Dacoda sat in the cab of Andrei's rented SUV. Andrei, silent and showing none of the pa.s.sion he'd displayed with her in the woods earlier, sat beside her. She cast a brief glance at his profile. His hands rested easily on the steering wheel as he kept his gaze on the dark highway ahead. After the way he'd treated her at the rest stop before abandoning her to Evan, she'd been a fool to subject herself to his uncertain temperament again.

After f.u.c.king her until she could barely walk, he'd convinced her to return to the house, pack her suitcase and leave with him, while he sent a confused Evan on his way. He'd gotten his way and was taking her...

"Where are we going?"

"Does it matter?"

She cast her eyes upward. "So now you've had your fill of f.u.c.king me you're going to take me for granted? If that's what you're thinking-"

He cast a brief, inscrutable look at her. "It's not."

"You're sure?"

"I'm positive. Don't go all feminine and demanding on me."

"What?"

He shrugged. "Besides, who says I've had my fill of you?"

Her heart raced. "You mean it wasn't just a novelty? You still want me?"

"Why would being with you be a novelty?"

"Tat says you prefer...skinny white women. Since I'm BBW and black, f.u.c.king me-" She saw his hands tighten on the steering wheel. "Tat talks too d.a.m.ned much about my business."

"Isn't it true?"

"My s.e.xual preferences are none of your d.a.m.ned business. Don't think a few f.u.c.ks give you the right to pry into my personal life."

She shook her head. "You are one d.a.m.ned piece of work, Andrei. Why the h.e.l.l did I ever allow you to send Evan away?"

"Probably because I have a much bigger d.i.c.k."

She slumped back in her seat, her cheeks burning. "Is that all you think of me, Andrei?" He swore softly. Although he kept his gaze on the road ahead, his right hand left the wheel to rest against her knee. "No."

She pushed his hand away. "The more time I spend with you, the less I like you."

"What the h.e.l.l is that supposed to mean?"

"It means you're a pretty package, but you have no substance. Why should I waste my time with you when there are available men like Evan who are just as pretty but aren 't inclined to treat me like s.h.i.t?"

"Evan." He growled the name. "You have a thing for white men?"

"I have a thing for men who know how to treat me with respect."

"I respect you," he muttered.

"Really? Well, until you learn how to show this so-called respect of yours, stay the h.e.l.l away from me."

"If you think I'm going to allow you to take up with that dumb blond, you'd better think again."

"I'll take up with whoever the h.e.l.l I like."

His head whipped around. She found herself staring into his glowing eyes. He bared his incisors. "The h.e.l.l you will."

"f.u.c.k off!"

"Any man dumb enough to touch you will soon learn the folly of f.u.c.king with the property of a full-blood vampire."

"f.u.c.k you, Andrei."

He laughed. "You already did that... several times." He drove onto the shoulder of the highway, put on his parking brake and reached across the seat for her. "Would you like to do it again?"

She slapped his hands away. "If you think you're putting that oversized pole of yours in me again-"

He pressed a finger against her lips to silence her and gazed into her eyes. "I am definitely going to put it in you again and again. You're fooling yourself if you think you're going to be able to say no to me when I want you."

The confidence in his voice annoyed the h.e.l.l out of her. She pushed his finger away from her lips. "You are an insufferable b.a.s.t.a.r.d and I'll be d.a.m.ned if I let you touch me again."

He laughed again and leaned over to press a long, demanding kiss against her lips. She curled her hands into fists to keep from parting her lips and linking her arms around his neck.

He slid a hand down her stomach, under her dress, to cup her bare p.u.s.s.y. "We both know that this p.u.s.s.y belongs exclusively to me." He stroked his thumb against her c.l.i.t, while sliding two fingers into her suddenly wet slit. Despite her efforts to appear unmoved, she parted her thighs, giving him greater access.

"This is my p.u.s.s.y and I will enjoy it as often as I like." He nibbled at her lips, sending tingles of l.u.s.t all through her. "This is my p.u.s.s.y and I don't share."

She drew back against her seat, shoving against his shoulder. "That's not what I hear."

"Listening to everything Tat tells you is only going to get your a.s.s spanked," he warned as he pinched her c.l.i.t and withdrew his fingers from her. Locking his gaze with hers, he sucked his fingers. "We're going to spend the night at this little cabin Tat and I sometimes use. I plan to spend the entire night f.u.c.king you by the light of the moon."

Her stomach muscles clenched and she closed her eyes on a wave of l.u.s.t. She felt his lips brushing against her cheek. She opened her eyes and turned to look at him. "I want you to take me home."

"The only place I'm taking you tonight is to paradise." He licked the side of her neck before sliding back into his seat. He started the SUV and pulled back onto the road.

They rode in silence for several minutes before he reached for her hand. When he'd captured it, he placed it over his c.o.c.k. Recalling the combination of pain and pleasure she'd received on the end of his thick shaft, she shuddered. What was the point of pretending she wasn't going to throw her legs open and eagerly wait to be nearly split in two when he wanted some more p.u.s.s.y?

She unzipped his pants and slipped her hand inside. When they'd dressed, he hadn' t put his briefs back on. Sighing with resignation, she closed her fingers around his warm flesh. Eventually, she was going to have to taste the hot length pulsing against her fingers.

"That's more like it," he told her.

"Shut the f.u.c.k up, you overconfident b.a.s.t.a.r.d."

He laughed, spreading his legs further.

She slid her fingers down to brush her nails gently against his b.a.l.l.s. "Who were you with?"

"What?" He sounded surprised.

"Who were you with?"

"When?"

"When you left me?"

"What makes you think I was with anyone?" he asked.

She gave a gentle squeeze against his c.o.c.k. "I know you were with another woman. You f.u.c.ked her... didn't you?"

"I haven't said I was with anyone."

"I know you were."

"How?" He sounded annoyed. He closed his fingers over her wrist and tugged.

She resisted his efforts to pull her hand out of his pants. "I don't know how I know, but it was probably the same way I knew you were watching in the woods, even though I didn't hear you approach. I know you've been with another woman. Did you enjoy f.u.c.king her?"

"How do you know I f.u.c.ked her?"

"You were so tense when you dumped me on Evan."

"Let's not have any revisionist history. I didn't dump you. You insisted I leave you with him."

"Whatever. When you arrived earlier this afternoon, most of your tension had dissipated. Now answer my question."

"How do you know I didn't use my hands?"

"I know you didn't, so answer my question, dammit. Did you enjoy f.u.c.king her?"

"Yes. Satisfied?"

"Did you enjoy it more than being with me?"

"If I had, I wouldn't be here with you, would I? I'd be f.u.c.king her in the moonlight."

"Are you going to go on seeing her?"

"Who I see is none of your business."

Resisting the urge to give his c.o.c.k and b.a.l.l.s a vicious pinch, she s.n.a.t.c.hed her hand out of his pants. "It is if you expect to spend the night f.u.c.king me. If you think I'm going to allow you to f.u.c.k every skinny blonde in sight while I'm supposed to sit and wait for you to want me again, you must have gotten a hold of some tainted blood. If you want this p.u.s.s.y exclusively you'd better act like it, or you might not be the only one to have a preference for blonds."

He didn't respond.

She smiled, feeling her confidence reemerging. "What's the matter, Andrei, cat got your tongue?"

She watched his fingers tightening on the steering while. "So? When are you going to break it off with her?"

"Don't you push me any further, Dacoda."

"Or what? What will you do? Tell Tat on me?"

To her surprise, he threw back his head and laughed. "You're going to drive me nuts in no time, you shameless alley cat."

"Maybe so, but I'm thinking you're going to enjoy the trip to Looneyville-I know I intend to."

He sighed.

"So? Are you going to stop seeing her?"

"I don't know."

"I do. It's her or me. You're not having us both."

"I can have anything I want, Dacoda, and I don't see what you can do to stop me."

"Fine. You have her and I'll have Evan."

"You keep seeing him and you'll get that dumb blond killed."

"You wouldn't dare."

He turned his head and stared at her. "Oh yes I would."

A chill danced down her spine. "Have you...ever killed anyone?"

"I'm an over-three-hundred-year-old vampire used to getting what I want. What do you think?"

She licked her lips. "How...many people have you killed, and under what circ.u.mstances?"

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"Yes." Her voice quivered on the word.

"All you need to know for now, Dacoda, is that I will never kill you. If you try me, I might kill your lovers, but I won't ever harm you physically."

"But-"

"Let that be enough for now, Dacoda. I'm a vampire and I've done many things of which you would not approve. h.e.l.l, I've done things of which I don't even approve. However, I have never intentionally hurt any woman who gave me her heart."

"Heart?" She forced a laugh. "Who said anything about my heart? I'll give you my p.u.s.s.y and maybe even my a.s.s. But my heart? Don't count on getting that, Andrei."

"If all I wanted from you was p.u.s.s.y, I could get that anywhere. I've yet to meet a woman I couldn't have. I wouldn't need to take your sa.s.s if all I wanted was a willing p.u.s.s.y to f.u.c.k."

Her heart raced. She moistened her lips. "So...you want more?"

"Isn't that what I just said?"

"Yes," she admitted, feeling bemused. "Just how much more than p.u.s.s.y do you want from me?"

"Don't push it, Dacoda. I've made all the admissions I intend to make for the moment."