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overwhelmed with desire. Even in the crowded club, she’d smelled his distinctive bay leaf scent, homing in on him instantly. She’d recognized the desire in his turquoise eyes and knew he felt as she did. Knowing he was upstairs sleeping in her bed had both tormented her and made her feel tinglingly alive.
    As she climbed the stairs, her heart pounded. Thinking about the possibility of having sex with Max Lefevre sent her temperature through the roof. When she entered the dark, silent bedroom, her vampire gaze went straight to his motionless form. Sprawled on his back, arms thrown wide, the pale sheet twisted around his lean hips, and one tanned leg extending out from beneath the covers, he was completely passed out. And completely hot.
    She smiled ruefully. He must have been struggling to sleep for several days. Disappointed, she quietly made her way into the bathroom and shut the door. She stripped off her clothes, thinking about how he hadn’t even twitched when she came in the room. He was really very soundly asleep.
    The poor, beautiful man, she thought as she reached for the shower gel. He looked so peaceful sprawled in her bed. Too bad looking at him didn’t give her peaceful feelings.
    The sight of his broad naked chest taking up half the space and his long golden hair spread across her pillow had heat pooling between her thighs. She turned the shower cooler, hoping to cool off her libido.
    Bliss showered and towel-dried her short hair. The fine, straight strands usually dried with no fuss. She opened the bathroom door as quietly as possible and tiptoed toward the closet clutching her towel around her.
    “You’re wearing way too much,” a soft, husky voice said.
    Bliss jerked in surprise, her eyes flicking toward the huge bed. Max’s blue green eyes burned in the darkness, turning her knees weak. Holy shit! He was awake. Despite the cold shower, her body flared with heat. Feeling bolder than she ever had before, she let the towel drop to the floor. She heard a hiss as Max sucked in a breath.
    “Did I tell you that I’ve never had sex with a vampire before?”
    She walked slowly toward the bed, her respiration erratic. “I’ve never had sex with a pixie before, so I think we’re even.”
    Max’s eyes held hers in the darkness. “Not quite. There’s a reason I can no longer sleep in my bed. My father died last week, which means I’m now the Pixie Prince.”
    Bliss seemed to recall some sort of legend about the Pixie Prince, but she couldn’t remember the details. Her senses were overwhelmed with the scent of bay leaves. “Will your inheritance keep you from making love to me?”
    Max chuckled, the deep sound seductive. It sent shivers down her spine. “Not a chance,” he replied, holding out one hand to her.
    She slipped her fingers into his, feeling that immediate electric charge that went through her body at his touch. He set her senses humming and her arousal spinning out of control. As she knelt over him, his hands skated up her thighs to her hips and she shuddered. It was crazy how close she was to orgasm, and he’d barely touched her!
    “Good,” she whispered, leaning down to kiss him lightly. “Because I’ve been thinking about this from the moment you walked in today. Even if Alexa had been your girlfriend, I still would have wanted you.”
    Max stroked his hands up over her back, making her shiver. “You smell like a caramel sundae to me. How could I not want to lick you for hours?” he murmured, his eyes bright with desire. Then his hands cupped her head, bringing it down to his. He took her mouth possessively, his tongue gliding against hers.
    Bliss felt like she couldn’t breathe. She was so excited, so aroused, her senses clearly on overload. Max punctuated long, drugging kisses with strokes of his hands over her naked skin. She felt dazed and dizzy, so much so that when she heard him say, “Fuck, I want to eat her like a peach,” it took her several moments to realize that he