“You…uh, what are you saying? We should talk about some important things here Lukas.”
“Not yet,” he growled. “My hunger for you is too great that I can't stop myself Victoria.”
“Lukas,” she said almost desperately as his head dipped down, as she felt the brush of his lips and the alarming edge of his teeth stroke over the base of her neck where her pulse bounded suddenly like a desperate thing.
He sucked his mark and it gives her pleasure.
As he lingered over it, fear and desire pumped her heart equally. A delicious combination, that edge of danger. But only if she knew there truly wasn’t any.
“Lukas,” she said more sharply. He lifted his head, his nostrils flaring, his eyes dilating as he breathed in her fear tanged arousal.
“Can you stop for a while? Can we talk first?”
He shook
