her.
“Johnny,” she rasped, placing her hands on his.
“Don’t,” he roughly said. “Don’t try to justify any of it.” His hands slid from her neck to her breasts. He cupped them tightly before he slid his hands to her waist. He yanked her against him, so that her legs straddled his thigh. Her dark eyes sparkled and her full, red lips parted expectantly. Her nostrils flared, her instincts dead to rights. He was the predator, she the prey. Her heart beat like a thousand drums against his chest. He did not have to like her to want her. He did not have to forgive her either. His blood scorched his veins. Every cell burned for her.
He could take her, right this moment, and she would not stop him. He slid a hand up the curve of her back to her shoulders and into her scalp. He fisted a hank of her hair and pulled her head back so that her body arched into him, her tantalizing breasts smashed against him, her long, smooth neck fully exposed.
“You have created a monster, Selena,” he breathed as he lowered his lips to her jugular. “A monster with an insatiable appetite for you.”
He laved his teeth down the thick artery, drawing blood. Selena trembled in his arms, but she did not fight him. Indeed, her skin warmed and her sex scent blossomed. His eyes widened in surprise. The taste of her was like a shot of adrenaline. He pressed his lips to the bite and took more.
Lightning flashed in his head, his heart, his dick. Nikko closed his eyes and experienced a sublimity he could not describe. Her blood infused him with power, energy, and a hunger so ravenous he feared he would lose all control.
“You no longer have control over me, Johnny,” Selena breathlessly said.
He laughed softly against her sultry skin. “I have control over your body.” He thumbed a hard nipple. Her back arched to breaking. He pressed his thigh more firmly between her thighs and rubbed. She moaned. “You’re wet for me.”
She dug her nails into his shoulders. Nikko closed his eyes and slowly counted to ten. He wanted her on her back and him buried inside her to the root. But he knew if he went there, he’d be back for more—
He licked the wounds he had inflicted, the vampire wanting more blood, the human fighting hard to resist. She shivered and moaned. He cupped her bare breasts, his dick so damn hard for her he was on the verge of giving them both what they wanted.
“What were you doing in Kyrgyzstan?” he demanded against her throat.
“Visiting relatives,” she breathlessly answered.
“Liar.” He nipped her neck and squeezed her breasts just short of hurting her.
She moaned, arching against him.
“What did you inject me with?”
“I didn’t inject you with anything,” she rasped.
Nikko yanked her hard against his erection and stared her straight in the eye. “Tell me what I want to know, or so help me God, Selena, I’m going to fuck the answers out of you.”
Her lush lips parted. The tip of her tongue licked her top lip. Every ounce of blood in his body shot straight to his dick. “I dare you to try.”
It took every bit of willpower Nikko possessed not to throw her across her desk and take what he wanted from her. With more than a little regret, he released her and stepped back. “I’m not here to play games with you, Selena. I came for answers. I’m not leaving without them.”
She pulled the torn fabric of her dress up and hopped off the edge of her desk. “Then make yourself at home—you’re going to be here awhile.”
He grabbed her arm as she moved past him and pulled her around to face him. “Really, Selena? Is that how it’s going to be? You fuck up my life and go on your merry way, I miraculously come back, and you can’t give me the fucking time of day?”
She yanked her arm from his grasp. “I’ve moved on, Johnny. You should try it.”
He clenched his jaw. “I have. Now answer me. Why were you in Kyrgyzstan? How are you affiliated with Roberto Balderama, and what the hell did
“Johnny,” she rasped, placing her hands on his.
“Don’t,” he roughly said. “Don’t try to justify any of it.” His hands slid from her neck to her breasts. He cupped them tightly before he slid his hands to her waist. He yanked her against him, so that her legs straddled his thigh. Her dark eyes sparkled and her full, red lips parted expectantly. Her nostrils flared, her instincts dead to rights. He was the predator, she the prey. Her heart beat like a thousand drums against his chest. He did not have to like her to want her. He did not have to forgive her either. His blood scorched his veins. Every cell burned for her.
He could take her, right this moment, and she would not stop him. He slid a hand up the curve of her back to her shoulders and into her scalp. He fisted a hank of her hair and pulled her head back so that her body arched into him, her tantalizing breasts smashed against him, her long, smooth neck fully exposed.
“You have created a monster, Selena,” he breathed as he lowered his lips to her jugular. “A monster with an insatiable appetite for you.”
He laved his teeth down the thick artery, drawing blood. Selena trembled in his arms, but she did not fight him. Indeed, her skin warmed and her sex scent blossomed. His eyes widened in surprise. The taste of her was like a shot of adrenaline. He pressed his lips to the bite and took more.
Lightning flashed in his head, his heart, his dick. Nikko closed his eyes and experienced a sublimity he could not describe. Her blood infused him with power, energy, and a hunger so ravenous he feared he would lose all control.
“You no longer have control over me, Johnny,” Selena breathlessly said.
He laughed softly against her sultry skin. “I have control over your body.” He thumbed a hard nipple. Her back arched to breaking. He pressed his thigh more firmly between her thighs and rubbed. She moaned. “You’re wet for me.”
She dug her nails into his shoulders. Nikko closed his eyes and slowly counted to ten. He wanted her on her back and him buried inside her to the root. But he knew if he went there, he’d be back for more—
He licked the wounds he had inflicted, the vampire wanting more blood, the human fighting hard to resist. She shivered and moaned. He cupped her bare breasts, his dick so damn hard for her he was on the verge of giving them both what they wanted.
“What were you doing in Kyrgyzstan?” he demanded against her throat.
“Visiting relatives,” she breathlessly answered.
“Liar.” He nipped her neck and squeezed her breasts just short of hurting her.
She moaned, arching against him.
“What did you inject me with?”
“I didn’t inject you with anything,” she rasped.
Nikko yanked her hard against his erection and stared her straight in the eye. “Tell me what I want to know, or so help me God, Selena, I’m going to fuck the answers out of you.”
Her lush lips parted. The tip of her tongue licked her top lip. Every ounce of blood in his body shot straight to his dick. “I dare you to try.”
It took every bit of willpower Nikko possessed not to throw her across her desk and take what he wanted from her. With more than a little regret, he released her and stepped back. “I’m not here to play games with you, Selena. I came for answers. I’m not leaving without them.”
She pulled the torn fabric of her dress up and hopped off the edge of her desk. “Then make yourself at home—you’re going to be here awhile.”
He grabbed her arm as she moved past him and pulled her around to face him. “Really, Selena? Is that how it’s going to be? You fuck up my life and go on your merry way, I miraculously come back, and you can’t give me the fucking time of day?”
She yanked her arm from his grasp. “I’ve moved on, Johnny. You should try it.”
He clenched his jaw. “I have. Now answer me. Why were you in Kyrgyzstan? How are you affiliated with Roberto Balderama, and what the hell did
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