Love Bites by Penelope Rivers

Author:Penelope Rivers [Rivers, Penelope]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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On Sunday evening, Morgana made a point of presenting herself at Percival’s house fifteen minutes before the time he’d given her.

She walked in dressed in the long leather trench Gwen had given her. Percival swept a cool glance from her black stiletto heels to the gleaming dark crown of her head, then gestured. “Drop the coat.”

Nervousness clenched her stomach, but she tilted her chin and extended her arms to let the trench slide off. Glancing up at him from under her lashes, she waited for his reaction.

The black lace merry widow just barely veiled her curves, revealing the rose shadow of her nipples and the dark delta of her sex. Lace stockings clipped to a satin garter belt.

Percival’s gray eyes heated with predatory lust, and his lips curled in a dark, hungry smile. “Very nice. But I think you’re . . . overdressed.” He crouched and drew a thin bladed dagger from his boot.

“This is what you told me to wear!” Morgana protested as he stood, taking a step back in a futile effort to defend her already miniscule wardrobe.

“I changed my mind.” Hooking a forefinger into her bodice, he tugged it away from her breasts, then sliced the thin lace in two. The blade was so sharp, and Percival was so outrageously skilled with it, he didn’t even scratch her.

Until he did. The knife’s point traced a slow path across the top curve of her breast, spilling a thin line of crimson. She drew in a breath at the sting. “You did that deliberately.” Her voice sounded tight, hoarse with thrumming desire.

The knight’s gaze flicked up from her breasts to meet hers. One corner of his lips curled in a feral half-smile. “After fifteen centuries using a blade, anything I cut, I always cut deliberately.”

His big hands gripped the sliced lace of her merry widow and ripped it like a man tearing into a birthday present. Then, with a deliberate flash of his knife, he severed the ties of her thong, leaving her helplessly creaming pussy bare.

Percival dropped the shreds, hooked one arm around her waist and the other around her arse, and lifted her off her feet to haul her against his body. His erection felt huge, a meaty length bulking behind the button fly of his jeans. Morgana gasped at the erotic threat of it pressed against her bare pussy.

The vampire knight bent over her breast, his gray eyes hot on hers. “For the record,” Percival growled, “you’re mine for the next year. No other man will touch you unless I allow it. That includes my brothers.” His eyes narrowed, taking on a metallic gleam as he bit off the next two words. “You’re. Mine. Is that understood?”

She swallowed. Her mouth felt dry, but everything below the waist seemed to be liquid, melted like chocolate by his demanding male stare. “No other man will touch me unless you will it.” His eyes narrowed, and she quickly added,” . . . Lord Percival.”

He lowered his blond head over her desperately erect nipple.

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