Free Caressed by Shadows (Rulers of Darkness Book 4) by Amanda J. Greene Page A

collapsed into a black velvet armchair.
    Sonya’s gaze flickered to the knight. His body was tense, his jaw set, and his eyes captivating molten pools of silver.
    Lust thickened and heated the air—hers, Falcon’s, and the woman’s.
    Sonya took the woman’s hand and guided her down to crimson the velvet chaise.
    “What is your name?”
    “Star,” the blonde replied.
    Sonya nodded. She hadn’t expected the woman to provide her true name.
    “You are very attractive, Star, but tonight I only require sustenance,” Sonya explained.
    Star’s red lips pouted before she said, “Whatever you wish.”
    Sonya smiled, her fangs glistening in the dim red light. Star’s pulse spiked, drawing a predatory growl from Sonya.
    She circled around, coming up behind her prey. Sonya crawled onto the chaise. Slipping her arm around Star’s waist, she drew the woman’s back against her.
    Star shivered as Sonya’s fingers stroked up her arms to her shoulders. Titling her head to the side, the woman's eyes drifted closed. Her pulse rocketed, the rhythm intense.
    Sonya captured and held Falcon's gaze. She slowly ran her tongue over the tips of her fangs. His fingers gripped the arms of the chair, his knuckles turning white.   God, he would give anything to exchange places with the mortal woman. He longed to feel Sonya's mouth at his throat, her fangs scoring his flesh as she drank deeply of him.
    A low growl rumbled his chest when Sonya pressed her lips against Star's throat. Sonya's liquid gold gaze remained on him, burning him, taunting him, beckoning to him. He shuddered as Sonya flicked her tiny pink tongue over the mortal's pulse. Star's moan was drowned by Falcon's envious groan. Sonya flashed him a wicked smile then whispered his name, her breath brushing over the woman's sensitive skin.
    Star moaned, wantonly. Her hands shot out, she clasped at the edge of the chaise.
    “Yes. Yes. Please,” she sighed when Sonya scrapped her fangs over her throat.
    Falcon, this is where I want to kiss you. Lick you.  Bite you. Suck you.
    Falcon's breath hitched, her words echoing in throug h his mind. His heart froze mid-beat when Sonya sank her fangs into the slender column of Star's throat. The woman cried out in pleasure, tossing her head back, surrendering to the ecstasy of the bite.
    He was unable to look away. Sonya gripped Star’s shoulders, her golden locks spilled over Star’s shoulder to her breasts. Sonya’s delicate pink lips pressed tightly to the mortal’s throat, concealing lethal fangs. He could hear her draws, her swallows and found himself wishing that Sonya was at his vein, wishing that it were his blood that was filling her mouth, slipping down her throat, and healing her body.
    Star’s shivers of pleasure became his own. Arousal hardened his flesh. Falcon shifted, his body on edge. Desire burned up his spine, sending sparks of fire throughout his entire system. His knuckles turned white as he held himself in place.
    God, he had never witnessed something so completely erotic. He had always viewed feeding as an unfortunate, disturbing necessity, but now…the show below could not even begin to compare to what was taking place just a few feet in front of him.
    Star shuddered, her breath coming in harsh gasps. Falcon could sense how close to orgasm she was. Her eyes closed as she surrendered to the pleasure.
    Sonya growled. One of her hands slipped from Star’s shoulder to grip her chin. She pulled the woman’s head further to the side, forcing her fangs in deeper. Star cried out, ecstasy washing over her.
    Sonya released the woman as she climaxed in her arms. Her fangs dripped with crimson. Blood colored her lips.
    Falcon was mesmerized. Desire pounded through his body, heightening his senses. Undeniable need hardened his cock when Sonya’s golden eyes met his once again.
    Star lurched to her feet; dizzy and blissfully disoriented she stumbled forward. In one gracefully fluid movement, Falcon stood. Sexual tension