Amelia began, only to draw in a sharp breath at the touch of warm air against her bare flesh. She turned her face inward, toward his chest, to hide her embarrassment. She heard a quick intake of breath and knew that he was staring at her breasts. "You're beautiful," Stefan said, and his voice seemed to come from a great distance.
She felt his hand cup her breast, and she jumped. "No, little one, let me enjoy you." Stefan added.
Amelia stilled, closing her eyes as if it would blind his vision as well. She felt the strange sensation of her breasts swelling. "I do not know what—"
She felt his mouth close over her, his lips gently tugging at her, his teeth nipping at her flesh, making her shudder, and deep, gulping breaths tearing from her throat. He slipped his arm beneath her, arching her
