The crazy vampire actually thought she was afraid of him. Ha! She was a werewolf, she didn’t fear anything--except maybe a silver bullet—but a vampire … no way.
“I’m not afraid of anything.” Gina slowly pulled her shirt over her head revealing her red lace bra to the steely eyes of the blond God, er, vampire. A shiver shot through her entire body causing her hands to tremble and gooseflesh to spread across her arms.
Reining in the urge to rub her forearms, she reached behind her and released the hooks holding her 28b cup in place. The cups and straps fell away at a painstakingly slow pace leaving her completely exposed to his gaze.
His eyes dilated and his jaw clenched as he continued to stare at her. Gina refused to act like some fearful virgin, so she kept her arms at her sides instead of covering her ever hardening nipples.
“Now the pants, love.”
He had a British accent. She needed to remember that. He didn’t really mean to use such an endearing pet name when speaking to her. Vamps and Lycans did not get along.
Hands shaking, she managed to get the button undone, but the zipper refused to budge. Gina gave it a furious yank, but the teeth refused to relinquish their hold.
“Now, wolf!”
His tone had her back stiffening and the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. There wasn’t anger in his voice; it was—if her body’s reaction was any indicator—full of barely controlled lust. Her heart rate accelerated in record time and her most private of areas were immediately flooded with desire.
Berating herself for responding to a vampire in such a way she ripped the zipper apart revealing a matching pair of red silk and lace panties. She slid the jeans slowly down over her hips and thighs bending slightly at the waist to push the jeans down to her ankles. Gina’s breasts felt heavy and swollen. She held back a wince as they squeezed together briefly.
Standing back up she used her feet to kick the jeans over in Wesley’s direction. In a flash of movement he caught them before they slammed into his head. Pulling them to his nose, his eyes never leaving hers, he sniffed them. No doubt smelling her traitorous body’s juices of arousal.
Vampires’ noses were just as good as werewolves so she knew he could smell her reaction to this impromptu strip tease from across the room.
Feeling a small bit of female power rush through her veins, she hooked her thumbs on each side of her panties and dragged them down in the same manner as her jeans. Only this time she stepped out of the thin scrap of silk and held them out in front of her. Swinging them slightly back and forth on the tip of her finger.
Cocking her hip, she whispered, “Now what, big boy?”
His gulp was audible, seeming to echo loudly in her ears. Wesley tossed down the jeans he’d held in a death grip. Before she could even take a step back in retreat, he was beside her. The hand that held her silk panties was caught tight between their bodies.
Wesley held her close to him, his eyes daring her to make a move. To defy him in any way. Gina knew she should be fighting him. He’d given her some sort of medicine that prevented her from making the change into the wolf, but she still had her strength, agility and brains. She could outsmart and outmaneuver one ignorant vampire no matter how hunky he may be.
“Your mind is blocked to me, love.”
“It isn’t the only thing, buster.” Gina shoved him away only to find herself falling on top of him.
They landed in a heap of tangled arms and legs. His whoosh of breathe feathered out across her face as she gasped out her own surprise.
Wesley chuckled as he brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. “Not a girl who likes to make love slowly I see.” Reaching down he grabbed her arse and ground his heavy erection into her. “Ready to shag my brains out?”
Dignity burned bright and deep within her as she tried to remove herself from his hold, “Not even in your dreams, bloodsucker,” but their strengths were equally matched. He wasn’t a mere human with barely a lick of strength. Wesley was a very old vampire who matched her in wit and strength.
It had to be the medicine he gave her. No way was she so weak a vampire could hold her against her will. No way could she ever want to have sex with the sworn enemy of her pack. It had to have been a very potent medicinal mixture of some strong aphrodisiac and wolfs bane.
“I expected better insults than that from you, baby.”
Wiggling against his grip hoping to break his hold, she said sarcastically, “Stop calling me baby and love, you bleached blonde walking corpse.”
A light feathery touch floated up her spine, then trailed back down to the curve of her hip. “They’re just words of endearment, pet, nothing to go bonkers over.”
She steeled herself against the onslaught of pleasure tingling in the wake of his slow methodical trace of fingers on her skin. “What endearment? There’s no endearment between us.” Settling her knees on either side of his hips, she sat up with no resistance. “There’s just sex. Or there will be as soon as you do your thing.”
Wesley placed his hands behind his head, a quizzical expression on his face. “My thing?”
“I’ll do whatever you want. I’ll be a full participant as long as you promise not to kill me. But don’t for one moment mistake it for anything other than what it is.”
“And what’s that, love?”
A smug grin showed his perfectly white teeth. His canines were lengthened, but for some reason it didn’t frighten her. “Rape.”
****
Rape? Rape! Was this she-wolf off her rocker? Couldn’t she feel what her body was screaming out to his?
Wesley smelled her fear when he’d first entered the small room, even when he’d ordered her to strip, but then he sensed her attraction. When her flowery scent of arousal hit him from across the room he’d known she couldn’t’ deny what she felt for him. But she’d not only denied it she made it sound like he was there just to get his jollies off. Like he was some kind of wanker or something.
Setting Gina away from him had been one of the hardest things he’d ever done in his life, and he’d lived a very long life. Even now he sported a massive hard-on for the crazy she-wolf.
It was forbidden for one of his kind to fall for a lycan, but he couldn’t help it. No vampires had ever dazzled him with her brains or wit the way Gina Wolfe did. Human women never aroused anything in him except bloodlust, but Gina … her alpha female pheromones moved down his senses leaving him stripped and open like an uncovered cut just begging for an infection.
He feared he was already infected. She was under his skin, flowing through his veins. If his heart could beat, no doubt it would have beaten a statico right through his chest.
He stalked back and forth in front of the door to the room that held the one woman who stimulated him within an inch of losing control of his beast. He knew without checking the surveillance cameras she was standing with her arms crossed staring a deadly stare at the door. She was officially his prisoner, but was that really any reason to be pissed off at him?
“Wesley!”
He nearly jumped out of his skin at the screech of his name. Somehow the young vampires had managed to sneak up behind him. Working up the courage to once again turn the young fledgling down, he was amazed to find the blonde vampire dressed in an elegant gown instead of lingerie. Before he could say a word Rhonda cooed, “Marcus wants to speak with you. He said I was to be left in charge of,” she tilted her head in the direction of Gina’s room, “your pet.”
Giving one last look to Gina’s door, he palmed the key and put it in his pocket before brushing past Rhonda. The clearing of the young vamps throat stopped him short. Her hand held out in front of her was her way of demanding the key to Gina’s cell. Shaking his head he gripped the key tighter making sure it stayed safe in his pocket. “Not on your life, love.” That one simple word sounded so different being said to this venomous vampiress. Not at all close to the way it made his heart feel light and at ease when he said it to Gina.
Ignoring the whispered, “bastard” from Rhonda he went in search of his fellow council member Marcus. No doubt word had spread like wildfire about him kidnapping a werewolf and bringing her within the compound.