“Target? You are a serial
killer,” I shouted, struggling with every ounce of strength I had left.
“Shhh,” he whispered, holding
firm on his grip of my face. “I promise you, I’m not.”
I wasn’t sure to believe him or
not and opened my mouth to give him a few choice words. Before I got one
syllable out, he moved quickly, crushing his lips to mine, making all those
four-letter words catch in my throat. The power of the kiss caused our teeth to
collide, and the sting produced from slicing my lower lip made me grimace in
pain.
Lucien freed our embrace long
enough to mumble an apology, but then gently brushed another kiss against mine.
His lips were so cool, but they were soft too. He applied more pressure and
then slid his tongue along my lower lip. I jerked when he hit the nick from our
clash of teeth. His hand lowered to the front of my neck, grasping firmly and
holding me still. His other hand slid around the back of my neck. He drew me
closer as his grip pulled the short hairs at the base of my skull. “I’ll be
gentle with you. For now.”
I laughed. In hindsight, I
should’ve controlled my nervousness and kept my mouth shut. But, would I have
listened? Probably not. “Do you think you’ll get away with this?”
“Oh, little one.” My captor
clicked his tongue in admonishment. “Do you think I care if I do or not?”
Before I knew what to say, his
tongue eagerly tangled in my mouth. The hand around my neck slid further down
and over the side of my torso, slipping around to the back and pressed against
the small curve above my ass. Lucien’s assault on my mouth continued, kissing
me to the point I thought I became one with him. I could taste the lingering
coppery traces of blood from the nick on my lip. I should have known then
something was up with him because he didn’t seem bothered in the slightest
about sharing blood. Despite the fact I’d been out of practice for a good six
months, the evidence pressing into my lower abdomen proved he was very excited,
enjoying our interlude. Lucien eased his mouth away from
mine and trailed more kisses across my cheek and began nuzzling my neck. His
hands tightened at the back of my head and buttocks. My skin prickled with
goose bumps skittering up and down my spine.
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