Enticed By Blood: A Sweetblood World Vampire Romance
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He shook his head. “No, I may not be able to control myself.”
She reached for his belt and started to unbuckle it. “I’ve got that covered.”
He narrowed his eyes. “What have you been up to?”
“While you were sleeping and then working, I made a few trips into the city. Let’s just say there are some very interesting shops on Bourbon Street.”
She rose from his lap, grabbed his tie, and pulled him behind her like a dog on a leash into the bedroom. Though he protested, he followed her willingly where she pushed him down on the bed and stood between his legs.
“Juliette,” he said softly.
“Shhh. You don't need to do anything. I'll do all the work.”
She put her hands on his shoulders to push him onto the mattress, but he grabbed her wrists instead. “Why must you be so persistent, Juliette?”
She shrugged. “Because I want you inside me and I'm not going to stop till that happens.”
“Really?” His devilish smile sent shivers through her body and made her panties wet.
She needed to stay focused. She was in charge here. “Yes. Because you’ve been so stubborn, you're going to have to do what I say.”
“This should be interesting.”
He took off his socks and shoes and allowed her to push him backwards. She rummaged in a plastic sack and pulled out a pair of novelty handcuffs.
He laughed. “And what do you plan to do with those?”
“I’m going to cuff you to the head board. You won’t need to worry about losing control, because I’ll be the one in charge. You need to do what I say.”
“You think those will hold me?”
She raised an eyebrow. “Then humor me.”
As she cuffed his wrists to the headboard, she reached over him, which put her breasts right in his face. Lifting his head off the pillow, he put his mouth over the thin fabric and rubbed his tongue across her nipple. She hissed in a breath and arched into him.
“You’re supposed to be doing what I tell you,” she said.
“Then give me an order.”
She turned her attention back to what she’d been doing before that little diversion and finished cuffing him. She tried to remember some of the orders he used to give her. “Okay, lift your hips. I need to undress you.”
He laughed. “I feel like a doll.”
“Good. Because you’re going to become my plaything tonight.” She hooked her fingers under the waistband of his slacks and slipped them off, springing free his thick erection. A drop glistened on the smooth tip, so she bent forward and took him into her mouth.
He groaned and rolled his hips, driving deeper inside.
She produced a condom from the bag and started to tear it open.
“That’s unnecessary,” he said. “A vampire can’t get a human pregnant. I only used them earlier to make you think I was human.”
She pulled away from him. She’d always assumed there’d be children one day, but if she couldn’t have them with the man she loved, they’d figure out something else.
Heat pooled in her lower belly at the thought of feeling his flesh directly against hers. After unbuttoning his dress shirt, she smoothed her hands all over his well-defined chest and abs. She knew he could break free from those cuffs with a simple twist of his wrist if he wanted to.
Straddling his hips, she reached back, grabbed the base of his erection and positioned the broad tip at her center.
She looked into his face for signs that he was stressed, but saw only the incredibly sexy man she was madly in love with. “Are you okay, Andre?”
His smile was tender. “Yeah, love, I’m doing just fine.”
And with that, she lowered herself onto him.
Andre struggled to keep from breaking the handcuffs. All he wanted was to have his hands on her, but he realized how important this was. For both of them. The handcuffs represented his ability to control his dark nature as well as her ability to feel safe around him.
“When are you going to free me?” he asked, thrusting his hips. Although he had the ability to make a mental suggestion, he didn’t. Having her come to her own conclusions was very important to him. He wanted her to do this on her own free will.
“When I feel like it’s time.”
He groaned. She was slick and tight around him. He wouldn’t last much longer. “Then move the lace of your bra aside and lean forward. I want your breast in my mouth.”
She did as she was told, which excited him even more. Even restrained like he was, she obeyed him.
He ran his teeth gently over her nipple and began to suckle. She hissed and he felt her inner muscles tighten around him. He would never tire of pleasing her.
“It’s time, Juliette. Remove the cuffs.”
Without a protest, she reached up and pressed the unlocking mechanisms, freeing his hands. He wrapped his arms around her and tangled his legs around hers. She’d done exactly as he’d told her, and that totally turned him on.
Without breaking their connection, he rolled over until she was beneath him. Her hair spread out on his pillow like a halo. His angel.
“I love you, Juliette. I don’t ever want to leave you.”
“I love you, too,” she said, her baby blue eyes looking up at him. “So much it hurts.”
“Then stay with me. Let’s build a life together. Here or in San Francisco. It doesn’t matter to me. The only thing that matters is that you’re happy.”
“Forever?” she asked, lifting her brows, and he understood her question.
“Does it not frighten you to become one of us?”
Her legs went around his waist and she ran her fingers in his hair. “Being with you for as long as we live is the only thing that matters to me.”
He considered what she was saying. Not only would he have to get the Council’s approval, but it was a very dangerous procedure. There was a reason there weren’t many changelings.
But before he could think about it too much, the pressure in his lower belly increased and his balls tightened. He was almost there and couldn’t hold back any longer. His mouth crashed over hers, taking her. He made one more powerful thrust, seating himself deeper and then the pressure exploded.
She was his. She loved him. And no matter what the future held, this was the start of their lives together.
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EXCERPT FROM ASSASSIN’S TOUCH
Two worlds. Two enemies.
Haunted by loss, Cascadian assassin Rickert D’Angelus is on a mission of vengeance. Determined to stop the Pacifican army from finding a portal to his world, he leads a group of warriors into New Seattle with one goal—to kill Pacifican soldiers.
Neyla Trihorn had the perfect life until a deadly accident revealed her latent para-abilities. Now, the former fashion designer is the Pacifican army’s hottest commodity in their fight against the invaders.
When Rickert discovers a beautiful, unconscious soldier on a cold mountain ledge near the portal, he realizes she’s a Protection-Talent and cannot be killed. To prevent the
army from using her skills again, he takes her as his prisoner instead.
One fated touch…
But when he pulls her into his arms, a sexy and compelling vision appears, awakening something inside him. Something he can’t ignore.
Torn between duty and passion, Rickert must decide if the vision is a Talent trick designed to foil the enemy or the answer to his deepest desires…
“Remove your clothing.”
“Excuse me?” Neyla couldn’t have heard him correctly with his strange accent. It sounded like—
“I said take off your garments. All of them.” The barbarian unbuckled the weapons strap that crossed diagonally over his chest and tossed it at his feet, then reached for the belt of his leather kilt.
She had heard him correctly. Her heart lurched as she realized he was going to force himself on her. Frantically, she looked around the cavern for a telltale mattress or a pile of blankets but saw only hard rock and rows of small wooden boxes.
Was he going to take her like a dog? Push her up against the wall and kick her legs apart? Did he think she was going to give him oral? She ground her teeth together, hardly believing this was happening to her. But he was a barbarian, so why should she be surprised he was going to force himself on her. That’s what they did. Rape and pillage.
Think. Think. There had to be a way out of this. Maybe she should let him believe she would go along with his demands then wait for an opportunity to knee him in the balls and run like hell. But the thought of caving, even if she didn’t intend to follow through willingly, was just too offensive to stomach.
“I will not.”
Though he continued to unbuckle his belt, he looked up. His angular jaw was peppered with a thin layer of stubble, making it hard to tell if he normally wore a short goatee or if he’d just not shaved in awhile. Even in the light, his icy blue eyes seemed fathomless and tiny crinkles appeared at the corners.
He didn’t find this amusing, did he? Determined not to appear weak, she kept her expression hard, her gaze steady—her only weapons since he’d taken her real ones away.
Then his mouth quirked.
He did find this funny. Her internal temperature ratcheted up and her breaths became shallow and heavy. This was her life, her well-being, and yet it was just a game to him. How dare he make a mockery of her situation.
“Suit yourself.” He turned his back to her as if he didn’t consider her a threat. At all.
We’ll see about that.
She glanced around for anything she could use against him—a rock, a handful of the gritty sand underfoot, a piece of—
The muscles of his broad back flexed, catching the light and creating shadows along his spine. Dark hair swept his shoulder blades as he fiddled with the fastenings of the few remaining garments he wore—if you could call them garments. They looked more like the medieval costumes she’d sewn for clients. The leather dropped from his hips exposing his tight butt, and when he stepped out of the clothes on the ground, the heavily roped muscles of his thighs contracted beneath his skin.
His body was powerful and strong, his presence so commanding that she forgot who and what he was for a moment.
She needed to turn away, but it was as if she were tethered to this man by an invisible rope. Something about him felt almost familiar, like she’d seen him before. Like they’d shared…something. Okay, that was ridiculous. She’d never even met a Cascadian and she’d certainly never met anyone who looked like this.
What the hell was she thinking? Was she nuts? Maybe that bump on the head rattled her more than she thought. She had to put as much distance between the two of them as she could possibly manage, and then maybe, while he wasn’t looking, she could take off.
Digging fingernails into her palms, she took a step backwards. Then another. And another.
“Stop. Do not move from me again.” He turned to face her with a look that said he knew exactly what she was planning.
When she glimpsed what dangled between his legs, her breath caught in her throat. Oh God, it was…wow. His flaccid length was as thick as a pipe and it hung confidently in front of his balls. Somehow, she dragged her gaze away, though it was difficult. His magnificent body was a freaking magnet to her eyeballs.
“Why…what… I will not have sex with you.” She looked up in order to avoid staring at his amazing physique, but even the stalagmites or stalactites—whatever—seemed phallic. “It’s not going to happen.”
His laughter boomed through the tunnel as if what she said was the most ridiculous thing he’d ever heard.
BOOKS BY LAURIE LONDON
Iron Portal Series (Warriors with Special Abilities)
Assassin’s Touch
Rogue’s Passion
Warrior’s Heart
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Sweetblood Series (Vampires)
Bonded By Blood
Embraced By Blood
Tempted By Blood
Seduced By Blood
Hidden By Blood (short story)
Enchanted By Blood (novella in A Vampire for Christmas)
Enticed By Blood
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Note from the Author
Excerpt from Assassin’s Touch
Books by Laurie London
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