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weight of his delicious body pressed her to the bed. Her irritation dissolved when he gave her a moist, deep kiss while laughter rumbled in his chest. Still pinned, she kissed him back, eager for pleasure, and joined in with her giggles.
    Their embrace grew longer and deeper, the laughter forgotten.
    She explored his mouth, touching both delicate, sharp fangs with the tip of her tongue, careful not to prick herself. His lips were soft, such a contrast to the rest of him. This time he tasted of…mint.
    He released her hands and tangled his fingers in her curls. He kissed her like he was drowning and could only find breath in her mouth. At that moment she would have let him devour her.
    She ran her palms down his powerful, sturdy shoulders, along his bare, solid back, to his round, hard ass. The taut skin covering his well-defined muscles registered in her consciousness. She pulled from his kiss. “You’re naked.”
    “And you’re not.” Amusement filled his voice. Sitting up, he straddled her hips, and efficiently tugged off her shirt. He wrapped his fingers around her panties, and with a quick snap of his wrist, tore them from her hips.
    She gasped at the rough treatment but didn’t care. Her attention was focused on Daedalus. The nightlight on her wall gave enough illumination for her to finally see him nude. Every sculpted muscle moved visibly under his pale, translucent skin as he undressed her, his gestures fluid and precise.
    The black snake eating its tail tattoo over his heart was the symbol of eternal life. She’d googled it at work and found it fit him. Her gaze trailed down to what she had only felt but not seen. His cock stood huge and erect against his hard abdomen.
    When he saw the object of her curiosity he gave her a smug smile. He stroked his cock while his gaze traveled along her body. “You’re so luscious, Sugar.”
    She wanted to taste him. Suck him hard and deep until he begged for mercy. Something silky hanging around his neck distracted her. “Are you wearing a white scarf?”
    “I’m in the mood to play.” He pulled it off, and then snapped it between his hands.
    She jumped at the sharp pop. “How?”
    A wicked grin exposed a little fang while he tied her wrists to the headboard.
    She tugged futilely at her bonds out of reflex, not fear. The silk, smooth and cool, held tight. Scandalous delight coursed through her. She’d never done anything like this before.
    The slow, easy way he stroked her skin sent a chill down her spine.
    “Let’s discuss the rules.”
    She dragged her eyes from those magical hands touching her. “Rules?”
    His grin returned. “Can I feed?”
    Sugar blinked and glanced at her bonds. What had she gotten herself into?
    “You said I didn’t frighten you.” He lay next to her and brushed his fingertips along the edges of her belly button.
    She watched him admiring her breasts. “I lied.” She hated the quiver in her voice. “It’s not you, I’m worried about what you are. Won’t I become a vampire if you bite me?”
    His gaze didn’t leave her breasts. “No, the world would be over populated with us if it were so simple.”
    “Will it hurt?”
    “I’d never hurt you, Sugar,” he whispered. She could hear the ache of disappointment in his voice.
    The light breath he blew across her nipples made them pebble, sending a potent snap of sensual awareness to her core. No one had ever made her feel so wanted.
    He continued examining her body with heated interest as he listed the rules. “No biting, then.” He glanced up at her and grinned. “No kneeing.”
    She nodded. “No kneeing.”
    “If I do something you don’t like, you shout…touchdown.”
    “You’ve got to be kidding. I’m not saying that.”
    He chuckled. “If you don’t, I won’t stop.”
    She tugged at the scarf again and sighed. “Touchdown.” Then she nodded in agreement.
    With a vicious growl, his lush mouth claimed her over-stimulated nipple and made her spine arch, stretching