Chapter 2 #2
With a soft chuckle, I stepped forward and ran the tip of my right pointer finger through the chocolate waterfall as I walked around the fountain.
Once I knew I was in perfect line of sight for my target, I slowly and deliberately licked the chocolate off my own finger.
I wanted to look up and check his reaction, but it was too soon.
When I realized the entire court was staring at me, I licked my lips and held my now wet finger up in the cold air. “Is it wrong to double dip?”
A wall of male vampires rushed forward in a race to get to me first, each of them holding a finger now covered in chocolate up to me.
It felt like a raunchy adult film all of a sudden, but then again, that was kind of the point.
With a smile I reached out and took the nearest hand in mine.
I didn’t look at his face, it wasn’t about this vampire, but I sure made a show of lifting his long middle finger to my lips.
Without lifting my head, I looked straight up through my dark eyelashes and met the Prince’s hot glare as I took the other male’s entire finger into my mouth.
I held the Prince’s stare without blinking.
His yellow cat eyes dilated and flashed.
I slowly pulled the vampire’s finger out while running the tip of my tongue from the base of his finger to the tip.
There was hissing and groaning all around me, but my focus was on him.
And he didn’t disappoint.
His grip tightened on the windowsill and stone crumbled in his hands.
He snarled just enough to show off a sharp point of a fang before he smashed his mouth into a straight line.
Bait is hooked. Time to reel him in. I didn’t look at whose hands I grabbed or whose fingers I had in my mouth.
My attention was on the male with midnight-blue hair who was literally trembling in his window.
If the vampires noticed I was using them, they didn’t let on.
They just kept offering themselves up to me.
One of the vampires stumbled on his way to me and hot, melted chocolate splashed onto my chin. I gasped and closed my eyes. A giggle slipped out before I could contain it. Men were so easy. When I opened my eyes, the Prince was nowhere in sight.
“Pardon me, Lady Sam?” a familiar feminine voice broke through the lust-filled air around me.
A moment later, Katelin, a purple-haired born vampire, parted the males like the Red Sea.
She glanced around at the drooling males, then met my stare and rolled her eyes.
She shook her head subtly and smirked. “My lady, the Unseelie Prince has requested an audience with you.”
I grinned. I bet he has.
She stepped aside and gestured toward the castle doors. “Just this way please.”
I licked my lips and flicked my hair over my shoulder. “Well, we mustn’t keep the Prince waiting. Thank you, Katelin.”
She led the way across the courtyard and back indoors. Once the doors clicked shut behind us, she chuckled and said, “Whatever it is you’re planning . . . it’s working.”
I snickered. “You think?”
“The Prince requests your presence . . . in his chamber . . . Immediately.” She stopped, pointed to the nearby spiral staircase, and grinned. “Don’t stop now.”
I grinned back and stepped forward so we were shoulder to shoulder, then I whispered, “Please see that we are not interrupted before sunset.”
“In return,” she stopped and glanced around, “I’ll want the full play-by-play after. Okay?”
I cackled and nodded. Everest had once told me I could trust this female vampire, and I was starting to think he was telling me more than just the obvious.
I gave her a wink, then hurried up the stone staircase.
In this tower there was no second floor, just the Prince’s chamber at the top on the fourth floor.
The door flew open immediately after my first knock.
I grinned. Oh, I think my plan is working all right.
The Prince stood just a foot inside gripping the edge of the door.
The pupils of his yellow cat eyes were huge and seemed to almost have a pulse in them.
His skin was flushed the softest shade of pink, and his lips were red and wet like he’d been gnawing on them, or at the very least licking them.
He exhaled through his nose, the warmth of his breath caressing my bare skin.
I took a step forward, my gaze locked on his mouth.
When his lips parted, I licked mine—then slipped around him and into his bedroom.
We needed privacy for the game I was playing, which meant I needed that door and window shut.
I swished my hips side to side as I sauntered over to the very window he’d been watching me out of.
The door to his room slammed shut. I spun on my toes to face him.
He stalked toward me like a jungle cat on the hunt.
I gripped the window frame behind my back for support as my legs were suddenly feeling like pudding.
My fingers were trembling slightly, and I wanted to pretend I wasn’t playing with my own lust here too.
Every single inch of my body was yearning for him to touch me.
I didn’t know what it said about me that I desired an evil male this badly.
“Well . . .” I purred and batted my eyelashes as I arched my back and pushed my breasts toward him. “You summoned me.”
It wasn’t a question.
He stopped an inch in front of me, our bodies nearly touching. “I do believe you were putting on a show for me, so let us not act surprised I demanded your presence.”
I batted my eyelashes up at him and licked my lips. “Why, I don’t know what you’re talking about?”
His hand flew up between us, one pointer finger pointing at my face. “Do not play coy with me,” he growled and it sent warm shivers down my spine and between my legs.
“I would never…play with you…” I crossed one leg over the other and squeezed them tight, trying desperately to relieve some of the pressure between my legs. “My betrothed has betrayed us and gone to the side of Heaven. Surely you don’t expect me to be untouched for the rest of my immortal life?”
His upper lip snarled. He pressed his fingertip to my chin. “Surely you don’t think one of those males is worthy of Lilith’s granddaughter? They are beneath you.”
I looked down at his finger then back up to his lips. “Are you volunteering to be on top of me?”
His nostrils flared.
I leaned forward and ran the tip of my tongue from the base of his pointer finger all the way to the tip. His body shuddered ever so slightly. My lips curved. “Without the chocolate it’s…missing something, isn’t it?”
His lips parted. A low rumble left his mouth.
With both hands I gripped his wrist then sliced his fingertip open with my fang. Dark blood rushed to the surface. I closed my eyes and sucked his finger into my mouth, sure to run my tongue over the incision I’d made while I drank blood from his finger.
He gripped my bicep and spun me around to face the open window. “Grip the windowsill,” he growled in my ear.
Dammit to hell, but my nipples hardened like little ice spears beneath this white silk dress.
Heat pooled in my stomach and between my legs my body was pulsing like I had a second heartbeat.
Goddess, almighty. He hadn’t even touched me yet and I wanted him.
I craved him. I leaned forward just enough to grip the stone windowsill he’d already broken.
When he stepped up behind me, his body flush against mine I shivered and parted my legs.
I glanced up over my shoulder and arched my back, pressing my ass into his body.
The friction of his hard body against the bare skin between my legs made me gasp softly before I could stop myself.
For a moment, I forgot what my agenda was.
Lust and desire had taken the steering wheel.
I rolled my hips against the hard length of him still trapped within his pants and moaned.
Both of his hands gripped my hips, stilling my body. Each of his ten fingers dug into the bare skin of my hips right where my dress’s slits were. “Not all of us are into a show like you, my lady,” he rasped into my ear, his lips brushing against my jaw.
There it is. Take the bait, Sam.
I turned my head just enough that there was barely a hairline distance between our lips. “Then do something about it or I’ll leave you here to handle this yourself,” I whispered as I ground my ass into him again.
His breath left him in a hot rush that was half growl.
Silvery magic flashed in front of me. For a split second the window was sealed by stone but then it disappeared like it’d never been there.
Only then did I realize how much of the party in the courtyard I’d been able to hear because suddenly the silence was echoing.
“Is that a look of disappointment, my lady?” He fisted my hair at the nape of my neck, his fingers burning tracks on my scalp as he tilted my head back. “Perhaps you just like the fear of getting caught.”
Goosebumps covered my body. His answering chuckle in my ear made me shiver.
I needed to hurry up and get my plan to the next phase before my brain melted in his palms completely.
He slipped his finger into my mouth so I sucked on it and twirled my tongue around it.
His body pressed into my back even harder.
He yanked his finger out of my mouth then forced my head to look back down at the courtyard, his grip on my hair was tight enough to burn but goddess help me I liked it.
And then his wet finger slipped between my legs and a wild moan burst from my lips.
He plunged two fingers inside of me, thrusting in time with my rapid heartbeat while his thumb rubbed circles on that sweet spot.
My legs trembled then my knees buckled but his grip in my hair kept me upright.
My nails dug into the stone windowsill leaving little cracks in every direction.
I was wrong. I was innocent. No human guy had ever touched me like this.