Vance grinned when I walked back into the bedroom. “Cute.”
I put my hand on my hip. “Bite me.”
“Only if you promise to bite back,” he said and winked.
Oh God, I flashed back to the night I was attacked. I had been poisoned by a demon so Leo needed to remove my infected blood and replace it with his own. His bite was one of the most erotic things I have ever experienced. Drinking his blood in return only made it better. My guilt for fantasizing about one man while with another must have seeped into my subconscious because my vision blurred and then started to change. Leo had turned into Vance. And then there was Leo and Vance.
“Omigod!” I ran back into the bathroom and locked myself in. I sat on the edge of the tub as visions of threesomes danced in my head. Holy fuck, I was so turned on that I was about to explode. My hand subconsciously started moving down to my wet center. Wait a minute…Vance was in the next room. In my bed. My skin prickled with the need to be touched by him. I found myself rising automatically, getting ready to walk out into the hall.
I placed my hand on the doorknob just as a knock startled me out of my stupor. “Karli, are you okay?” Vance asked.
“Uh, yeah. I’m fine,” I lied. “I’ll be right out.” I took one last deep breath and opened the door. Oh God, he was practically bulging out of his light gray boxers. Gulp.
He framed my face with his hands. “What happened? Are you sure you’re okay?”
My skin sizzled beneath his fingertips. I looked into his eyes and my heart melted. Gone was the cocky jackass who loved to push my buttons. Instead, there was nothing but genuine concern in his gaze as he cradled my cheek. “Oh, fuck it,” I said under my breath.
His brows creased in confusion. “What?” he asked.
I grinned. “I said, fuck it.” I grab
bed his head and pulled his lips down to mine. He instantly responded with so much force that it took my breath away. I awkwardly pulled my pants down and broke away for a second so he could tear my shirt off. I was standing there in just a pair of red lace panties, with Vance in his boxers and we were making out like a pair of horny teenagers. I shoved my hand down his shorts and wrapped it around the base of his thick, hard cock.
He gasped before pulling away from our kiss. “Karli, wait a second. What are you doing?”
I gave him one long stroke. “What does it look like I’m doing?” I asked flirtatiously.
He groaned. “Christ, I know I’m going to regret this, but you need to remove your hand from my dick.”
I loosened my grip. “Excuse me? I don’t think I heard you right.”
He extracted my hand. “You heard me.” He turned away and slammed the heel of his hand into the wall. “Fuck!”
I threw my hands up in frustration. “What’s the problem, Vance? Isn’t this what you’ve wanted all along?”
He picked my shirt up off the floor and threw it at me. “Put some clothes on, please.”
Okay, I was starting to get offended here. “Are you kidding me? Are you trying to tell me that you don’t want me?” I nodded to his gigantic hard on. “Because your dick seems to think otherwise.”
“Of course I fucking want you!” he shouted. “My balls are bluer than the fucking ocean!” He winced as he adjusted himself.
I pulled the shirt over my head. “Well, then what the hell is wrong with you? Jesus, I’m offering myself up to you on a fucking platter.”
He groaned again as he closed his eyes. It looked like he was counting to ten. “Goddammit, Karli. Don’t you think I know that?” he said through gritted teeth. “If this were anyone but you, I’d probably behave like a typical guy and jump at the opportunity.”
“Excuse me? Did you really just say that you’d sleep with anyone but me?”
He went into the bedroom and started pulling on his jeans. “No, damn you. That’s not what I meant.”
I stomped into the bedroom until I was standing six inches away from him. “Well, then enlighten me.”
He sighed as he pulled me into a tight embrace. “I meant that because you’re you, I’m not going to let my dick make decisions for me.” He pulled back to frame my face with his hands again. “Because you’re too important. This is too important. I know you don’t take sex lightly. Trust me, Karli, I would love nothing more than to make love to you for countless hours. But I’m not going to let our hormones do something that I know you’d regret in the morning.”
“Vance, I wouldn’t---”
He put his fingers on my lips. “Karli, don’t.” He left me standing there as he walked out into the hall. “Look, if you still want me in the morning, I’d be more than happy to stay in this apartment with you for weeks going at it like bunnies. Unfortunately, I don’t think I’m going to get that wish granted.” He closed the door. “Good night, Karli. I’m going to sleep on the couch.”
What the hell had just happened?