Niccolo (Blood Brothers) by Eve Vaughn Page B

home.” As Sasha turned to leave, he was suddenly in front of her in the blink of an eye. He looked down at her with such a dark expression that she took a step back.
    “Why aren’t you with them? She was your sister.”
    Sasha laughed without humor. “I’m as unwelcome there as you are.”
    “So you came here to offer me comfort? What makes you think I would want to be comforted by a scrawny little strega like you?” He grabbed her by the el bows, looking down at her with glowing amber eyes.
    “I know you’re upset over Petra , but I’ve done nothing for you to treat me this way. I thought  — ”
    “Yes, I know. You thought you could take Petra’s place in my bed. How desperate are you to come to me now of all times?”
    She shook her head vehemently. “I didn’t come for that. I swear.”
    “So you’ re denying you’ve come to offer me a special kind of comfort? Don’t think I haven’t noticed the way you’ve watched me. I know you think you’re in love with me, but I assure you, you are not.”
    “Don’t tell me how I feel!” she protested, trying to free herself from his grasp, but his grip w as too tight.
    “Fair enough , but I can certainly tell you how I feel. I resent that you’ve watched me and made me feel things I know I shouldn’t. Although it is your sister I love, it is you whom I haven’t been able to stop thinking about. You!” He cupped her face in his hands. “Dio, what is it about you? You’re not even beautiful, but you’ve haunted my dreams. Damn you for making me feel this way!”
    Before she realized what was happening, his mouth was on hers. She tried to pull away but his tongue slid between her parted lips. Sasha had been kissed before, but not quite like this.
    The slow sensual way his tongue explored her mouth sent waves of rapture surging through her body. She felt like a flower opening up to the sun. Sasha had never before felt this way from just a kiss.
    As he kissed her, his thumbs caressed the sides of her face. She moaned into his mouth. This is what she had dreamed of since the moment she had met Niccolo Grimaldi. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his. She had the urgent need to be closer to him. The hardness of his body against hers was so highly arousing.
    “What am I doing?” he murmured against her mouth.
    “Don’t think, just feel,” she whispered.
    He muttered a curse before lifting her up in his arms and carrying her the short distance to the bed and dropping her onto it. She shivered as he practically ripped his clothes from his body impatiently, his eyes never leaving her. There was a feral gleam in the depths of his amber eyes that frightened and excited her at the same time.
    When he stood completely naked, her breath caught in her throat. His body was just as magnificent as she had imagined it would be. He had a broad, well-toned chest, which tapered to a narrow waist and hips. His stomach was rippled with muscles and dark hair was liberally sprinkled across his chest. Still, the most magnificent part of him was his cock. It was so long, thick, and hard.
    Sasha wanted to wrap her fingers around it and run her tongue over the tip, which was now a shade between pink and red. She licked her lips nervously.
    “Do you like what you see, Sasha? Does my cock tempt you?” Her throat went dry as he grasped his cock in his fist and slid his hand over his turgid length. It was so long and thick. Her eyes were riveted to the erotic sight of the slow back-and-forth motion. She never realized how much of a turn on it would be watch the man of her desire pleasure himself for her benefit. Sasha’s tongue snaked out to lick her suddenly dry lips.
    “You like this, don’t you?”
    She could only nod, not trusting herself to speak. How was it possible for one man to possess so much beauty? It just didn’t seem fair.
    “Do you know how much you excite me? Heaven knows why I should want you so, but I do. I want to see your