Hunted By The Barbaric Vampire King

|41| ~A Smooth Criminal ~

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Beretta POV.

Sleep was hard to come by last night, thanks to Luscious. Every time that I closed my eyes I saw his naked body pressed against my naked body.

Every single time!

It took all my might to turn him down on his offer before dinner and after dinner was even worse with him constantly offering himself up for dessert. That man is the embodiment of a full-course meal. I have the slightest clue how I've managed to resist him.

However, my lack of beauty sleep is proof enough of just how hard it truly was. Even now, as I stare out of floor-to-ceiling windows watching the sunrise over Lake Tota my body is still very much calling to him. I still want to be touched by him.

The very thought of it all is driving me insane. It's torture.

My ultra-hearing picks up on predatory footsteps behind me. Very soon, the remarkable smell of rich rosewood invades my nostrils.

"You'll get the full effect of the sunrise if you were in the lake." His voice is huskier than normal. Someone slept well. That makes one of us.

"Too bad, I can't walk on water!" I murmur with a low growl.

"Someone grouchy," he notices. Yeah, I bet. That's what happens when you toss and turn all night. I have him to thank for that I think to myself before turning around to face him.

Now why would I go and do that?

His hersey-kissed eyes land on me then travel down my body and darken as they waver on my legs. Something that looks like possessiveness shines in his stare as he takes in the crimson silk robe that I'm wearing. Underneath the material, my body is as bare as it was the day that I came out of my mommy kitten. Naked.

My pulse leaps and my blood boils to be touched by him. When our eyes connect, my insides twirl from the hunger that I see on his face. The sexual tension between us is overwhelming. My eyes roam down to view his bare muscular torso before they settle on his designer boxer briefs.

My breath gets caught in my chest when my eyes finally settle on his big ass dick. Damn! He's packing. On top of that, as of right now, he's as hard as a rock. I find myself biting my lip to prevent myself from saying something absurd like breakfast is ready! Eat me.

Finally ending the sexual spell, he moves toward the center of the room and then takes a seat on the circular sofa surrounding the fire pit. My eyes briefly lock on the timber that was used to spark the fire last night. Luscious warm aroma of rich rosewood blended with notes of cedar embers invades my sense of smell. Together the scents are marvelously delicious. It's the perfect blend.

With his legs wide open, he leans back before placing his hands behind his back. His massive balls hang low, banging on the sofa like jiggle bells hanging on a Christmas tree, and here goes the sexual spell again. At this rate, I'm going to have an orgasm just from looking at him.

"See something you like?" He teases with a wolfish grin spreading across his lips, and that's all it takes for him to once again break the sexual spell.

"In your fucking dreams," I say with a roll of my eyes and then place my focus on the sun rising over the top of the lake. The sight takes my breath away. It's gorgeous, the way the golden disc renders its beauty down onto the silent water, creating an echoing pathway towards the mountain that one can only wish to walk.

"It's breathtaking," Luscious whispers in my ear now standing directly behind me. Flavorful chills travel down my spine awakened by his sudden closeness. At this point, I'm used to his king-of-the-jungle ways, always moving like a predator closing in on his prey.