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Without further delay, here's another excerpt from my novel, MYTHIC...
Gianna Marino and Mattias Vitale
entered his penthouse on the highest level of the building. He led her to his
bedchamber, and allowed her to enter first. Gianna stared at his bed, having
second thoughts. When she turned to face him, he’d already removed his shirt.
He didn’t waste any time. She cast a slow, hot gaze and knew she was a goner,
but continued to play the game.
God, she’d dreamed of gripping
those broad shoulders. Every single detail of his body bulged with perfection
exactly where necessary. And the art, hugging his entire right side, from his
neck to his hip was simply delicious.
Her heart raced. She nearly salivated.
Damn, the man was ripped and she wanted to trace the detail of his tattoo with
her tongue. She was hot all over, dripping with arousal. Shit. She wanted him.
Actually, it wasn’t him she wanted.
No, it could be anyone with that body, charm, and hint of diabolic aura. Yeah
right. She was done for.
She thought of this moment too
often. His muscular build pressed against hers, her resistance dwindling as she
grew weak, unable to hold back when she reached the breaking point, begging him
to take her and do what he wished. But he’s a coward, a murderer. Isn’t he?
Why? Why did he have to live up to her fantastical expectation?
Relax.
You’re just using him and that delectable body.
There he stood, in a position meant
to seduce, to overpower. He looked deep into her eyes with a ravishing glare
that made her knees weak and smirked in spite of himself, curling one corner of
his lip into an evil grin. “We’ll eventually end up in the bed.”
She cocked an eyebrow.
“Eventually?”
Just then, he kissed her so
fiercely that her head spun in a passionate haze. Moaning at the taste of him,
she tried to put forth the effort of a struggle but felt herself being pulled
in, beginning to lose control. Secretly, she loved the taste of the alcohol on
his breath. It drove her mad as her tongue longed for the flavor.
He lifted her against the wall and
bound her hands with his own, pinning her with his body. Locked. Trapped.
Foreplay. Who had the upper hand in their game of seduction? The roles began to
blur. He released her hands. But before he lowered her to her feet, she’d
removed his belt and unfastened the button on his black pants.
She pulled him close, placing her
hands on his back. Not a single inch of him was soft. Duly noted when he
pressed his lips to hers as he unzipped her dress. The garment floated to the
floor, revealing the sexy black lace underneath. They were both breathing
heavily.
“I’ve been waiting for this for a long time,” he panted.
She smiled, hoping to keep her wits
about her. “And you’ve been patient.”
He leaned his forehead against
hers, towering over her with a six inch advantage. “I want you so badly Gianna,
you do realize I could hurt you.”
She tugged at his unbuttoned pants,
an aggressive move on her part. “I’m hoping that you do.”
“It will be difficult
to use restraint. You have no idea what you do to me.”
“Show me.”
He leaned in for another heated lip
lock before she interrupted. “First, I have one condition.”
He sighed. “Of course you do…what
is it?”
“No biting. Not tonight.”
His eyes widened and he backed away
to meet her gaze. “You have got to be kidding!”
Didn’t she? To expect this sort of
control when all he wanted to do was lose it? If she hadn’t made him wait
so long he
could almost guarantee
his resistance, but
he hoped she’d
reconsider. He imagined her blood
tasted as good as her body, but if he couldn’t have both, right now, he’d
settle for one. He’d have her blood later. She would eventually beg him to
taste her. He was that sure of himself.
Gianna knew this was his greatest
challenge but she needed something over him, something that could keep him
under control, her control, until the time came to play her ace. She knew that
asking was nothing short of cruelty, but took her chances and made the request.
Hell, if he was as good a lover as he was a cunning, lying, killer, she might
offer herself to him on a platter. “Not kidding. Can you control yourself for
me? I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
He leaned into her, pressing his
rock-hard erection into her hip. “You don’t make things easy, Gianna.”
“Baby, nothing worthwhile is easy,
but if you don’t agree I’ll understand. We can always wait for another—”
“No. No more waiting. Too long have
I watched you, wanted you while not being able to touch you. It has been
nothing short of excruciating and I’m through with it.
“I guess we have a deal, then?”
He never answered. He took hold of
her with a fervent kiss. She almost felt guilty for making him feel this way.
Do
I want to be with him?
It was debatable. He exuded
undeniable sex appeal. But she knew her reasons for engaging in this situation.
She wanted to forget Nicholas, trying to heal her broken, beating heart, and
all because she desired to be closer to him. She wanted to erase him from memory
as if she wasn’t partly responsible for giving him the green light. Now she’d
seduce Mattias to fill the void in a moment of desperate contact.
After savoring every inch of her
lips, Mattias reached her neck and collarbone. He tilted her neck and slowly
licked the area where he’d typically sink his sharp teeth. There was something
to be said for anticipation as he felt a shiver through her body by simply
touching the forbidden area, teasing it by testing the boundaries. Then he
kissed the same area and grazed ever so lightly with his fangs. He earned a
sound of approval.
Deliberately disobedient, he turned
her on. She was primed and ready. “Are you going to violate the terms of our
deal, Mattias?”
His body pressed against hers, his
breathing ragged. “I should. Really, I should. I want to taste you and drain
you of every last drop but I think I’ll give it a few more minutes. That’s how
long it should take until I have you begging.” His confidence made her ache in
every place that was distinctly female, making her so damn hot.
He felt the blood rushing through
her veins as he ran his tongue over her warm flesh. Only a thin layer of skin
separated his life force from hers, and the thought nearly caused him to lose
his sense of reasoning. He could taste the sweetness through her skin and smell
the blood on her breath. The distinct sound of her tripled heartbeat confirmed
her fading inhibitions. Once he was inside her, she’d want it. It was only a
matter of time before he would bind himself to her and her to him. Just one bite and I’ll have everything.
Power, a kingdom and a queen.
His cool touch ignited her lust as
he raised Gianna’s toned legs, wrapping them around his waist. He lifted her to
the bed and managed to shed the remaining lace garments from her body. He
appraised her with a stare that burned. Then he grinned and proceeded with a
penetrating kiss.
He held her so tightly that she
thought she’d choke on elation. His naked body was exactly how she imagined all
the way down to his substantial erection. She swore her eyes bugged at the size
of him, but he didn’t seem to notice. Listening to his low growls of victory,
she traced the planes of his back with the tips of her fingers, earning an
ecstatic groan. She’d passed the point of no return. It was impossible to end
things now.
Drunk. She was drunk on the aroma.
His scent, a provocative hint of amber and woods, compared to rolling around
naked amidst crisp autumn foliage. His hands migrated all over her body and she
lost track of his movement. He caressed her hip, teased the deep valley of her
breasts, and tangled himself in her honeysuckle-infused locks. Ten fingers
pulling, demanding. Fuck. He was right. And no, she didn’t care who he was or
what he’d done.
Hard kisses crawled higher and she
made an offering, a pulsating temptation. She tilted her neck
further...further, felt the warmth of his proximity and braced herself with
bated breath. Ringing. The chimes of victory, warning bells? No.
His cell phone rang.
Saved by the glorious sound of modern
technology, their intimacy interrupted. In a flash, the phone was in his hand.
“What the hell did I tell him?” he
sneered.
“What is it Dante? Someone had
better be dying.” He paused.
“He’s on the move? So, bring him
in. …Why do you need me?” Another pause. "Fine, I’ll be right there.”
Mattias ended his call with a slam
of his phone, less than thrilled. But as luck would have it, either by
coincidence or in a fit of jealousy, Dante saved her.
Mattias sighed in dismay. “I have
to handle something. I won’t be long. Promise me you’ll be right here when I
return because I am not finished with you. In fact, I hope you don’t have
anything planned for this evening because you’ll be busy warming my bed.”
She pouted, firing his libido.
“I’ll do my best. In the meantime, let me give you something to come back to.”
She pulled him on top of her,
kissing him passionately. Nothing compared to the way his tongue worked hers.
Grasping his shoulders, she spread her thighs, allowing his painful erection to
caress the warmth between them, and he growled at the contact. As much as she
tried to convince herself that she was teasing him, she wanted it, silently
begging him to penetrate and ease the aching. “Stay with me Mattias. I need to
feel your strength inside me.”
He trailed his way down her fit
body until he stood at the foot of the bed and aggressively pulled her hips to
the edge to meet his. He stepped back for a moment to admire the one woman he
wanted with every part of his being. He was in awe of her beauty. Every inch of
her was bare to him now and she was a goddess, his goddess. She alone could be
his eternal bliss or his ultimate ruin. Tonight he intended to show her just
how much she was missing. Upon his return, there would be no interruptions, no
abrupt reason for either one of them to part ways.
Mattias leaned over Gianna and,
with his hands, eased his way into the flesh where she yearned for him. Amazed
by how primed she was, he wanted her more than anything, even power. He
inserted two fingers deep inside of her and she screamed in ecstasy. His
erection grew more painful as he thrust his hand deeper, watching her face,
throwing her head back as he pleased her. She looked down at him with starvation
in her eyes when he withdrew and licked his wet fingers with a murmur of
approval.
“Mmm.” His eyes pierced hers. “Even
better than I thought.”
His phone rang again.
“Damn it! Please tell me this is
someone’s idea of a sick fucking joke. Someone will pay…dearly.”
“Mattias please don’t go. I can’t
wait. I need you.” She wanted this now before she lost her nerve.
“Baby you know that I wouldn’t
leave this,” his eyes swept over her, “unless it was important.”
“Oh this is so cruel, Mattias.” She
balled her hands into fists and took her anger out on the mattress.
“Now you know how I feel on a daily
basis. I’ve been walking around for over a year with a constant hard on that
you caused, but trust me baby, this is hurting me far worse than it’s hurting you.”
She looked down at his huge
erection with wide hungry eyes. “You know, I can take care of that for you.”
She lowered her gaze and smiled at
both the impressive specimen and the meticulous grooming habit. She pulled him
close, pushed him onto the bed, and lowered her mouth to his shaft. Suction
increased as she covered him, sliding from root to tip. Although unexpected,
she enjoyed the salty taste of him, the velvet feel of his cock on her tongue,
and it felt too good to play with fire. He cupped her head as she worked him
and moaned with such guttural agony, unlike any sound she’d ever heard.
****
God, she was talented as she
continued to take more of him. The way her tongue teased, left him balling the
sheets in his fists to fight back the urge to release over a year of
frustration. So close. Oh yes, Dante would pay for this!
Mattias reluctantly withdrew from
her. Confused, she looked at him. “What’s wrong Mattias?”
“I’ll tell you what’s wrong, I’m
hard, you’re wet, and we’re still teasing each other. It’s torture, Gianna.”
“Well, what do you suggest?”
He wanted her and didn’t want to
wait any longer. But he knew his time was limited due to Dante’s urgency, and
he wanted no intrusions. Mattias wanted to take his time, for the moment to be
perfect and he would in fact, turn her tonight, with or without her permission.
Consequences be damned.
“We’ll resume this when I return.
In the meantime, I want you to conserve your energy...because baby, I promise
you’re going to need it.”
He stood and dressed himself
quickly while taking the time to admire what he was leaving. He shook his head
in disbelief that he finally had her in his bed and was being called away.
Dante could handle the urgent situation on his own while Mattias indulging
himself with Gianna. But if he wanted things dealt with correctly and didn’t
want to appear weak, he needed to be the one to see it through.
Fully dressed, he crawled on top of
her and claimed her mouth. Gianna pulled back, slightly.
“Isn’t there anything I can do to
convince you to stay with me?” She reached her hand inside his pants and cupped
him.
He growled at her expert touch.
“You’re relentless.”
“Yes and don’t you just love it?”
“More than you’ll ever know.”
He kissed her deeply as she played
with him. “I have to…go. I promise…won’t be long.” He delivered one more
scalding kiss and had a sinking feeling he was going to regret leaving her as
he exited the room.
Mythic is available at:
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