Dragon Blood

Chapter 6

Nolan's lips were soft and warm against Rhia's. He cradled her face so gently she could have been made of porcelain. One of his hands moved to the back of her neck, tangling in her hair, and pulling her closer into him. A soft sigh escaped her lips, and she felt a ripple of tension rush through him. 

 Slowly, he pulled away and let out a shallow hiss. Her eyes flicked to his mouth. His canines, both upper and lower, had elongated and sharpened. The bottom fangs weren't quite as long, but his upper fangs had become hypodermic points.

A shiver coursed through her, though not from fear. Not for the first time she imagined what it would feel like to have those fangs in her neck. To have him drag her onto a bed and pin her down with his incredible strength. To feel him take his pleasure, and pleasure her in the process. The core of her sex ached for him. 

She looked back to his eyes and felt her heart jump. That red ring around his pupils was glowing with even greater intensity. There was pure desire in those eyes. Desire for her. He swallowed hard, his eyes shifting from hers to her mouth.

She reached out to tug at his tie, pulling him close again. "Don't stop." She breathed.

The red ring overtook the last of the blue, and he pulled her to him, his mouth crushing hers in intense passion. He pushed her back on the couch, keeping the hand at her neck while bracing the other against the arm of the chair. She shifted, giving him space to place a knee between her legs. He braced the other foot on the floor, creating a cage over her. Even if she wanted to, she couldn't have escaped. She very much did not want to escape. 

A desperate moan filled the quiet of the room, and his tongue darted into her mouth. The sensations were overwhelming. A desperate need for his touch clawed at her mixed with the desperate need to touch him.

She shifted again to push herself against him, and the juncture between her legs made contact with his thigh. White-hot pleasure exploded through her. She gasped and flung her head back, her back arching and rubbing herself against his hard body again. Nolan chuckled low and dark, pressing his mouth against the base of her jaw. "Does it feel good, my pet?" His voice was like sandpaper, making her shudder in ecstasy.

She wanted to answer. She wanted to beg him for more.

Nova suddenly barked and then growled. Nolan was on his feet in a flash, his tie straightened, and shirt readjusted. Rhia scrambled up, running her hands through her mussed hair and looking to the door. To her absolute horror, Captain Mark Landon stood in the door. His steel-coloured eyes were fixated on Nolan. The vampire's eyes were still glowing faintly. When he smiled politely, he kept his lips closed so he wouldn't show his fangs. "Captain," she stammered. "What are you doing here?"

His eyes slid to hers and she could feel the full force of his anger hit her like a hammer on an anvil. Her heart stammered. She wanted to step behind Nolan, put something strong and immovable between her and the captain. Nolan seemed to sense this as he took a half -step forward. The captain looked back to him. "Nolan Wes, I presume." He said with barely controlled venom.

Nolan's nostrils flared like he smelled something horrific. He opened his mouth to speak, then quickly stopped. His head tilted towards Maddox. Then, as if he had entirely forgotten about the police captain glaring murder at them, crossed the room. She heard it too. A raspy, moan escaped her brother's dry lips. "Rhia..."

"Mr. Kincaid," Nolan said gently. "Welcome back to the world of the living."

He pressed a call button and asked the nurse to get the attending. Rhia slid next to the bed and took his hand. "Hey Maddy," she whispered.