at her and her daring to captivate him. Hearing her whimper with need sent heat slamming through his body and almost brought him to his knees. His eyes narrowed wondering just who was more enthralled.
Unable to cage his hunger any longer, he quickly leaned down to capture her lips in a searing kiss and hummed in appreciation when she whimpered in response. Deepening the kiss, he slowly crawled up and over her, letting his hand trail up her thigh. Placing his other arm around her and lifting her slightly, he cupped her center fully in the palm of his hand and tightened his grip.
The woman instantly bucked against him and Hyakuhei was shocked to learn something heâd never expected⦠she wasnât wearing undergarments and the heat radiating from her felt like liquid fire. He felt himself harden in response, straining upward against his clothing. He growled refusing to lose control so quickly and his need to dominate surfaced with a vengeance.
Despite his desire for her, Hyakuhei was still angry at her naïveté and wanted to teach her a lesson about being more careful around men⦠especially ancient vampires that had a tendency to keep returning to a blood source that was pure and untouched by another. If he hadnât shown up⦠she would have been damned either way.
Dragging his lips from hers with a harsh breath, he ripped his hand from between her legs and placed it around her throat to keep her still⦠trying to calm them both.
âWhy would someone so pure wish to rid themselves of their innocence?â Hyakuhei asked with a mesmerizing growl. âAre you so eager to become a woman?â
Kyoko swallowed hard, still under his thrall and stared up at him. Struggling to remember, her eyes widened as the words in her grandpaâs letter came back to haunt her. âI canât be a virgin anymore⦠will you help me?â She whispered the plea and pulled at his shirt wanting nothing more than to rip it off him.
Hyakuhei growled low in his chest before standing up and taking her with him. He would be the only one she would ask that question⦠he would see to it. After giving her a chance to get her footing, he quickly pulled her shirt back over her head and swept her inside the Grand Hotel and into one of the empty elevators.
A few months back, Hyakuhei had found himself out in the early morning hours with no way to reach his home in time. Heâd been drawn to the Grand and now kept one of the penthouses there for his own personal use. With this amenity at his fingertips, he never had to check in.
It also helped that most of the night staff were vampires themselves and they were smart enough to treat him with respect. Heâd later learned that Tadamichi owned the hotel but it made no difference to him as long as his twin stayed the hell out of his way.
Once the doors were closed, he pushed the girl up against the wall, slipping his fingers through hers and lifting her hands above her head. Keeping their hands locked above her would be the only way they would make it to his rooms with any sanity left. Unable to resist the seductive look in her eyes, he slashed his lips across hers hungrily knowing there was more than one way to be inside her.
Jerking her hands free, Kyoko wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted her legs until they were hooked around his waist. When he ground his hips forward and up⦠Kyoko gave a high-pitched whine and pushed down against him in response. She gasped for air when he pulled away from her lips and began leaving a fiery trail of kisses across her cheek and down her neck.
Her teeth sank into her lower lip when the tip of his tongue brushed against the tops of her breasts beneath the hem of her strapless top.
Her nails dug into his back while she pressed into the hard kiss. She didnât have a clue what she was doing so she let her body respond the only way that felt right. Her body was screaming for him to take her and wondered why he hadnât done so yet. With all the pent up need⦠the kiss was quickly turning savage.
After what seemed like an eternity, the elevator dinged causing both of them to jerk slightly at the sound.
Hyakuhei stepped back but didnât let her down. Placing his hands under her thighs, he kept her right where he needed her⦠wanted her. He carried her to the door of his penthouse suite while his lips fed off hers. Reaching around, he pressed his thumb against the small black screen next to the door. There was a beep and the door unlocked. Hyakuhei pushed the door open with his foot only to kick it shut behind them.
The interior was dark but that didnât matter. With an impatient glance⦠the fireplace lit as if obeying his command. Needing to regain his focus, Hyakuhei released her and let her legs slide down him to stand on the floor. Placing a firm hand on her shoulder to hold her still, he wanted to look at her, knowing this passion was not normal and was getting way out of control⦠on both sides.
When the woman pushed him up against the wall with more force than she should have had and started kissing him again, a growl erupted from deep in his throat and he gently shoved her against the opposite wall of the foyer⦠keeping his body only inches from hers. Her face was flushed and her hair had fallen down in disarray, leaving soft locks hanging down in her face to sway with each ragged breath they both took.
She looked like she was ready to fight him and her emerald eyes had grown stormy, making bolts of desire streak down his stomach and up his thighs as he watched her. Hyakuhei suddenly felt it in his blood⦠thumping deep under his skin. Heâd been waiting on something as long as he could remember and had now found it⦠her.
Her hands were on his black leather jacket, nearly ripping it off of him. She tossed it aside and Hyakuhei heard it hit the back of the sofa before falling to the floor. His shirt didnât last long as she ripped it open, sending buttons flying everywhere. He had a feeling he was going to need new clothing for years to come for he did not intend to let her go.
âI want you,â Kyoko urged against his lips then forcefully pushed him away as if rejecting him.
He stood to his full height as a wicked fire began to burn behind eyes of darkness. âItâs too late⦠youâre mine now.â His voice was deep as it echoed past them.
Hyakuhei wasted no time re-imprisoning her within the steel band of his arms and picked her up so she could not try that again. He felt his blood heat to a dangerous level as her legs wrapped around his waist once more.
Pushing back the urge to give her what she was asking for right there in the hallway, he carried her into the bedroom. He could taste the alcohol on her breath and wanted to kiss her so deeply that he would feel the intoxication as he drank her.
Dropping her none too gently on the bed, he stepped back as she quickly came up on her hands and knees and watched him circle the bed. Again he wondered who was stalking whom as he slowly disrobed from the little clothing sheâd left him wearing. His hands were steady⦠relentless as she followed his every movement with one of her own. He would later wonder who was undressed first.
Kyokoâs lips parted when she found herself on her back surrounded by a curtain of ebony silk as his hair swung forward around them⦠blocking all else from her view. Her hands were pinned to the mattress on either side of her as he hovered just out of her reach, making her growl up at him.
Hyakuhei took it as a sign of defiance and the alpha male in him took over wanting to dominate her completely. Placing his thigh between hers, he swiftly pushed them apart and rose up on his knees. Bringing his hands slowly down her arms and ribs, he cupped her hips and raised them high into the air, surging forward as he kissed her inner thigh in a heated trail straight to the center of her.
Kyoko screamed, the movement had been so fast and before the scream ended, her breath stilled within her burning lungs as his tongue slid upwards across the opening of her nether lips only to trail back down them a little deeper. Her hands fisted in the sheets as she arched her back even more. She panicked feeling something within her break with such force that her body vibrated from the inside as the scream came again⦠sounding more like the pinnacle between pain and pleasure.
Hyakuhei gripped her hips, wrapping his fingers