Seamus stripped off his shirt and pants, muscles still tense and bruised from the fight. Madeline's eyes drifted over him from head to toe, a sly smirk tugging at her lips.
"What? Sexy, isn't it?" he laughed, trying to play it off.
"Hm~ I wonder." She tilted her head. "I should've let you have me from the start."
He raised a brow. "Is it that impressive?"
Madeline framed his lower half with her fingers like a camera, closing one eye in mock appraisal.
"Not bad for a human… or a vampire," she chuckled.
"I've always thought Velstrath members were all sluts anyway, since they're so rarely touched."
Seamus climbed onto the bed, leaning over her. The scent of gardenia rose from her skin as he bent to her neck and began rubbing her nipple with slow strokes, making her nipple hard.
"And?" he murmured against her skin.
"Mmm…" she exhaled softly. "I thought they wanted you because you don't have the dominant, arrogant aura most men carry."
