Crimson Debt Read online

  “What if I don’t…don’t want you to pleasure me?” I moaned as his hands came up to cup and caress my bare breasts again.

  “If that is really true I will stop right now,” he murmured. “Can you prove to me that you’re serious and you don’t desire my hands and mouth on your body?”

  “How…how am I supposed to prove it?” I demanded, trying to feel irritated instead of aroused.

  “Spread yourself for me.” His hand brushed lightly over the mound of my pussy, letting me know exactly what he meant. “If you aren’t wet and ready I will let you go right now and promise not to touch you again for the rest of the night.”

  I bit my lower lip. I really didn’t want to do this—it was so damn embarrassing. Also, I was fairly sure of what he would see—I was wet and hot and ready from the way he’d healed me earlier as much as from all the kissing and stroking that was going on now. Still, maybe if I did this, if I opened myself, he would be satisfied and not make me put on any further show for him. The idea of touching myself in front of him—in front of any man—made me feel hot and cold all over with embarrassment.

  “All right,” I whispered. Reluctantly, I opened my legs, which had been tightly shut. Then, with trembling hands, I reached down and parted my pussy lips, spreading myself as Corbin had asked me, baring my innermost self to his penetrating gaze.

  We were both watching in the mirror and Corbin growled softly as I performed the intimate action he’d requested. It was a sound of pure lust and it seemed to vibrate every part of my body.

  “Beautiful,” he murmured in my ear. “Look how wet you are, Addison. You don’t really want me to stop, do you?”

  “I…I don’t know,” I said softly and it was the honest truth. I knew with every fiber of my being that I should stop this now. It was illegal and dangerous to be having sex, or semi-sex anyway, with a vampire—especially one as old and strong as Corbin. But so far he had done nothing to frighten or harm me and I couldn’t deny the sensations that rushed through my body when he touched me.

  “You may continue to think about it while you touch yourself,” he said, bringing me back down to Earth with a thump.

  “What? But…but I am touching myself,” I protested.

  “Addison…” He gave me a stern look. “You know what I mean.”

  “But it’s so embarrassing.” I met his eyes in the mirror. “Please don’t make me.” I hated to beg but I couldn’t help myself. I had never done anything half this intimate for a man before and the very idea made me feel like shriveling up and dying.

  He sighed. “You would rather I touched you without knowing what you like?”

  “I would rather you didn’t touch me at all,” I said by reflex.

  Corbin’s eyes skewered mine in the mirror. “I believe we already answered the question of whether you found my touch repulsive or not.”

  “It’s not you—it’s what you are,” I pointed out. “It’s that you’re a vamp. This isn’t safe—it isn’t even legal.”

  He shook his head. “I am aware of the implications of our actions. But vampire or not, I am going to make you come tonight. Whether or not you help me is your choice.”

  “Fine.” I lifted my chin. “I choose not.”

  “Very well.” He took my hands and put them on my thighs. “But you must guide me. Tell me what feels good as I touch you.”

  “All right…I guess.” There didn’t seem to be any way I could stop him from touching me and to be brutally honest, I was no longer sure I wanted to. The part of me that knew how dangerous what we were doing was, was slowly being consumed by pure, animal lust. It helped that he was being so gentle and hadn’t given me any reason to fear him—other than the fact that he was a super strong vamp, that was.

  “Very good,” Corbin murmured in my ear. Then he cupped my mound in the palm of his hand and just held me for a long moment while he continued to tease my nipples with his other hand.

  “What are you doing?” I was feeling hot and achy and impatient. If he was going to touch me he should just do it and get it over with, damn it!

  “Savoring the moment. Do you know that I have wanted to touch you from the moment you first walked into my club?”

  “Yeah, you pretty much made that clear.” I’d been inspecting Under the Fang for the last two years and the first time Corbin had seen me he’d made his intentions and desires known.

  “And now I finally have you in my arms.” He kissed my cheek and pressed his palm against my pussy. I wanted to say that he didn’t have me in his arms willingly, although I was no longer sure if that was true, but just then his hand began to move.

  It started as a gentle stroking motion, just enough to tease my curls and send shivers of excitement through my nerve endings. His middle finger was positioned just over my slit and when he pressed down slightly, I could almost feel him brush the sensitive bud of my clit.

  “Is this good to start with?” he murmured in my ear. “Or do you need more?”

  “More,” I whispered—I couldn’t help myself. He was driving me crazy.

  “All right.” His voice was soft and low. “I’m going to open you now, Addison. I’m going to spread you open and touch your pussy. Watch in the mirror while I stroke you.”

  “God!” I bit my lip as Corbin parted my pussy lips with his ring and index finger and began to stroke deeper into my swollen folds. I could feel the tip of his middle finger sliding gently over and around my sensitive clit and I gasped and jumped as he stroked me.

  “Too much?” he whispered, meeting my eyes in the mirror. His own face was filled with concern as much as lust. I had a sudden flash of insight into how difficult this was for him. Usually when a vamp gets horny their instincts take over. I’ve seen vamp pornos and when they’re fucking each other they show no mercy—there’s nothing soft or gentle about it. Of course, when they’re with another vampire, it doesn’t matter how rough they get. Corbin had to be going against every instinct he had to be so careful with me but to his credit, he hadn’t hurt me yet.

  “This is hard for you, isn’t it?” I murmured as he stroked into me again. “Being so careful?”

  “It is not easy,” he admitted. “But it is extremely pleasurable. You’re so soft and delicate in my arms, I love touching you as long as I know I am not hurting you.”

  “You’re not.” I gasped again as his fingertip found the side of my clit and began to stroke in a slow, steady up and down motion.

  “Didn’t I tell you I would barely touch you tonight?” Corbin whispered in my ear.

  “You did,” I said. “But this wasn’t exactly what I had…had in mind when you said it.”

  “I am glad to hear I am exceeding your expectations,” he growled softly. “Tell me, Addison, do you feel ready to have my fingers inside you?”

  I would have said no but the slow, insistent stroking along the side of my clit was making me insane. It was amazing that he was driving me crazy with such a small, simple motion but I felt like I was going to explode at any minute. I needed a break in the pleasure—a chance to catch my breath. Or maybe I just wanted to feel his fingers filling my pussy.

  “Yes,” I whispered, arching my pelvis up for him. Corbin’s hand slid lower and then I felt two long, thick fingers fill me to the hilt. I moaned as he fucked into me, taking his time with long, slow strokes that seemed designed to drive me over the edge. As he worked me, the broad palm of his hand continued to rub my sensitive clit, doubling the pleasure of being penetrated.

  The sensations were overwhelming and I closed my eyes tightly but Corbin kissed my cheek and told me to open them. “Watch yourself in the mirror, Addison,” he murmured as he thrust his fingers deep into me. “Watch me finger your soft, wet pussy. Watch me make you come.”

  I groaned and opened my eyes to watch as he commanded. What I saw in the mirror didn’t look a thing like me. Surely this moaning girl with tousled red hair who was pumping her hips in time with Corbin’s rhythm wasn’t the person I knew as myse