Not His Vampire: Paranormal Romantic Comedy (Not This Series Book 3) by Annie Nicholas

Author:Annie Nicholas
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2017-11-20T05:00:00+00:00

Viktor was careful of his strength. The cramped confines limited what they could do. It also trapped Trixie with a monster whose restraint tended to dissolve easily. He craved her like drowning man craved air. “Your deflowering will not happen inside the trunk of a car.” Those were the most difficult words he had ever managed to say.

Her breasts pressed against his chest as she breathed heavily.

A growl escaped his throat. He fought the urge to tear off her clothes. “It is not the right thing to do.”

“Oh.” She sounded so defeated that he pressed her to the floor of the trunk before he restrained his wild needs again. So close. So soft. How were they going to survive each other until nightfall?

Trixie shifted instinctively under him, cradling him right where he wanted to be.

The hot, sun-heated lid of the trunk burned his back. Pain grounded his passion. “This does not mean I will not play.” So he kissed her again. Her mouth was open and he was so tempted to sweep his tongue inside, savor what he craved with every hard inch. He fisted his hand in her hair tighter. She might not believe it, but he was trying to be good.

Trixie needed release. He would damn well give her one. Those urgent little movements of her body were charming him out of his good intentions. She arched up, rubbing her chest against his.

“Baby, I am not a good person. Do not test me.”

“I know exactly how bad you are.” Her hands swept along his sides as she scratched her nails over his skin.

“Harder.” He hissed and had his mouth on Trixie’s before he could think about the consequences. He would keep his promise and not take her virginity in this pit of darkness, but he would have her eventually. That promise he would keep. The violent need to claim her to the core was a gnawing ache in his gut. He wanted the world to know she was his—make certain no one would dare lay a finger on her. Running his tongue along the seam of her lips, he urged them to part. When she did, he swept in without hesitation, taking, tasting, claiming.

Her kiss was hesitant, and shy and so arousing, he had to lock his arms to keep from tearing her shirt asunder and cup her sweet, plump breasts in his palms while taking her wholly in a more demanding and sexual fashion. Instead, he let her sip at him, let her explore with the tip of her delicate tongue. He shuddered, his pants so tight the zipper would leave a permanent mark on his cock.

She did it again. Trixie was proving to be a quick study.

His lips curved into a feral smile before he sucked on her bottom lip then bit down.

She jerked, changing position slightly, tilting her hips so the heat between her thighs was right where he wanted it. She gasped and clung to his shoulders. “V—Viktor.”

Her stutter was adorable. That mouth so lush and wet he could not resist imagining what he wanted her to do with it.

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