Passion Ignited by Katalyn Sage

nephew was
nagging on him, but that wasn’t the worst of it. Opening up to
Draven a few nights ago had opened up the floodgate of memories
that he hadn’t been able to shake. Memories and nightmares of that
horrid night filled every waking—and sleeping—moment he had. He’d
failed Melinda and his children by not being there to protect
them.
    Up and down he pushed the bar, sweat beading
on his brow as he conjured thoughts of his family. Melinda had been
so beautiful, with her red hair and emerald green eyes. He’d truly
had the most desirable female in all of Vampur. Their oldest child,
Tristan, had Raider’s light brown hair, while their two daughters,
Kayla and Corrinne, had their mother’s vivid red hair. All three
shared their mother’s eyes, which had always pleased him to no end.
As much as he loved Melinda, he’d been proud to have his children
be the spitting image of her.
    His arms began to tire, and yet still he
couldn’t stop. Thoughts were brewing in his mind. Thoughts he
hadn’t wanted to relive so vividly, but ones that assaulted him
constantly. For a century, the worst days of his life had been the
anniversaries marking their deaths, their birthdays, and
anniversaries of his and Melinda’s mating.
    A rumble tore through his stomach, causing an
ache to bloom. He thought back to when he fed last. Surely it
couldn’t have already been a week—
    Feeling pressure on his waist, Raider’s eyes
shot open. He stared up into warm brown eyes framed by thick, black
lashes. Nitro was sitting on top of him, talking away, but he
couldn’t hear a thing she said. He set the bar on its stand and
pulled the ear buds from his ears.
    “— so I thought I’d come find you,”
she finished.
    “What?” he asked as he stared up into her
eyes. They blazed with heat as she raked her gaze over his bare
chest and stomach.
    “I couldn’t get your story out of my mind,
Raid,” she said, leaning low. “For some reason I don’t like to see
you in pain.” She reached for something in the waist of her skirt,
and ever so slowly, she pulled a whip out. Holding onto his left
wrist, she wrapped the whip around it, tying him to the bar. Then
she tied the left.
    “Nitro,” he whispered. He opened up his mind,
reaching out to hers, and for the first time, she didn’t block him
out. He could see and hear her thoughts. His breath became heavy as
he watched everything she was imagining.
    “Shhh.” Raking her fingernails down his chest
and stomach, she leaned over, placing her mouth next to his ear.
“You need this as much as I do.”
    She sat up straight, reaching behind her back.
She slowly undid every clasp that held her bustier together until
it fell from her body.
    Raider hissed, his fangs shooting out as he
peeled his lips back. He had barely been able to hold back the
growl from his chest.
    She smiled then. “Do you want to touch me,
Raid?”
    “Yes,” he growled. His eyes dropped to her
lush breasts and ran up to her neck.
    “Oooh,” she purred. “You want to bite me,
Raid?”
    “Yes.”
    She bent low again, staring him in the eye. “I
can’t let you sink your teeth into me, but how about another part?”
She reached down and tore open his pants and cupped him in her
hand. A wicked gleam shone from her eyes as she stroked him
slowly.
    She kept him tied to the bar as she straddled
him, lowering herself onto his shaft as they both moaned in
blissful agony. He rolled his hips, making her hiss. His Instinct
purred, springing to life yet again as Nitro rode him slowly. This
is what he needed. Above all else, he needed to take this female.
Oh, he led her to believe he was bound to the bar, but he could
have escaped had he wanted.
    Nitro’s body fisted his cock as she moved on
top of him. Her warm, wet sheath gliding up and down, stroking him
as she went. Raider’s toes curled in response to her demands. She
moved urgently, fast and hard, and gods, didn’t it feel incredible.
Her legs dangled on either side of