Knight Edition by Delilah Devlin Page A

knees, he nudged her once, unerringly finding her wet slit, and then drove deep into her body.
    Sidney issued a muffled scream.
    Navarro pulled back and held himself still, his jaw clenched. Then he shook his head. “No, I can’t stop. Too late.” He draped her back, planting his hands on the bed beside hers. “Give me your neck,” he gritted out.
    The woman shuddering beneath him didn’t question what he wanted. Her back arched, her head falling to the side.
    Navarro nuzzled her neck, then licked, letting the moisture from the glands deep inside his mouth numb her skin. Then he opened his jaws, putting his teeth against her neck and sank fangs into her—slamming his cock deep at the same time.
    Sidney howled long and loud, not moving as he unleashed his monster, his face crackling as he morphed, his muscles growing thicker, harder, his cock expanding to stretch her so tight her cunt clenched him like a vise.
    Coppery blood filled his mouth, pumping with each quick beat of her heart, coating his tongue, sliding down his throat. He drank while his body hammered at her pussy, faster, sharper.
    Transformed, his conscious receded, and his body and mouth acted on instinct.
    The woman under him, gloving his sex, fed his appetites. He kept her locked to his body, subduing his host with his mouth and cock.
    She screamed, a thin ragged cry that pierced his mind, reminding him of the need to take just so much blood, and he released her, licking the wounds to enjoy a final taste and closing them. Then he noted the deep spasms clutching his shaft, pulsing as she mewled like a small animal.
    He leaned back and wrapped his arms around her belly, pulling her upright with him. Then he lifted and lowered her, hard and fast, their thighs slapping together, until he felt her jerk and shudder, and his own sex erupted, spewing inside her.
    When their release ended, he rocked with her dangling limp in his arms and slowly, the red haze cleared from his brain. The monster retreated.
    Navarro shuddered, clasping Sidney close to his body—thankful his beast had reined his appetite. Now replete, he turned his attention from his own selfish gratification to Sidney, to protect and comfort her as she roused slowly.
    Her head fell back against his shoulder, and she drew a deep, ragged breath. “Will we do this often?”
    “Afraid?” he whispered, closing his eyes, hoping for the answer he needed.
    “Sex with you just might be the death of me.”
    He sighed, dispirited. He’d asked too much.
    “Those orgasms are killer.” Her arm came up, and she reached behind to cup the back of his head. “Next time, I get to be on top. I think I missed the show.”
    *
    Sidney woke before daybreak and stretched. Her body ached—especially her pussy. The tender tissue still felt swollen and hot. All in all, a delicious sensation to wake up to.
    She opened her eyes and turned her head to find Navarro resting beside her. He lay on his back, two pillows stacked beneath his head. The covers were pulled to his waist again. The pale gray light filtering beneath the curtains was just enough to illuminate his face. His dark perfection, like some ancient prince in a gilded painting, took her breath away.
    His gaze found hers. “Will you remain in my home today?”
    Sidney forced her fanciful thoughts aside. If he had an inkling how easily she could be ensnared… “Do I have a choice?” she replied, keeping her tone tart.
    His lips twitched. “Not really. But I’d like to know your preference anyway.”
    Rolling to her side, she tucked her hands beneath her cheek. Her mind raced to shore up her defenses. “I don’t see why it matters.”
    “It matters—to me.” His expression, always so watchful and controlled, held a hint of pathos that touched her.
    Damn him, for confusing me! “I won’t poison your dogs,” she said softly. That was as close to a surrender as she would give him. “I’m whacked anyway. Need my beauty sleep.” A millennium of sleep