Beyond Temptation

CHAPTER FIFTEEN



Although he had slumbered less than three hours, Malec could not return to bed. The presence of that human man deviled him. Malec had never had a rival for a woman’s attention. Let alone a mortal one.



He seethed. She let this human touch her, put his hands on her body, and found pleasure in it.



He could not venture out. Vampires made had tested Kevlar and body armor, oiled canvas and many other methods of venturing out in daylight. None worked.



Only vampires born had the freedom to walk in daylight.



Malec toyed with the idea of chancing it. Then, he picked up a Victorian wingback from a reading nook and hurled it down the hall. It smashed through a wall.



Taylor bowed out, saying, “I shall call the contractor.”



Malec’s temper flared further. He turned, shoved his hands through a wall, than yanked back. Pieces of wood splintered. Old plaster crumbled. Dust rose. He grasped the armoire from that suite, then slung it down the same path.



Furious and thwarted, he stood panting. His blood teeth lowered and he wanted to beat this human man to bloody bits, yank his bones out through his busted skin and hang them as a warning to any others.



Mine, Malec thought.



Mine.



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Avery let Brom carry her from his SUV into the inn and upstairs.



“My room or yours?”



She swallowed with difficulty. Her throat seemed closed. Fear made her hesitate. “Yours.”



He bent, plied the key, then admitted them. Avery began to tremble. It didn’t feel right suddenly. “Brom, maybe ...”



“Give me ten minutes. Then if you tell me to stop, I will.”



She shivered as he placed her upon the bed. He laced his fingers with hers, holding her hands captive as he moved up over her. His lips courted hers.



She moaned, arched up from the mattress to press herself against his body. He ate her mouth then devoured his way down her body, removing clothing as he went. He took off her ankle boots and socks. Her lungs seemed to stop working properly when he took off his heavy shirt. His bare chest made feel very small and female.



As he peeled down her jeans, Brom growled.



Avery panicked. “No.”



He leaned down to kiss her belly, gazed up at her. “I know you’re inexperienced. I don’t care. Give me a chance.”



She knew the moment had arrived. Bravery now, or more anxiety later. “Gentle. Please.”



Brom removed her pants, white cotton underwear, and then settled himself between her spread legs. He kissed her inner thighs, nibbling, licking and kissing his way up both, to the seat of her passion.



Avery covered herself with her hand as his face drew close.



“Sweetheart, please. I want to make love to you with my mouth.”



A wild mix of relief and lust swept her. She moved her hand. His tongue swept over her clit, and then he gently sucked it. Two big fingers pushed into her. The stimulation made her belly clench and legs tremble.



Tears slipped out from behind her closed eyes. He’d found her awful secret. Knew what a pathetically sterile life she led.



Brom’s voice emerged thick and filled with tenderness. “Goddamnit. Sweetheart, my baby girl. Forgive me.”



“I didn’t know what to tell you.” She stroked his hair. “I was so ashamed.”



Brom’s fingers withdrew and he held her hips, cradling them. “No wonder you pushed me away. Should’ve shot me.”



“Fear made me shove you away.”



Brom kissed her clit, sending sharp sensation streaking through her, and then moved up to lie half atop. His green eyes held hers. “Please don’t push me away again, darlin’.”



Avery sobbed. His understanding and gentleness crumbled every defense. “No. I won’t.” She studied his face, the long lashes around his very bright eyes, wide, sculpted lips, so full, yet firm.



He shifted his big body lower. “Let me make you climax with my mouth.”



She covered her face with her hands. “Yes.”



He took his time. Avery almost relaxed.



Almost.



Brom nibbled the undercurves of her breasts, gave her nipples soft, plucking kisses, whispered his fingertips over her ribs, and hipbones. It felt so good not to have to hide. To luxuriate in the sunshine of his attention. Then, his mouth settled over her hot button and she thought she might break in half. His tongue seduced her there and licked far up into her body, moaning and murmuring against her most intimate skin.



Avery climaxed.



Brom seemed to attempt to swallow it. She thrashed, he held her down gently, staying with her as the powerful spasms wracked her body.



The intimacy shattered her. With Malec her orgasms felt like dominance, possession and lightning. Brom made her feel adored and safe.



He lifted his head with obvious reluctance. She gazed down at him, seeing the stark arousal in his face.



Avery’s experience with the male body consisted of a forced fondling through jeans after a high school dance and this afternoon touching Brom. She wanted to explore him. In an uncharacteristic act of initiative, she shoved him over onto his back.



He toppled, green eyes glowing with excitement. She opened his button fly jeans.



Greedy now, Avery pushed them wide. His hard penis shoved up over his boxer briefs. Complete female avarice swept her. She had no idea if it would fit in her suzy. But, she could take it in her mouth. Shoving the garment lower, she leaned down and kissed him.



Brom’s hips bucked. He growled. She moaned and licked the heart-shaped head of his erection.



He groaned roughly, “You’ll kill me.”



Avery sucked his big erection into her mouth and closed her eyes. He tasted and smelled so good. She just sucked ad wiggled her tongue.



“Christ, darlin’”



Avery enjoyed her power over him. She drew upon him harder and licked.



“Move, I’m gonna come, baby girl.”



Avery closed her eyes again. Heavy eruptions pelted her throat. She tasted a slightly salty sweetness.



Brom roared.





In a bedroom lit by twisting firelight, Malec snarled, blood teeth lowered, and gave a primal yell of pure wordless rage.