Dom was kissing her neck, his hands running the length of her body in a lazy, sleepy way and her body was beginning that slow wonderful burn that only lead to great things.

“How did you sleep?” she asked.

She grasped a handful of his dark hair as he nibbled across her neck, his long, heavy body sliding across hers as he did. Her stomach clenched as his cock landed between her legs, heavy and hard on her mound.

“Better than I ever have.”

Surely he was exaggerating but she wasn’t about to challenge his compliment.

“You smell good in the morning.” She rubbed her cheek along his. The feel of his stubble rasping her cheek made her smile. She inhaled the scent at his neck, licked his throat. Her fangs started to elongate and she closed her lips so he wouldn’t know how badly he made her lose control.

He rubbed his nose along the top of her breast. “You smell good every day.”

She laughed and ran her legs along the outside of his. “You know what I mean.”

His tongue flicked out, licked a nipple. His lips caught the tender peak with a bite. Felicity melted into him, her legs falling open, and body curling into his. One of his arms snaked around her waist to lift her hips into him. He gave a little thrust as he sucked on her aching nipple and his cock slid over her wetness and bumped over her needy bud. With just that one touch, with his cock being so close to where she wanted him, she grew wet and open.

“Oh god,” she groaned.

The scent of their arousal flooded the air. She wanted him to drink from her while he took her for the first time, to give him the ultimate form of intimacy they could possibly share. She wanted to give him everything.

“Dom...” she started to tell him to do just that but a buzzing sound interrupted the fantasy.

Cursing, Dom sat up abruptly cutting off their connection. He reached for his pants pocket, pulled out his cellphone and growled into it with enough fury to make her grin.

“What!”

Felicity smiled up at him. He sat up on his knees, towering over her as he listened to the caller. A little fluttering feeling swept through her stomach. He made her feel so small and feminine. No one had ever made her feel like that, or had made her so aware of her own delicateness.

Dom’s gaze devoured her with hot, smoky eyes glazed with lust. His cock jutted erect and hard from his hips. His chest was hard and packed with muscles she wanted to nibble. As if unable to keep from touching her, he tucked the phone between his shoulder and ear so he could run both hands up her thighs in a possessive caress.

Those strong hands reached the top of her thighs and paused making her breath catch. His grip tightened for a moment and then his thumbs swiped over the wet folds between her legs.

He wouldn’t. Not while on the phone.

His eyes met hers, and then a slow, sexy smile curled his lips.

He would.

“Well, how do the numbers look?” he said in irritation. His voice was somewhere else, but his body and touch stayed here in this room with her.

His fingers parted her folds then coaxed her wet bud with the pad of his thumb.

A sigh stuck in her throat as her hips lifted up to meet his caress. His eyes darkened, cock twitching and catching her attention.

“I want to know every move he’s making and I want that information now. You got me?”

Two could play this game, Felicity thought.

She sat up propping one hand on the bed beside her for leverage. His eyes shuddered her breasts jiggled with the movement, and then she reached forward and curled her fingers around his cock.

His eyes slid closed and head tipped back to expose the tanned expanse of his thick neck. Nothing she could do could stop her fangs from elongating at the vision he presented. Her lips parted to make room for them and she could only pant as she gazed longingly up at the pulse pounding at his strong throat.

“Dominic—” she whispered.

His head cocked to the side and his warm, sultry expression mirrored her own. His gaze fell to her fangs and something flared in his eyes.

“I’ll be there when I get there,” he growled into the phone then slammed it closed and dropped it.

Then he was on her, his cock sliding along her wetness, his mouth on hers, and her breasts crushed against his hard chest in the best of ways.

He lifted his lips from hers as he pulled back his hips enough to let the tip of his hard shaft press against her opening. A fierce ache grew deep inside her belly. The twinge made her pant, her body undulate beneath his. She needed him to fill her; it was the only way to make the delicious pain go away.

“You want to bite me?” he rasped in her ear.

One hand curled into her hair. He always seemed to be touching her hair. Funny how she hated her reckless curly hair and yet he seemed to love it.

She met his hungry gaze and licked her lips. “Yes.”

His eyes shuttered closed, then he cocked his head to the side to expose his strong throat. “Then do it.” He nudged his hips forward, barely entering her, just pressing her open with the head of his cock.

She shook with a mixture of need and fear. “I can’t. It’s too...it’s too...” Good.

“What? Intimate? You’re mine now, Felicity. It won’t be long before I’m drinking from your neck, from your sexy little breasts, from your firm thighs.”

He kissed her again. This time the kiss was hungrier, wilder. Felicity wrapped her arms around his back as she rubbed against him, pushing, trying to get him to enter her, but each time she tried his hips retreated.

“Do you want me?” he said against her lips. His hazy, low-lidded eyes were filled with hunger and locked on hers. She’d never felt closer to another person in that moment.

“Yes.”

His cock prodded her again, slipping just an inch inside her, enough to let her know he could slam inside if he wanted to. That this time she wasn’t getting away. He was really going to take her.

“Do you want my vein?”

Her hips arched up and he retreated. Only after she settled back down did he push back in, this time going slightly further, but it wasn’t enough. She let out a frustrated cry.

“Dominic, yes! I want it all!”

A satisfied glint beamed in his eyes. “You want all of me? Say it. Tell me. I want to hear you say it.”

“Yes, I want all of you, any way I can get you, baby.”

The slow, sexy smile he gave her made her toes curl. He pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. “You, me, this is different. This is something good, something right. You’re mine Felicity Shaw and nothing can ever change that.”

Felicity kissed him. It was the only response she had to his heart-racing words. It was too soon to tell him how she felt. She knew it, yet she wanted to scream it from the bottom of her lungs until the entire world heard it. Most of all, she wanted him to know it. She needed Dom to know that he consumed her thoughts, made her feel safe and happy in a way she never had before.

“Give me that neck, baby.”

His eyes flashed with heat and then he kissed his way across her jaw. Felicity’s mouth watered at the thick expanse of his neck. Her tongue darted out to lick it, to prepare him as a sensual, dark power came over her like a heavy curtain being drawn.

He was hers now. He would be completely at her disposal once she sank her fangs into him.

She gave him an open-mouthed kiss with her fangs pressed gently on his skin. The arm around her waist squeezed tight, making it hard to breathe.

“Do it, sweets,” he urged, his voice husky.

Felicity tightened her grip on his back then bit down. The thick, heady taste of him coated her tongue. They moaned together, his hips retreated, and she just knew he’d fill her this time.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Dominic flew off her. Naked with fury swimming in his eyes, he slammed open the bedroom door and stalked naked to the front door like a man about to kill.