“Bite me,” I demanded. He froze, stopped pumping, his vampire eyes catching mine in the reflection. “What did you say?” “You heard me, Devraj.” He started to shake his head, wanting to deny me. Deny us. I wasn’t having it. My body wanted all of him. I reached back with the hand not covering his possessive hold on my breast and fisted it in his hair, pulling him closer. Tilting my head to the side, offering my throat, I ordered more gruffly, “Bite me. I want you to.” I caught his preternatural gaze in the mirror. “I want you.”
