Provoked Lover by Zenobia Renquist
Caveat Emptor Series, Book 3
Emotions become confused when sex is the price of his protection.
After an attack that leaves Theron’s allies scattered, Sicily finds herself in the care of Lamon, a vampire who looks like he would rather kill her than protect her. The unlikely pair have to become very close because sexual energy is needed to disrupt the spell the mages are using to track Sicily. Emotions become confused as their bodies entwine. Sicily finds herself falling for man she can’t have… or can she?
Publisher: Changeling Press
Genre: Erotic Vampire Romance, Interracial
HOT (totally adult) Excerpt Ahead:
Lamon looked down at her hand and then raised his gaze to her face. “Release me.”
“Oh, like I could hold you.”
He pulled his arm away.
She said quickly, “Don’t go.”
“I need to hunt so I can feed. I will return. Don’t leave the cabin.”
She grabbed his arm again when he touched the knob. Before he could shake her off for a second time, she said, “I can feed you. Vampires don’t eat that often, right? We probably will only be here for a few days. So that’s like one or two meals for you. I can do that much at least.”
Lamon grabbed her chin with his free hand and held her as he pressed her lips to his. He swept his tongue over hers several times before pulling back. “I cannot feed from you. The disruption is wearing off. To take your blood now would mean introducing the mages’ puppet spell into my own body. They would love for that to happen.”
“What about if you disrupt it again? Could you feed from me then?”
“Are you so eager to have me embrace you again?”
“Look, you smug son of a bitch, I’m not exactly thrilled about this arrangement, either. You may be pretty to look at but your personality leaves much to be desired. I may not be as cute and compact as Ryver, but that didn’t seem to slow you down the first time. We have to have sex to keep up the disruption. You might as well do it now, and then you can eat… feed… whatever.” She crossed her arms, preparing herself to argue him down if need be.
“It’s true. You aren’t as compact as Ryver.”
“I don’t need you to agree with me.”
“I never said you weren’t cute.” He cupped her cheek as he lowered his mouth to hers. “Have you always had an inferiority complex?”
“I don’t have an inferiority complex. I’m just sick of being compared to Ryver. I’m me. She’s her. Don’t get it twisted.”
“I’ve never mistaken you for Ryver.” He maneuvered her around so she was pressed against the door.
“You said her name while having sex with me.”
“So what if I did? This is a means to an end, not a meaningful relationship. Take the pleasure I give you and leave it at that.”
“Fucking and feeding, huh?”
“Exactly.” He opened her robe and then pushed it off her shoulders.
A feather light kiss laid at the base of her throat made her heart rate quicken. A normal reaction. It was nothing more than a physiological response to well-placed stimuli. And Lamon knew how to place it very well.
He kneaded her breasts while rubbing his thumbs over her nipples. Her nipples hardened quickly, giving Lamon something to roll between his fingers. He pressed his fingers together until Sicily squeaked and tried to shift out of his grasp. He kept hold of her and continued teasing her nipples, all while wearing a smug smile.
Shifting forward, he placed his knee between her legs. Sicily moved her hips so she slid her wet pussy up and down his thigh. She would rather be moving up and down his dick, which bulged against the front of his pants.
Cupping his balls and giving a gentle squeeze, she asked, “Do you only know how to do it against walls and doors?”
“Do you ever do anything besides nag and complain?” He pulled back so he could sling her over his shoulder and then carried her to the bed.
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