Dying to Love Her by Dana Lorraine Page A

posturing was his favorite kind of foreplay. He
moved closer and when she held her ground he cupped her face. The warmth of her
skin relieved his worries. Touching her made everything right.
    Her lips parted but no words came. Slowly he closed the gap
between them and breathed in her shallow breath as it bathed his lips. The
space between them became almost nonexistent.
    “I can hear the race of your blood beneath your skin and
smell your desire, Melanie. And those nipples of yours refusing to be ignored
under your shirt, hard and needy begging to be touched. You don’t have to tell
me you’re charmed by me. Your body already has.”
    Alec followed her sharp intake of breath and sealed his lips
over hers. He delved into her mouth, slipping his tongue along hers. Her taste
was addicting, something he craved more than blood. Time ticked away but still
he didn’t rush. If this was all they’d ever have he wanted to relish every
second.
    Kissing her deep, he filled her with his longing and pulled
her near. The way her hands rushed around him to grab his ass made him quake.
Alec stepped forward and guided her into her home. Blindly he reached for the
door and shut it as she ripped her mouth away with a moan.
    Her carnal, lusty tone traveled across his skin like
electrical currents.
    “Just because my body doesn’t know what’s good for it
doesn’t mean I should be with you and Rook,” she said, her tone defiantly sexy.
Melanie’s body language, however, was much more willing. She turned, braced her
hands flat against the door and arched her back.
    Every one of his muscles tensed when she wiggled her ass
invitingly against his erection. She didn’t have to tease him twice. Alec
pushed her pajama pants down and she helped him by kicking the slippers from
her feet. Bare-ass beautiful, she wore no underwear to impede him. He looked
his fill, admiring her flawless milky skin, the curve of her waist.
    “You’re wrong. Your body knows just how good we are for
you.” Alec unbuttoned his jeans and forced them down his thighs along with his
fitted boxers. He bent his knees and thrust through her whimpers until he was
as deep inside her as she could take him.
    Skintight perfection. Her silken heat tempted him to lose
all his control. Fuck her so hard she’d be too exhausted to say anything but
yes to him and Rook. He mastered his emotions. He needed to cater to hers right
now. Alec didn’t move an inch.
    “When you’re thirsty you drink. When you’re tired you sleep.
So when your body tells you to love, why are you fighting it?”
    Melanie looked back out of the corner of her eye and even at
this angle he could see the dimple at the corner of her shaky smile. She
rotated her hips in a circular motion tempting him to move. “You call this
fighting?”
    Smart-ass. He loved her quick wit.
    “You’re here aren’t you?” Alec drew away and with
considerable willpower didn’t drive back into her like he ached to do. “You
should be with Rook and me where you belong. Forever and always. Not here
alone.”
    Her playfulness vanished and she looked down at the floor.
“No talking, no thinking—not right now, Alec. I’ve spent all night doing that.”
Melanie pushed her hips back and flexed her inner muscles around the head of
his cock. “Please…please just fuck me. Fuck me hard like I know you want to.”
    “You want it too.” Alec clenched his jaw against the
incredible sensation. He held onto her hips and kept her willing body at bay.
“You want it today and I promise you’ll want it tomorrow.” Finally he gave in
to his need for her with a never-ending volley of forceful thrusts that tore
gasps from her.
    “And you’ll want it for all the tomorrows after that.” He
pounded each word home with the slap of his hips.
    Melanie screamed out with pleasure and bucked against him.
Her hair slipped away, revealing the delicate line of her neck.
    The temptation to end this here and now overwhelmed him. His
fangs