Hot Vampire Next Door: Season One by Nikki St. Crowe

Author:Nikki St. Crowe [St. Crowe, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blackwell House LLC
Published: 2021-12-03T16:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

I’ve kept myself in neat and tidy little boxes my entire life. Be the dutiful daughter. The quiet little sister who never rocks the boat. Those neat and tidy little boxes spill over into my life with my clothes organized by color and type, my desk clean, everything in its place.

I like the control. The order. I like that labels spell things out, cut and dry, no question.

Being bitten by Bran Duval in his shower is the most chaos I’ve ever invited into my life.

And I’m surprised at how good it feels.

If this is what it’s like being bitten, why haven’t I tried it yet?

The euphoria washes over me like a break of warm sunlight.

Bran sucks at my thigh while his fingers slid inside of me. I moan and grip at his shoulder to keep myself upright.

The pain of the bite, the pleasure of his fingers, it’s damn near delirious.

He twists his hand so he can slide his thumb up to my needy clit. He flicks at me, causing me to jolt and then he goes still.

With heavy lids, I look at him as he straightens in front of me.

Fangs sharp and protruding from his mouth, he’s covered in my blood, eyes glowing such a bright amber, I swear they’re phosphorescent.

He runs his tongue over his lips, lapping up the last drops.

“You taste just as fucking sweet as I thought you would,” he says, and I pant out a breath as my pussy clenches up again.

I want more of him.

I can’t believe this is happening, and I don’t want it to stop.

“Fuck me,” I say.

“No,” he says.

I whine. “Please.”

He gets in close to me, the spray of the shower bouncing off his broad shoulder, wetting my eyelashes.

“I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready,” he says, but while his words show restraint, I can feel the head of his cock prodding at me. I shift, rising on my tip toes and rocking my hips so his shaft slides between my legs.

He growls, his hand coming to my chin, fingers pressing hard against my jaw. “You don’t control this.”

I arch my back, rubbing against him. I’m nearly blind with the desire for him.

“I don’t see you pulling away,” I say.

He laughs through his nose, eyes still molten metal. “Watch me.”

And then he’s gone, the shower door softly clicking closed behind him.

“What the hell?” I shout.

I’m breathing heavy, and my clit is buzzing.

“I’ll just finish myself then.” I lean against the shower stall and reach down, but Bran is suddenly there again tsk-tsking at me.

“No.” He takes my arm and pins it against the wall. “You don’t get to come until I say so.”

I scowl at him. “Why not?”

He leans in at my ear and whispers, “Because deep down, you like me telling you what to do.”

I buck against him. He laughs.

I want to prove to him just how wrong he is, but the truth is, I like control, but I also like being controlled by him.

Apparently, Bran Duval knows just how

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