Last Vamp Standing by Miller Kristin

Author:Miller, Kristin [Miller, Kristin]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Paranormal, Fiction
ISBN: 9780062207852
Publisher: Avon Impulse
Published: 2012-09-18T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

BOWING HIS HEAD, Dante threw up his hand. “Enough.”

The voices didn’t listen, just went on mumbling their torturous tune: Bring her to her knees . . . suck the innocence from her soul.

Dante’s eyelids were lead doors, heaving open, catching on the suppleness of her lower lip. He was tired of fighting, weary from blocking the constant hum in his head.

Although the tenor of the voices had changed the moment Ariana’s pleasure had peaked, they were still present, droning in his head and buzzing in his ears.

But the voices had behaved differently this time, hadn’t they?

Instead of increasing until his head threatened to explode off his neck, the voices eased. Quieted. Each demonic command became a bleep on his busy ass radar. It was white noise. Second fiddle to the soul-rattling sound of Ariana catching her breath. The voices were ever-present. Annoying. But they’d unclenched their steely grip.

Wait . . . Ariana had said something.

“I’ve got a shit ton of questions for Pike.” Dante scraped his finger over the dark tendril of a vine and watched in morbid wonder as it shrank away beneath his fingertip. He pinched his eyes shut, willing the voices to subside completely. “But I’d planned on paying your friend Echo a visit anyhow, so it’ll kill two birds with one stone.”

“Don’t worry about Echo.” Ariana bit her bottom lip, thinking. “I’ll take care of him.”

Take care of yourself. Fill her up, feed your soul.

“I wouldn’t waste your time.” Dante shook his head, more to shake out the thoughts than to answer her. “He doesn’t matter.”

Not when the voices were banging down his door, begging to come out and play.

“It really is remarkable . . .” She reached out to touch his side.

Something dark slithered through him, just beneath his skin, and he wrenched his body away. Rejection narrowing her eyes, Ariana covered her breasts, sat on the chaise, and dragged her dress over her legs.

He couldn’t bear to tell her he’d pulled away for her own good. When her breasts were pressed against him and she was cradled in his arms, he fought off the voices. Barely. But the instant he put space between them, the easier it was to breathe, to focus.

“Does it hurt?” she asked.

“No.”

It was better this way. With distance between them. Ariana didn’t know how close he was to losing control. How razor thin his level of restraint was.

This time may’ve been off target from all the other times he’d been with a woman, when he’d pleasured them for their sake alone, but he couldn’t chance Ariana getting hurt. He couldn’t chance taking things to the next level. No matter how damn much he wanted to sink into her, he couldn’t.

Frustration gnawed on his bones. He stood quickly, shoving his shirt over his head.

One look at Ariana sitting on the edge of the chaise, hair pulled back with soft tendrils framing her face, wearing a perplexed pout on her mouth, and Dante’s thoughts froze. He remembered all too easily where his mouth had been when her pleasure had peaked.

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