Free Black Heart by Evernight Publishing

She tried to reach
for him, but he took her wrists and held them above her head while
his lips, tongue and teeth sensually savaged her
breasts.
    “ No, let me. Enjoy,” he
rasped.
    She came once again. And again.
He was torturing her, her body writhing in desirous agony.
    “ Do I have to tie you to the
bedposts?” he murmured with that deep, naughty fuck-me voice.
    Her insides turned liquid at the
suggestion. Never thought being bound would appeal. It did, in a
big way. His mouth barely touched hers.
    “ You like that? Something to
consider. I would tie your hands, like so,” he spread her arms far
apart above her head, his hands clasping her wrists tightly, “and
fuck you—thus.”
    Deegan thrust into her to the hilt,
causing her to gasp from the sensation of him stretching and
filling her. God, she loved that feeling. She raised her hips off
the bed aggressively, grinding into his hips, taking him deep. Her
teeth clenched. A growl escaped her; he had awakened her inner
beast. His eyes narrowed, a sly smile curving his full, luscious
lips.
    “ I assume the gentle seduction
portion of this event is at an end.”
    “ God damn right it is.” She
didn't recognize her own voice. “Fuck me, Deegan. As hard and
fast...”
    A gasp escaped her throat as he tore out
of her and slammed back in, still holding her wrists like iron
bands. He was so potent, so damned virile. She came again, and
sweat ran in rivets down between her breasts. Deegan’s tongue
reached out and caught the beads, and he swallowed.
    “ You taste like maple syrup, my
sweet.”
    He continued his unremitting rutting. That
red haze of The Rapture began to swirl in her vision. Again?
Dhampyres were only supposed to experience this on a rare occasion,
or so she heard. Was Deegan going to bring her to such a state
every time he made love to her? Every time he fucked her, so damned
thoroughly?
    “ You can fight it, Raylene,
concentrate. Or let yourself float in the ecstasy.”
    He let go of her wrists then
and with quicksilver speed, his head lowered to her breast. His
fangs were distended. He wasn’t going to bite her, was he
... God!
    She cried out. His fangs plunged in deep,
around her nipple. He suckled deeply. The blood flowed down over
her nipple from the bites above. He drank her blood while he
pulled, sucked, and licked her nipple, hard. She tried to fight the
Rapture, but she couldn’t. Everything went crimson; she sank into a
sensuous state of bliss. How could they have denied each other all
these decades? Scratch that, how could Deegan deny this? Through
the haze of sexual delight, anger reared its head, fighting the
Rapture full on. How could she love this infuriating man? But love
him she did, all his flaws only adding to his aura and his essence.
So many layers to Deegan, so many she knew nothing of.
    The redness began to fade. Her
eyes cracked open. How in hell did she get on her hands and knees? How much
time had gone by? Deegan knelt behind her, thrusting hard, his sexy
snarl harsh and animalistic.
    “ Deegan?”
    He growled and climaxed, shaking and
shuddering. She looked over her shoulder and saw that his eyes
glowed red. She had never seen that before. What in the hell was
that? She had sex with a few Vampires through the decades; she’d
never seen fire-red eyes. She scrambled away from him, not from
fear, or was it? Deegan lowered his head, closed his eyes, and
braced one arm on the bed to keep from collapsing. He stayed in
that position for several minutes. She was beginning to get
worried.
    “ Are you all right?”
    He nodded, but did not look up.
    “ Get dressed.” His deep voice
was hoarse. “We need to talk. Now.”
     
     

Chapter Six
     
    Deegan grabbed a pair of black sweatpants
from his drawer and a black singlet. He turned as Raylene walked to
a large suitcase he hadn’t noticed before, but then all his
attention was focused on Raylene.
    “ Brennan brought me over some of
my clothes. Wasn’t that sweet?”
    She