Desires of the Otherworld 2: Darkest Hunger by Aline Hunter Page A

problem?”
    “No.” She returned to her nervous state, folding her arms over her chest.
    He turned from her and continued on, guiding her down the path to where they would remain during the day. His cock became harder with each step, until he knew there would be no way to mask how she affected him. Unlike Aislynn, who smelled of powder and roses, Willow smelled like the forest following a cleansing spring rain. Each time he inhaled, his canines started to ache. While it might be possible to keep his promise about making love to her, he wasn’t certain he could refrain from tasting her blood.
    She smelled too damned sweet.
    They made it to the circular area deep underground, next to the spring along the back. He sat the satchels down and rolled out the sleeping bags before he pivoted to look at Willow. She had stopped several feet away. The undeniable heat in her eyes told him everything he needed to know. No matter how much time had passed, she hadn’t changed her mind about being with him.
    “Come here,” he ordered, forcing himself to remain where he was when all he wanted to do was throw her to the ground, strip her of her clothing, and sample all that she had to offer.
    Uncrossing her arms, she did as he said. Each step brought the refreshing smell of pine, rain, and woman closer to him. When she stopped a foot or so away, he remembered Lucian’s warning to remain aggressive and growled, “I said to come here, Willow.”
    She blinked, obviously taken off guard by his aggressive tone. He thought she was going to argue, but after opening her mouth to do, so she promptly closed it again. One step put them chest to chest and hip to hip. He lowered his head to her throat and inhaled, biting back the hunger that gnawed at him.
    “I agreed to your terms, so it’s only fair that you agree to mine.” He pulled away and gazed down at her, growing rock hard when he saw how cloudy her eyes had become. Her irises were now fully gold in the center, her lids were heavy, and she was breathing shallowly.
    “What terms?” she asked breathlessly, swaying so that her breasts brushed his chest.
    “For the duration of the trip, you will allow me to drink from you.”
    She started to move away, but he trapped her in his arms, forcing her against his body, and allowed her to feel the length of his cock. The moment she recognized what was prodding her belly, her wariness became something else. He knew she wanted him. There was no mistaking the pounding of her pulse in her throat, or the way she moved so slightly that a friction was created between their bodies.
    “No way.”
    “Why not?” He lowered his head a second time, allowing his breath to caress her skin. She gasped when he licked a line from her throat to her ear above the collar, and wrapped her hands around his arms.
    “It’s against our laws.”
    “I don’t see your pack here, do you?” He continued tormenting her skin with sharp nips of his teeth, followed by soothing flicks of his tongue.
    “No, but…”
    He brought his hands down and cupped her ass, shifting his hips so that he rubbed against her. “Let me taste you, Willow. Let me introduce you to how it feels to accept the kiss of a vampire. I’ll bring you to climax from my bite alone.”
    “I can’t.” Even as she shook her head, she pulled him closer, digging her nails into his arms.
    “Are you sure about that?” He forced his knee between her legs and applied pressure, until he touched the apex of her thighs. She whimpered, pressed her pussy against him, and rotated her hips.
    “ Please .” She groaned, and her head fell back, allowing him to see the vein he would use to bring them both pleasure.
    “You have to say it.” He lodged his leg more firmly against her and used his hands to still her motions. “Tell me to drink from you.”
    She shook her head, sending waves of blonde cascading all around them. He removed his left hand from her ass and cupped the back of her head, forcing her to