“So beautiful,” he murmured.

As if to thank him for the compliment, she brought one hand to his balls and cradled them.

A spear of white hot heat charged through him, nearly robbing him of any control he still had—which wasn’t much to start with—and forced a moan over his lips. If she continued like this, he’d spill in her mouth in thirty seconds flat. And he wasn’t going to let that happen.

But he couldn’t resist the urge to thrust his hips on her next descent, asking for more friction. Lilo wrapped her hand more tightly around his root while she caressed his balls with the other and licked her tongue along the underside of his cock, teasing the sensitive flesh.

“Fuck!”

He wrenched himself free of her and pulled her up to stand.

“Strip. Now! And get on the bed!”

“But I wasn’t done,” she said coquettishly.

“Oh, no, you were done,” he insisted. No way could he have taken another second of her sensual torture. “Now strip!” Because if he had to do it, he’d shred her clothes to rags.

Smiling, Lilo pulled her T-shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. She wore no bra, and automatically, he reached for her breasts, cupping the perfect globes, loving the weight in his palms. But she stepped back and walked toward the bed, turning her back to him, stopping a foot away from it. He watched her as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her jogging pants and pushed them down her legs, letting them pool at her bare feet, before she stepped out of them completely.

She wore a skimpy lace thong today, hiding nothing from his hungry view. Like a tiger, he stalked toward her. And as if she knew what he wanted, she slid onto the bed on her hands and knees, her enticing ass pointed at him. His mouth went dry, and he lost the ability to speak. He couldn’t even tell her how sexy she looked, because his brain wasn’t working anymore. All blood had rushed to his cock, bringing him to bursting point.

He stepped behind her, reached for her thong and wordlessly ripped it from her. She didn’t even flinch, showed no sign that she was objecting to his rough treatment. Even when he gripped her hips with both hands and brought one knee to rest on the mattress while remaining standing behind her, she didn’t try to get away. She was offering herself to him despite everything she’d seen: his sharp fangs, his glaring eyes, and his deadly claws.

“Don’t make me wait,” she murmured now, looking over her shoulder.

The way she gazed at him, with passion and desire in her eyes, nearly undid him. He thrust forward and plunged into her moist heat, seating himself in her pussy. She was everything he remembered and more. And this time everything was different. This time he knew he didn’t have to hide his desires, didn’t need to hold back, because Lilo understood him now.

Savoring every second, he withdrew in slow motion, pulling himself entirely from her sheath. He took a breath to collect his strength, before he drove back into her, this time gentler, trying to take his time. He didn’t want this to end too quickly. Because being inside of Lilo, feeling her interior muscles clamp around him as if she didn’t want to let him go, chased away the horror he’d been through earlier when the silver had started eating him alive.

“I need you, Lilo.”

Never before had he needed anybody like he needed her. That he gave her power over him by admitting this, he didn’t care.

He slowed his thrusts and moved back and forth with more tenderness now. He let go of one hip and ran his hand along her shapely ass, caressing her, reveling in the softness of her skin. Her blond locks fell over her back and shoulders, whipping back and forth, side to side, with every thrust he delivered.

But taking her like this wasn’t enough anymore. He needed a deeper connection with her, to look into her eyes when they both came. To know that she saw him, the vampire.

Blake eased himself from her tight channel and turned her onto her back. She gazed up at him with passion-clouded eyes. Her chest was heaving, her heart hammering so loud his vampire senses had no trouble picking up the sound. A thin sheen of perspiration covered her entire body, making her even more beautiful. A long lock curled around her hard nipple as if caressing it. He reached for it and freed the little rosebud, letting his finger slide over it.

A strangled moan broke from her throat, and she arched off the mattress. “Please,” she begged, putting her hands on his hips and pulling him down to her, until he was hovering over her center. She reached for his cock then and stroked the hard length.

He clenched his jaw. “Lilo, oh God, you’re killing me.”

She smiled up at him, mischief in her eyes now. “I didn’t realize a vampire would be so sensitive.”

He nudged his cockhead at her moist entrance. “Everything we feel is amplified.” He plunged back into her, watching with satisfaction how all the air rushed from her lungs, sending moans bouncing off his bedroom walls.

He kept his tempo slow, wanting to prolong their lovemaking, because this time he wanted to show Lilo how perfect things could be between them. Their bodies moved in sync as if they’d done this a hundred times, perfectly attuned to each other. Lilo’s pelvis tilted toward him whenever he dove deeper, inviting him into her delicious pussy. Her ankles crossed over his butt to hold him close to her, and he loved the feeling of her heels digging into him, just like her fingernails dug into his back.

“I want you to see me,” he said, locking eyes with her.

There was understanding in them. She knew what he wanted to do.

“Yes, Blake, my love.”

The word sank deep into him and filled him with an unknown sense of pride. He wanted to howl, instead he opened his mouth and peeled his lips back from his gums, while he willed his fangs to lengthen until they were fully extended.

She stared at them, while he continued to move in and out of her, slow and steady, to show her that he was in control.

Lilo lifted her hand, her face a mask of fascination.

When he realized what she was about to do, he pulled his head back a few inches. “Are you sure you want to touch them?”

“Yes, please.” She brought her hand closer, and he ceased his movements.

“You should know something first.”

She cast him a curious look.

“Fangs are a vampire’s most erogenous zone. By touching me there, you’re going to make me come very quickly.”

She smiled. “Then we’ll just have to have seconds later.”