Hold Me Hard
Dirty Rotten Vampires 3
Vigier
Stone fought tirelessly for supremacy of his kind as a member of the vampire
council. After betrayal by a few, Vig goes to war again -- this time against
demons seeking power and threatening destruction of all half-breeds including
the one he desires. The demi-vamp has captured his heart and soul, creating an
out-of-control master hell-bent on annihilating anything that dares keep her
from him.
Excerpt
Kiwi
breathed deeply, savoring the scent that caused her sister to scurry away.
Could he breach Split’s spell and enter the apartment?
Come to me. Vigier’s voice in Kiwi’s mind was balm to her soul.
Vig…
I… Why did she hesitate when she
wanted nothing more than to be in his arms, in his bed? Had Tang’s words made
an impression?
That was not a request.
Ki
answered his command by transporting to the plush bedroom where Vig awaited her
arrival. “I’m here.”
“Take
your clothes off.”
* * *
Vigier
hungered for Kiwi, and waiting for the vampires to leave his residence
stretched nerves already rattled by her grandfather. His essence had hovered
above The Cemetery, permitting snatches of conversation with Tang to reach his
ears. Vig wanted to snap his fingers and send the scalding bitch on her way but
his powers couldn’t invade Split’s voodoo-laced safeguards. Vowing to dig
deeper into his friend’s mind to discover how he fabricated the intricate web
that barred him from entering the abode beneath the club, he realized Tangerine
had evidenced his nearness and departed, Vigier called Kiwi to him. Come to me.
He
couldn’t enter, but she could leave.
Ki’s
indecisiveness bothered him, but when she materialized in his bedroom and her
scent filled the space, Vig sucked air nosily into his lungs as though he could
take her inside himself, hold her there forever. Impatiently, he waited for her
to cross the room to the chair he sat in. Ki’s nipples hardened, peeking
through her bra and the thin top covering it while jeans encased her ass and long,
shapely legs. Vig took this all in as she neared and his fingers itched to run
through her short, almost black, unruly curls as Ki wedged between his legs.
“No
magic.”
“If
I wish it.” He wore only black slacks. “Remove one piece at a time.” His
breathing escalated as Ki lifted the hem of her shirt and inched it up and over
golden, lace-enveloped breasts. “Stop.” Vig leaned forward and pressed a kiss
to her navel. An athletically toned body and soft, perfumed skin beckoned him
to explore the tiny indentation. His tongue jabbed in and out, mimicking what
he’d do to her with his cock. “Do you want me?”
“Yes.”
She relinquished her hold on the shirt and pushed fingers through his hair.
“You cut it.”
Vig
grasped her ass and clenched his thighs, capturing Ki between them. “It got in
the way.” He ran his tongue in circles around her belly button where,
afterward, he laid his head and savored the warmth for a moment. “And you
wished it.”
“You look like a petulant boy.”
Licking
a path to her bra, Vig used fangs to rip the material, enjoying the way it made
Ki tremble. “Is that why you blushed?”
“I
blushed knowing what you’d do to me.”
“Will
you like it?” He yanked the lacy material, dragging her down.
“God!”
He
swatted her ass hard. “Who?”
“Vigier,
oh Jesus, Vig.”
“This
is mine.” He shoved one hand between her legs and took great pleasure in the
damp heat found in the seat of her pants. Sex always brought out Kiwi’s demon
side, making her hot and wet. Vig rubbed his face against her stomach, wallowing
in the heat she generated for as long as he could stand it. “Take off your
shirt.”
Ki
straightened and finished removing the top. “My bra?”
“Yes.”
He
watched as her nipples peaked even more in the coolness of the room. “Damn,
you’re beautiful.” Vig reached up and tugged a bud roughly before rolling it
between his thumb and finger. “So hot.”
“You
make me hot.”
“Bend
down.”
She
leaned over and he grasped the nipple he’d pinched in his mouth, laving it with
his tongue. Licking and teasing the nub until it grew tauter, if that was
possible, he then nipped it with a fang. “I need to taste you.” Vig gripped her
ass before savagely biting just above her left breast. A new flavor permeated
Ki’s blood, which scalded his throat as it plummeted into his stomach. As if it
were molten lava, it erupted violently and quickly made way into his parched
veins, filling them with a tingling sensation.
“Oh
God!” Ki cried, reaching behind his head and holding him to her.
As
long fangs continued to draw from her heart, Vigier reveled not only in
delivering pain Ki delightfully enjoyed, but also in the new, mesmerizing taste
of nourishment she provided. He forced himself to stop. “Delicious.” Closing
the tiny holes with saliva, he glanced up to see red swirl through the violet
eyes scrutinizing him.
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