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to pull his hips between hers.
    Max couldn’t help but rub his erection against her. With one hand, he
sought the juncture of her thighs. This time no scrap of silk covered her
sex—she was naked.
    “See?” she whispered. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
    Her sex was hot—so wet, moisture trickled down his fingers as he delved
between her lips. “For all I know, you’ve been fucking your way through dinner
tonight.”
    She flinched, but quickly relaxed her expression and offered him a sly
smile. “Jealous? I promise the only cum you’ll find inside me will be yours.”
    He fingered her nether lips, sliding back and forth in her juices. “You
want this? You want to do this here?”
    Her hips danced on his fingers. “Yes,” she moaned. “ Now .”
    He groaned and then remembered what was in his other hand. Although,
his body was so hard he could break bricks, he went cold at his core. He
trailed the tip of stake up the inside of her thigh.
    Her eyes widened with alarm.
    “Don’t you trust me?”
    She swallowed hard, her gaze locked with his. “If you tell me you won’t
kill me now, then yes.”
    He pressed the blunt end about an inch into her pussy. “Don’t worry
about splinters. I sanded it myself. It will slide in smooth as satin.”
    Her eyes widened, but her body shivered and gushed its approval. Her
mouth trembled and Max noted a battle seemed to be fought behind her brown
eyes—she didn’t want to want this, and she was frightened.
    Good. He lifted one eyebrow—a challenge. “Tell me what you want.”
    “Kiss me,” she said, her eyes glistening with tears, “and then fuck me
with that stake. Satisfy your need to drive it into me, Max.”
    Max leaned down and kissed her, sliding his mouth over hers, drinking
her moans. His tongue licked her lips and slipped between, touching the tips of
her fangs then sliding deeper to stroke her tongue.
    Opening her legs wider, Pia lifted a leg to hook over his thigh. “Do
it,” she whispered.
    With both hands between her legs now, he spread her lips wide and
pushed the stake gently inside her, his thumb flicking her clitoris. Her moans
deepened against his mouth, and he made his kiss rougher, harder, until he drew
her tongue into his mouth and sucked.
    He’d thought he had control—a dispassionate distance from which he
could love her body and steal her pride. But his hands shook with his own
raging desire.
    Her body writhed against him as he pushed the wooden stake deeper and
began stroking her vagina with short, pulsing glides. Pia’s hands shook as she
sought the belt at his waist and unbuckled it, found the snap at the top of his
pants and lowered his zipper. Then her strong, hot hands were wrapped around
his cock.
    Max forgot where he was, forgot there were people all around them. The
woman groaning against his lips and fisting his cock was his whole world. He
growled and stroked his penis between her hands.
    “Bastard! Tell me you’re not fucking her with a goddamn stake!”
    Max jerked at the deadly sound of Joe’s voice. He lifted his mouth from
Pia’s and stared down at her. Slowly, he slid the stake from her. His body
shook with unspent desire and rage at his partner’s interruption. But in the
back of his mind there was also a healthy dose of shame for himself.
    He slipped the stake into his pocket, while Pia lowered her leg and
straightened her skirt. He shoved his engorged cock back into his pants, and
then he turned to face the vampire behind him.
    Joe’s face was a mottled red. “Pia, get behind me.”
    “So you know each other,” Max said quietly, feeling his stomach clench
that his suspicions about Pia might be true.
    “Just met today, partner .”
    “I’m not in any danger, Joe,” Pia said.
    “You don’t know Max, sweetheart. Get behind me.”
    Feeling like a bear protecting his mate, Max stepped between Joe and
Pia, clenching his fists. “I gave her my word I wouldn’t harm her here.”
    “No, you didn’t,” Pia