Even more shocking to him was the fact that even those ridiculous gestures had him hardening further in his dress pants. Or perhaps that was understandable, he thought in the next moment as her hands slid up his legs to clasp his butt cheeks and urge him closer. The woman was his life mate, after all . . . and naked . . . and God, she had beautiful breasts, he thought faintly, and let one of the bags fall to the bed so that he could reach for one of the enticing globes. The first brush of his fingertips over the excited nipple brought a moan from Allie even as it sent shocks of excitement through him. Magnus couldn’t resist palming the breast and squeezing eagerly.

The action made them both gasp, and then Allie turned her face and nipped at the bulge in his pants, recalling him to the issue here. She didn’t really want him. She was confusing the hunger for blood for sexual hunger, if she was even capable of thinking at this moment. He suspected she was just following her body’s urgings and it was sending her after what she wanted, but she was inexperienced and had no clue what she wanted or how to get it.

His thoughts were sent flying when she brought one hand around to squeeze his bulge, sending a jolt of need shooting through him . . . and probably herself, he realized as she squirmed on the bed and licked his bulge.

“Right,” he said firmly, and caught her chin to force her face up. “Open your mouth.”

Much to his surprise, while she appeared confused at the order, she did obey. The moment she did, he popped the bag he still held onto her fangs, and then knelt in front of her to hold it there so she didn’t pull it away.

He didn’t speak then, but simply watched her, his eyes first focused on her face as she stared at him over the bag, and then his gaze lowered, following its own course down to her breasts. One nipple was just inches from his face. It was also erect and seemed to harden even further as he peered at it. That made his mouth water and he unconsciously licked his lips.