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from her body. Dumitri’s eyes glowed even brighter as the ruined material was tossed across the room, leaving her exposed to him.
     
    The predator in him roared in triumph as his conquest lay helpless before him.
     
    Please, Dumitri, I don’t want this .
     
    “Even if I wanted to, there is nothing that can be done to change our destiny, meu dulciuri . You must submit to me fully.”
     
    I won’t .
     
    “Then I will have to prove to you that you need this just as much as I do.” His ravenous eyes feasted on her displa yed breasts, her nipples pebbled under his hungry gaze. “Your body gives you away. Even now your breasts beg for my touch, the feel of my teeth plucking those beautifully dark nipples.”
     
    Kyra watched as Dumitri’s settled on the bed bet ween her parted legs. She tugged frantically on the bindings as his clothing seemed to disintegrate from his muscled frame. With slow deliberateness he ran long fingers up her legs, tracing the contours of her body, up rounded hips, and still further past her slender waist.
     
    “Should I give you what you really want?” His hot breath sent shivers over her sensitive flesh, causing an instant reaction in her body. She closed her eyes against the sight of him lingering just abov e her aroused body, wishing he wasn’t right.
     
    Dear Go d, she wanted him to taste her. Wanted him inside her . She’d seen him do some pretty fantastical things could he be influencing her too? Maybe that’s what it was some sort of vampire compulsion.
     
    No I would never do that to you .
     
    The first contact of h is swirling tongue on her nipple had moisture flooding her core. He flicked the nipple with several swipes before clamp ing his mouth over the distended flesh. Kyra groaned, biting into the soft mate rial of the gag . As if sensing her body’s instant reaction, he trailed one hand between her thighs and pushed a finger into her inviting channel, using his thumb to stimulate her clit.
     
    His tandem manipulation made her breathing shallow. He slid another finger into her hot cunt, plundering her body with deep thrusts.
     
    Dumitri lifted his head to watch her enjoy the pleasure his fingers were causing, his pulsing er ection pressed against the soft satiny sheets. How he wanted to bury himself inside her, to lose himself in the feel of her creamy, tight sheath, but he would have to wait until much later to take his pleasure.
     
    “Should I stop, my sweet?”
     
    Go to… h… ell , came the mental response, although her body’s reaction gave her away. Her undulating hips pushing off the bed urged him on.
     
    He whipped the cloth from her mouth. “What was that?”
     
    “I said… oooohhhhh.” She whimpered as a third digit was added to his finger ing .
     
    He stopped. “Tell me what you want.”
     
    She cried out in protest at the abrupt halt of his m inistrations. “Screw yourself,” she bit out.
     
    “Is that what you wish to see?” He eased his hips closer until his cock was mere inches from her hot channel. He grabbed his shaft in one hand, stroking it slowly. He grew larger when she licked her lips absently; her gave focused on his movements.
     
    Dumitri rubbed the tip of the heavy head agai nst her dark folds, pushing forward until he reached the slick pink nubbin hidden away. He made several measured strokes over her clit before he slipped partially into her welcoming tightness, pulling out only to tease her with several more unhurried strokes before sinking into her again. He alternated between the manipulations until she arched off the bed, the restraints pulling taut.
     
    “You need only tell me what it is you want.” His strained voice revealed how torturous this game was even to him.
     
    At her silence, he pulled away again leaving little room for contact. Kyra watched as he slowly undid the bindings on her ankles. He couldn’t be giving up. Not now when her body throbbed so much. She caught her breath as he hoisted her legs