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giving it right back to him. When she’d risen over him and
rocked her body onto his, he’d fisted the sheets against the
pleasure, his neck arching as she took him to the edge and beyond.
It had been a very long time since anything had felt that good.
    Raze exhaled harshly, fighting the onslaught
of renewed desire. He’d had her enough already. She wasn’t a
vampire who could heal quick enough to avoid being sore.
    “Umm...” she purred. “You have the best
hands.”
    That soft humming noise of pleasure was the
death of all his good intentions. He pressed a kiss to her
shoulder. “I want you.”
    “Yes, please.”
    He laughed, which made her smile and roll to
her back, revealing the small breasts he’d played with most of the
night. She was revising everything he’d thought he knew about his
preferences and desires. He ran the tip of his finger around a pale
pink areola. “I love your tits.”
    “Oh, these things? I’ve had them
forever.”
    Grinning, he bent over her and took her
mouth, slanting his head to get the perfect fit. Kissing was
another surprise. He hadn’t realized he liked it so much.
    He was going to like drinking of her even
more.
    This time, he wouldn’t hold back. The
morning was here; their night together was almost over. In a few
hours, he’d be out hunting and she’d return to life as she knew
it.
    Raze slid over her and pushed his arms
beneath her. It amazed him that a body so much smaller than his
could fit so perfectly. He should have felt like a great, hulking
beast on top of her, but he didn’t. He should have worried about
how he handled her and made an effort to restrain himself, but
there were none of those types of concerns or awkwardness between
them. It was all so easy. So natural.
    Her leg lifted and her foot stroked up and
down his calf. Her arms hooked upward beneath his, her hands
stroking over the back of his shaved head. He’d never considered
his scalp an erogenous zone before, but she made it so. Every inch
of his skin was sensitive to her touch, heating and tingling as her
fingertips caressed him. She handled him with the care he might
have shown her—as if he was delicate and precious.
    Her tongue licked across his and he groaned,
remembering the feel of it across other places on his body. She
gave pleasure with as much abandon as she took it, and he let her.
He couldn’t help it. Everything she did to him was perfect,
circumventing his brain and taking him to that place where he was
more animal than man—a creature of sensation and need.
    Sliding down, he nuzzled briefly against her
throat, then moved lower. He teased her nipples with sweeping
brushes of his parted lips and soft, gentle licks. Kim whimpered
and tugged his head closer, silently urging him to suckle her,
which he would not do. The tender tips were already swollen and he
wouldn’t hurt her, even if she considered the pleasure worth the
pain. Instead he worried the tiny hardened point with the tip of
his tongue, fluttering over it like the kiss of a butterfly, before
lavishing the same attention to her other breast.
    “God that feels good,” she gasped, writhing
beneath him, her skin heating to the touch. “You could make me come
if you quit playing around.”
    He laughed, something he so rarely did.
Squeezing her hip in his hand, he continued his downward
progression, his tongue rimming her navel before dipping inside.
Her flat belly concaved and a tickled laugh escaped her. The sound
delighted him.
    With his hand beneath her knee, Raze slid
one of her sleek legs over his shoulder, then the other. He cupped
her ass and lifted her. His mouth watered; his chest tightened with
the anticipation of hearing all the luscious sounds she made while
he pleasured her.
    At the first long, slow lick, she sighed,
her body going lax. “You’re so gifted. I’m going to have wet dreams
about your mouth for the rest of my life.”
    His lips curved. He took her with a deep,
intimate kiss. Pushing inside her