My Billionaire Boss Has Fangs (A Girl’s Guide to Dating a Vampire #2) Read Online Marian Tee

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Vampires Tags Authors: Series: A Girl's Guide to Dating a Vampire Series by Marian Tee
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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37761 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
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But even so, she tried to struggle, even tried to knee him in the groin. She tried everything, and everything failed, and even worse was the way she could feel her body already weakening, the arousing heat of his powerful, hard body making her feel things she had never thought possible she would feel for any other man. God. Oh God. Was this really going to happen? Was this really supposed to happen?

Confusion was starting to make her lose focus, her body starting to tremble for another reason under the relentless force of his kiss. God. Oh God. She felt the kiss deepen, demanding control and dominion, and as his mouth finally pried her lips to fully open, his tongue immediately drove past her teeth.

Oooooooooooh.

It was like...like sorcery at work, her resistance yielding little by little under every stroke of his tongue. This kiss demanded her total submission, but at the same time it promised something else and offered a seductive glimpse of the other thing she had asked for: this man would be so good in bed...she wouldn't want the night to end.

That promise was all hers, that promise could and would come true, and all she had to do was...surrender.

Etienne sensed the exact moment Spencer yielded to his claim; it was in the way her eyes drifted close, and her body gradually softened under his. It was in the way her fists, which had earlier pounded his chest in an effort to push him off, slowly uncurled and flattened against his muscles. But most of all, it was when he settled the full, throbbing weight of his body against hers, and her head had fallen back against the pillows, and that was when he heard it: the sexiest fucking moan in the world...

Fuck, she was hot, so goddamn hot.

The urge to thrust inside of her then and there had him inhaling sharply, but he managed to hang on to his control and instead concentrated on feeding her growing need for him. His mouth on hers gentled and turned coaxing, his tongue teaching hers to move against his, and when he tested her willingness to reciprocate by sucking on her tongue, she passed with fucking flying colors, with Spencer not only sucking on his tongue back but also circling his neck with her arms as she pressed every inch of her close—-

"Aaaah." She couldn't help gasping, senses reeling at the first, intimate feel of a man's naked body against her skin. And this...this man's body, she thought dazedly, was no ordinary thing. The muscles were almost too hard, almost too perfectly sculpted, and even the very length of him seemed too much. He was so tremendously big everywhere he made her feel small and vibrantly feminine. Everything about him was just so overwhelmingly male, with the soft-slash-rough matting of hair on his chest tickling her breasts and teasing her nipples into aching, pouting tips of arousal.

His palms moved up at that moment to cover her tits, and another moan slipped past her lips as her body involuntary arched up. He palmed them good and hard, his hold on them controlling and possessive, but somehow it didn't terrify her at all, and when he squeezed her tits, even the way it hurt was good. So, so good that she could only cry out and strain against him in an effort to push her breasts deeper into his touch.

Etienne couldn't get enough of Spencer's responsiveness. She was always this snarky little bitch in his presence, even cool and contemptuous at times, but now...it was as if she had willingly turned into his own little toy to play with, and fuck if he didn't want to play with her for a long, long time.

He began tweaking her nipples, and she moaned and arched under him. Her face was a picture of helpless need, something he knew he was only able to glimpse because the darkness around them had made Spencer think she could safely abandon all of her inhibitions and let her desire take over.

It made him want to take her every expression in and commit to memory, and it was why his gaze remained trained on her face as he plumped one breast up and slowly one nipple with his tongue.

Her response was immediate, a sexy, little kittenish mewl as her body curved up towards him, and it whetted his appetite for more. He continued to tease her, circling her nipple with his tongue and scraping it with her teeth. He waited and teased until she was whimpering endlessly, and when her fingers unconsciously scratched his back, that was when he finally took the nipple into his mouth, and he began to suck.

Spencer screamed. She could no longer keep it in, the pleasure rocking her body just too, too much to absorb in passive silence. He sucked and sucked, slow and steady at first, and then harder and so forcefully that it was as if he had half of her breast inside his mouth.


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