. “This is why it’s so good to be with a woman who’s pure.” He purred the last word in that sexy accent. It was like wood smoke and leather, all man. “Watching you experience everything for the first time…I don’t have many firsts anymore, Corynne.”
    Now I understood why that was important.
    “But when I turn you, remember it will be my blood thundering through your veins every time I make you come.” Nash ripped his wrist open with his fangs, and brought it to my mouth.
    He tasted just as he sounded—silky, rugged, and addicting. I clasped his arm, making sure I didn’t miss a drop. His blood filled my throat and warmed my belly. Nash was a part of me now. A little piece of him made my heart beat.
    Something else was inside me, too. I cried against his wrist when he pushed his cock in. He moved slow, stretching me inch by inch until I