Every word he said seemed to be a curse at something or other. Mitch, who was also a heavy drinker. His words were slured and almost always not unders...tood. Then Sam who was prettier than any man Mark had ever seen and had the eye of ever women in the place. Finally there was Shasta. He was he captain that Mark had met in the maze and he was only a year older than Mark at 17. The man had piercing green eyes and exotic looking black hair that he kept at shoulder length. Everything about him was. I turn my head away. “Don’t touch me! I will never be yours!” “Yes you will. And as far as who I am, my name is Mick. I’m a vampire and …your lifemate.” There is a subtle evil tone to his voice and I can tell he’s smiling. “Fighting me will not solve anything. It will only make things harder for you.” I ask, “Why? Why me? What do you want with me?” “I’ve been hunting you, following your every move; day after day.” He trails his finger down my face towards my neck. “So soft. You’re like the. She grinded her hips down hard against him, rocking back and forth in a steady rhythm, feeling herself drawing close and closer to the edge. He gripped his hands tighter in her hair, his hips pumping up underneath her as she pushed herself down onto the length of his cock. She felt him come first, felt his body shuddering beneath her and the familiar sensation of warmth spreading inside her. She kept moving over him as she climaxed, her whole body tightening against him as she came, her hips. "Were you tempted? Too nervous to act on your instincts?"She shook her head again. "I just ... I dunno ... I guess it wasn't the time or place." Tell me about it. If you'd like."She'd never imagined just talking could make her slit ache and flush with syrup, but the lilting feel of calm in his voice was making every part of her body burn. There was so much she wanted to tell him, but she was still afraid of her own thoughts and feelings. She was afraid of triggering the wrong kind of change in.