Lured by Ava McKnight

The past seemed to have vaporized. It no longer existed, no longer mattered to her, no longer held her captive.
    She owed her freedom—in every form she’d received it—to Marcus. And gladly showed her gratitude to him every day…and every night.
    She asked, “Can dinner wait?” There was no missing the lascivious tone that slid from her lips.
    He gave her the sexy grin she loved. “We’re having Tuscan roasted chicken stuffed with Swiss chard couscous. It can be heated up later,” he added with a wink.
    “Well, then…” She worked her way out of his embrace and reached for the sash wrapped around her waist. Her white satin robe fell open. She was naked underneath.
    “Good Lord,” he whispered as his hands slid inside the robe at her shoulders and eased the material down her arms until it pooled at her feet. He stared at her body as though seeing it for the first time. Marveling over every inch of her as if she were the most beautiful creature he’d ever laid eyes on.
    “You leave me utterly speechless every time I look at you,” he told her.
    He ran the pad of a finger along her jawline, then down the long column of her neck. The backs of several fingers brushed over her collarbone, then the pads swept downward to the tops of her breasts. Cass’ skin tingled under his touch and the intensity of his gaze on her naked body. She didn’t wonder what he thought of her, how he felt about her or what he saw when he looked at her. It was all there in his beautiful ice-blue eyes, the soft glow of his irises conveying every emotion he experienced as his fingers and gaze explored her body.
    He took a step closer to her, closing the small gap between them. Her nipples tightened with anticipation and her pussy throbbed with excitement. The nearness of him alone was enough to light her up from head to toe. But as his other hand gripped her hip, holding her in place, and his head dipped to her breast, fire roared through her.
    She gasped as his tongue flicked over her nipple. All of her senses were heightened now that she was a vampire. She felt things more acutely, particularly the erotic sensations Marcus evoked. As his mouth closed over the tight bud, her fingers threaded through his thick hair. Her eyelids fluttered closed. Bliss consumed her.
    Such a simple touch, she thought. His lips and tongue on her nipple, licking and suckling. Yet every inch of her responded to his sexy ministrations. Making her body burn for him.
    “Marcus,” she whispered. He sucked a little harder at the insistence in her voice, causing her to jolt in his loose embrace. Every touch was like that—sexually charged and explosive.
    With one hand still on her hip, the other swept around to her backside and grazed her bare ass cheek. He shifted his head and paid the same attention to her other nipple as Cass’ body melded to his. She wanted to feel his flesh on hers, but couldn’t find the will to stop him from teasing her nipples even tighter in order to strip off his clothes. Instead, she let him continue his foreplay.
    His fingers on her ass moved between the cleft, stroking up and down as her pelvis pressed against his hip. Then a long finger dipped into her cunt from behind and she let out a low moan. His other hand slid down the front of her, the pads of his fingers brushing over her pussy lips, making her wetter.
    His head lifted and he kissed her as he stroked her, his fingertips moving to target her swollen clit. He rubbed it with just the right amount of pressure, just the right pace. She felt as though she were melting under his erotic touch and scorching-hot kiss. Any moment now, she’d liquefy and puddle at his feet. In fact, her knees went weak as he pushed a second finger into her slick pussy and worked her a little faster.
    She broke the kiss, but continued to press her body to his and cling to him with her arms wrapped around his neck. Her legs trembled. She found it amusing. Here she was, a strong, nearly indestructible