A Taste of Temptation

Gulping loudly Harper stared at the burger Kiev placed on the fold out table in front of her moments ago. In different circumstances she would have dove for the warm tender meat in a heartbeat. Her stomach rumbled at the thought, reminding her she hadn't had anything to eat in hours.

Biting her bottom lip Harper sneaked a peek at Kiev who seemed relaxed leaning back against the leather seat, one arm draped casually over her seat, watching her internal debate. Only minutes after the car pulled away from White Castle did Kiev pull the burger and soda out of nowhere -literally. He placed it before her without a word and sat back with a sly smirk. That same smirk is what caused her hesitation now. What if it was poison?

I don't care if it's oozing out toxins, eat it! A voice shouted in her head. It was the same voice that controlled the sounds her belly was making. She was hungry but was it worth dying over?

Groaning inward Harper turned her gaze back to the burger, the aroma of cheese melting over tender warm meat filled her nostrils. Damn. She thought as her fingers flexed already to grab it. Reluctantly she lifted the still warm burger to her mouth, pausing in mid bite to turn towards Kiev. Slouched lazily next to her he waved for her to continue, his full lips twitching in amusement.

Harper hated the pleasure he took in this, it crossed her mind to shove the burger in his mouth to test her poison theory. Her stomach growled its disagreement, there was no need to waste good food. Besides she was starving and mostly likely going to die because of it. Taking an unladylike bite Harper chewed slowly, searching for an unusual taste but couldn't find it. The longer she chewed the more her defenses crumbled and her taste buds began savoring the burger. Despite telling herself to remain in control of the situation she dove in for another bite and moaned in delight.

"Was that so hard?" Kiev taunted.

With narrowed eyes she turned away from him and swallowed the mouthful without chewing. She winced as the barely chewed meat went down painfully. Regretting the action she reached for the soda as Kiev's chuckles filled the small space.

Ignoring the tingling in her lower abdomen she set him with another glare "Did you expect me to trust you wouldn't try poisoning me?" she asked with a raised brow.

His broad shoulders rolled in a lazy shrug before he replied "Maybe, but don't you think if I wanted to hurt you I would have by now?"

  Dropping his arm from behind her he leaned forward, one hand on his knee, the other resting on the small of her back. Despite telling herself not to react she stiffened at his touch. A small smile stretched his lips indicating he noticed her reaction to the simple contact. Gliding his hand down her back he slid it across her hips and over the top of her jean cladded thigh.

"If I wanted to harm you I've had better opportunities than handing you a piece of meat." he sneered. The warmth from his palm seeped through her jeans as he slowly slid it up toward her center. She gulped nervously and met his gaze only to have wished she hadn't. The dark orbs held no indication of danger but drowned with lust so dark and alluring Harper knew she would be sucked in to their depths.

  Leaning his face closer to her he continued in a hushed whisper "I've been closer to you before. Inside you, over you..."

Her throat felt dry, her lower belly clenching at his words as his hand cupped her womanhood. With her eyes still locked with his Harper felt the familiar daze that came with Kiev's presences settle over her. The burger in her hands forgotten as a new hunger clawed at her from the inside. Her lips parted as his grip on her tightened, his thumb pressing down hard on her pearl.

"On my knees tasting the sweetness your pleasure provided. With my tongue between your folds and my head cradled by your soft thighs as they pressed me closer to your core. Silently begging for me to give you more pleasure, whimpering as I led you to the edge of euphoria..."

  A soft moan sounded in the car and for a brief moment Harper didn't realize it was her until Kiev's mouth pulled into a knowing smirk. "That's when I could harm you, while you claw at my back begging for me to continue, screaming in relief as I make you orgasm over my mouth, my cöck or my hand."

  Her throat went dry, her hands trembling as she leaned away from the warmth of his breath and quickly clamped her thighs shut. Despite her hampering heart Harper turned away from him as liquid heat pooled between her legs at the image that formed in her mind. With the vivid image came the tingles as she recalled the shattering örgasm only moments ago. Her fingers clenched causing her nails to bit into the burger as her muscles clenched at the reminder of Kiev being on his knees before her. Gulping nervously she faced the window hating her inability to responded. How could she with her body reacting so wantonly at a mere mention of Kiev and sëx.

  His amused laugh filled her ears and it took all her willpower not to punch him out of frustration. Instead she shot him an icy stare and said in a clipped tone "You forgot the fries."

   When the car came to a stop Harper had long ago finished her meal and had decided to ignore Kiev no matter how many times he attempted to capture her attention. In Kiev terms that meant sliding his hands across her body, a knowing look in his eyes when her body's resolve softened with enough encouragement. She tried that much she could say, although she didn't do much resisting. At first she turned away from him intending to ignore his wondering hand but the more she tried the harder it became. He wore her down with every touch of his skillful hands. In minutes Harper was whimpering and burning with the desire he started. Much to her relief the car stopped and so did his conquest to grab her attention.

  Stepping out into the cool night air Harper stared at the long line of club goers circling the block in wonder before tilting her head up to see just which club he brought her to.

"Oh no." She muttered under her breath as she recognized the name. Sinful.

Sinful was infamous in the immortal world for being the best club for all creatures to go and do what they do. Unlike the other supernatural clubs Sinful didn't allow any humans in its doors. It was designed specifically for the darkest creatures of the night to retreat, to be themselves without outing what they were. A haven for all supernatural creatures. That wasn't what had Harper stepping backwards. Oh no she had her share of going to clubs like this in the past when she still wore the huntress title with pride. It was one of her favorite hobbies at the time but that wasn't the issue. The issue was walking in the highly buzzed about club with Kiev.

Although she was positive no hunters would be here tonight many other creatures would be. Creatures that would know who she was, know who Kiev was. Without a doubt in her mind Harper knew the information would find its way to her father, the other hunters and their policy on hunters interacting with demons was not pleasant to say the least.

"I'm not going in there."

Her refusal to enter didn't seem to surprise Kiev as he stood at her side. He turned to her "Afraid of getting caught?" he asked with one brow cocked.

Swallowing down the nerves chewing at her insides Harper met his gaze, shocked to see no amusement or joking in his expression. He seemed rather serious although the question was meant to be a taunt. Maybe he pitied her?

"If I am spotted with you..."

"Your people will have you tortured before sentencing you to death. I know." He said without his signature smirk or any teasing in his tone.

"Then you know I won't go in there." Harper added in a hushed tone.

"I know you will go in."

"You just said it yourself if I go in there..."

"If they recognize you." he interrupted.

Shaking her head Harper started to ask what he meant when a commotion from the crowd waiting to enter the club caught her attention. A couple laughing a few feet from where she stood, they didn't look in her direction yet she still felt uneasy. Her breath caught in her throat as she quickly scanned the faces of the loud crowd hoping no one she knew was amongst them. When she was satisfied none of the faces seemed familiar amongst the crowd Harper turned back to Kiev.

Taking a cautious step towards him she felt her fear oozing to the surface as she looked over her shoulder before speaking. "Even if no one knows me they'll smell my blood, they'll know what I am."

Kiev leaned in closer, his eyes taking a darker hue and seeming more unholy the longer she stared into them. "Didn't I tell you I wouldn't harm you?" he said flatly.

"Actually you said you could have harmed me anytime you wanted." Harper corrected.

A muscle in his jaw ticked in annoyance but could he blame her? She was literally about to walk to her death. It didn't matter that her father was a high leader of one of the largest clans of hunters in the world. The hunters would feel she betrayed her kind and see to it that she was punished, whether it was under their law or outside of it. She shuddered at the thought.

Wrapping her arms around her midsection she shook her head as if to shake the thought away "I'm leaving."

Kiev caught her elbow catching her by surprise. Starting at his hand on her bare skin she shook her head as she met his gaze. The grim expression he wore had her wondering what caused it. Was it the fact that she was disobeying him once again? Or the fact that she was doing it openly in front of his peers? It was faint but Harper could sense some demons amongst the crowd outside. Sparing a quick glance over his shoulder Harper caught a few sets of eyes in their direction.

"I'm not doing this with you right now." She muttered and shook his hand away. Truth was she couldn't, not without risking someone outing her.

"Wait."

The single word caused her to pause, not because it was a command or that he had stepped forward as a precaution. Harper remained in place because of the underlying plea in his voice. It was faint and for a moment she was sure it was her imagination until his hand lifted.

Her skin prickled with goosebumps as his fingers glided across her cheek bone. His touch remained light as he slid his fingertips down the side of her face. Harper's lips parted in an attempt to ask what it was he was doing when the heat of his touch caused her skin to tingle. Any words she had died on her tongue as the warmth swirled across her skin, just barely grazing the surface. His fingers left her skin burning, imprinted by his touch. She realized she should have stopped him yet she remained hypnotized by the liquid heat spreading like wild fire.

"What are you doing?" She managed to choke out at last.

Kiev didn't reply, his fingers now at the corner of her mouth, his other hand pressing against the small of her back. She shivered, the hand on her back bringing the same intense heat. Harper swallowed hard, the action itself proving more difficult than usual. She didn't understand what he was doing, gliding his hand over her body, his fingers caressing the soft features of her face with such tenderness Harper forgot her fear of being recognized. Her fears and thoughts faded away as her mind focused solely on his scorching touch.

It was like being burned without the agony, yet the prickling against her skin was there. The heat licked at the surface just barely sinking below. Running her tongue across her bottom lip Harper felt a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach as she looked up. The dark pools that were his eyes beckoned for her to surrender, slowly pulling her towards the unknown. She wasn't fighting it. The realization hit her as she felt herself leaning into his touch, resting her cheek against his palm.

Sighing under her breath Harper was surprised when he didn't smirk or comment on her reaction. His expression was one she didn't see often. His eyes were dark pools of pure oil, shimmering with the danger that lay below, his full lips pressed firmly together, his brows pulled together in what she assumed was concentration. That was a different side of Kiev.

Rubbing the pad of his thumb across her bottom lip Kiev halted before pulling away. "There, now no one will know it's you."

Blinking in confusion Harper shook her head when she felt a cool softness press against her cheekbones. With both hands Harper touched her face shocked to find a satin mask covering the majority of her face. She ran her fingers over the smooth surface before she recalled he had his hand on her back as well. Reluctantly she glanced down at herself and gasped.

Gone were the comfortable jeans and old cotton shirt, in their place Harper had a deep purple satin shift dress with black lace at the hem, a pair of black heels replaced her comfy sneakers. The cool fabric brushed against her skin as she took a step back. When had he done this? Did anyone see her naked? Darting her eyes around them Harper spotted no crowd whispering or wondering eyes although she did catch the bouncer staring in their direction. Did he see anything?

"They're enchanted to conceal your identity, you'll be safe inside." Kiev said interrupting her thoughts.

Dubious she shrunk behind him in the hopes of remaining hidden from sight. "My blood..."

"Smells of sage." he said. "The burger I gave you was laced with sage to mask your scent."

The idea of Kiev planning to keep her identity safe seemed odd. Harper didn't know what to think of his careful planning mainly because her mind was racing to understand what it was he had done to her moments ago. She didn't know what it was he did but what she knew for sure was it was his doing. It was like being under a trance. She could still feel his fingers on her skin, feel the heat they left in their wake. A trail of fire. Shaking away the thought Harper glanced down at herself once more before turning to Kiev.

"As far as anyone knows you are my entertainment for the night." He answered the question in her eyes. Taking her hand in his he tucked it in the crook of his arm and flashed her a devilish smile, reminding her of who he was. "Shall we."

It wasn't a question nor did he wait for her response as he started forward with her in tow. With her heart hampering wildly against her rib cages she followed like a lamb being walked to the slaughterhouse. This would lead to her death unless- unless Kiev was telling the truth. Titling her head up she studied his pearly smirk as they arrived in front of the bouncer who nodded at Kiev before narrowing his eyes at her. Her breath caught for those few seconds, worried he had spotted her when he nodded in her direction and lifted the velvet rope.

Harper released her breath as they walked through the threshold where another pair of security guards stood dressed in black from head to toe with their hands behind them, beady black eyes following their every movement, their features void of any emotion. It was like staring at a boulder. The man on the left shifted to the right, stepping out from the entrance.

"Your brother was in earlier searching for you, sir." The one on the right said in a deep voice that sent chills to run down her spine.

Harper perked at the information and turned to Kiev who's cocky, cool demeanor hadn't shifted for a second, except... except there was a small tick in his jaw. Maybe Kiev wasn't as cool and collected as she thought.

"Send word to him that I'll stop by later tonight." Kiev responded and led her through the long cascading curtains hanging above.

The curtains brushed against her bare skin, sliding over her body as a soft whisper sounded around them. A magical barrier. Lifting her hand she ran her fingers through the cool mist of air as it circled her body. Like raindrops each inch of fabric slid over her, molding her shape before a soft whisper rang in her ear. With that the curtains fell limp, returning to their camouflaged state. This was why Sinful was the hot spot for all super naturals, no human could ever get through this much security. Two wolves on the outside sniffing any ounce of human blood, two phantoms on the inside detecting any potion that might have been used to get past the wolves and the magical barrier. No matter what magic was used you could never get past the barrier if you didn't belong to the supernatural world. It was a mix of special magic witches created for all creatures to use when they wanted a little privacy from humans.

   They stepped into the balcony that hung over the over crowded dance floor. Stepping forward Harper's gaze swept over the burgundy walls draped with satin curtains that were pinned at each corner, over the many guest lounging on the red leather couches spread alongside the railing, across the club to where the bar was crawling with different species sipping on anything from a simple martini to a experimental potion.

"Come on." Kiev lead her down the spiral stairway, leading her to a champagne framed door at the bottom. Hesitantly she followed him into the dimly lit room, uncertain of what she was walking into. It could be a VIP room or a trap either way she couldn't run. Where would she go anyway? She couldn't flee without outing herself as a huntress.

   As they made their way further into the room Harper's eyes adjusted to the red lighting and could now make out the silhouettes. "What is this?" she asked

Only a hand full of people were there, all sitting on the leather curved seats with a drink in hand. A sense of dread overcame her as a woman turned in their direction and smiled. Remaining unaffected on the outside she followed Kiev to their seats noting she was the only semi nude one in the room. Gulping down the terror of being exposed Harper scanned the room to the best of her ability which didn't seem to difficult. Other than their seats there wasn't much in here, a large stage lay before them with a burgundy fainting couch the middle, to the left of the stage was two pairs of silver pole and at the farthest point of the room was a set of long sheer beaded curtains.

Her stomached knotted as she pieced together what she was in for. Another show. Leaning closer to Kiev she whispered hoping no one else could hear her. "If you think I'm stilling here while you and your prevented friends jack off to a strip tease you have got another thing coming."

"We aren't watching a show." he replied coolly

Puzzled by his response Harper met his gaze hoping to find a clue as to what he was talking about when a single violet light flashed across the miniature stage. A wave of excitement filled the room as a woman dressed in a full leather bodysuit stepped out from behind the sheer curtains. She smiled almost as if she could feel their excitement, her cool blue eyes scanning the room almost like a predator would. Her bright red lips spread as her eyes fell on Kiev, her own excitement flashing in her cool blue eyes as she reluctantly turned her gaze back to the crowd.

"Welcome to tonight's show, we have something special planned." she spoke, her velvety voice carrying around the room despite her low tone.

Harper set Kiev with an icy glare that he ignored, his lips twitching upwards was the only sign that he did in fact see her glare. He lied, Harper thought angrily. Knowing she could do nothing about it at the moment Harper crossed her arms over her chest childishly. The room erupted into another fit of clapping.

"As you all know we have a special guest with us tonight, the very owner and founder of this great club Kiev."

Another round of applause sounded as all eyes quickly turned to Kiev, who raised a single hand up, one corner of his mouth tilting up into a crooked smirk. Shocked, Harper stared at him dumbfounded as he turned to look at her stunned expression. His dark eyes glimmered with mischief as he winked at her. Too far into her thoughts she ignored the action.

Kiev owned this place! This club that was internationally famous for its high security and almost nonexistent rules. The very club that she had yearned to go to in her youth but had never had the courage to. This was a big lead, she thought. Before Harper couldn't figure anything about Kiev because there was nothing to go on, not even a last name but this? An entire club, an infamous club under his name meant she just found her first solid led not to mention her theory that Kiev was high up in the demon world was correct.

"Kiev." the mysterious woman in leather rolled his name on her tongue and turned to fully to face him with a heated look in her eyes. Harper felt her stomach churn in disgust, could this woman be anymore obvious?

"He has set something special for tonight's show. A once in a lifetime act that will both leave you hot under the collar and yearning to be on this stage." she continued with a wink. "Ladies and gentlemen I present to you tonight's show."

With that the woman stepped off of the stage much to Harper's content, she didn't what it was but something about the woman bothered her. To her left Kiev stood up to his full height and held his hand out for Harper to take. Hesitant to follow him anywhere else Harper glanced around them and saw all eyes in the room on them. She knew all too well not to create a scene now, not with all this attention on them. Reluctantly she placed her hand in his larger one and stood so she was at his side.

"Are you ready?" Kiev asked as he took a step forward.

"For what?"

"The show." He answered simply as he continued towards the stage with Harper following unknowingly.

  Puzzled by his contradiction Harper hadn't realized they were by the stage until Kiev lifted her onto the small wooden platform. Glancing down at the  floor beneath her feet Harper lifted her gaze up to Kiev who's expression as usually gave no indication of what he was thinking. Determined to find an answer Harper turned to the crowd and only than did the mysterious woman's words sink in as she looked at the eager expression of the small audience. Shaking her head in denial Harper only than realized she was the only one dressed like a burlesque girl. That explained why the woman earlier was gawking at her, she knew what Harper was. Tonight's entertainment.

  Lifting her chin she looked him dead in the eye, her stomach churning with disgust when he confirmed her theory with a nod. Snatching her hand away Harper took a step back. "I won't do this." she whispered knowing she wouldn't have much choice here.

This was his turf, literally.  Anything she did could put her on death row with the hunters but the alternative was selling herself to the devil himself and entertaining the room full perverts looking to get off at her expense. She couldn't do this, wouldn't lose the remainder of dignity by doing this.  By becoming another one of Kiev's whores. 

Aren't you already? A small voice sneered in disgust.

"It's not what you're thinking. You'll be doing nothing but lying on the couch." He motioned to the fainting couch less than a foot away.

Bile rose in her throat at the image of lying on her back allowing Kiev to publicly humiliate her in front of his peers. To do what he has countless times before. She wouldn't allow him the satisfaction of stripping her of her self worth by fücking her in front of these strangers.

"No way in hell am I doing this." She hissed and turned to march off the stage when she felt his hands on her elbows. The cool touch of his shadowed hands sent a shiver down her spine but couldn't erase her uneasiness. Slipping away from the cool long fingers Harper remained firm on her choice to leave.

"I'm not asking you, I'm telling you to come to me." Kiev ordered in a voice so velvety and sharp it cut through her resolve.

  To her shock she had already turned to face Kiev, her legs closing the gap between them in seconds. Her throat burned with anger, eyes prickling with tears of shame as he took her hand and led her to the couch in silence. Clenching her jaw Harper turned to the small group watching them noticing the excitement on their faces as Kiev sat her on the plush seat. Placing her hands on her lap Harper pressed her lips firmly together, intending to keep her head held high through whatever devious plans he had in store for her.

All those eyes watching her in unmasked eagerness, awaiting her next movement. The energy in the room crowded Harper, the yearning in their identical expression caused her shoulders to sag in dread. It was as if everyone in the room knew what was going to happen but her.

  Kiev took the seat beside her, resting his hand over her clasped ones. Despite his close proximity she avoided turning to meet his gaze, fearing what she'd find in his ever changing eyes.

"Relax." He whispered, his free hand cupping the side of her face. The tender touch could almost be considered as a lovers gentle touch except it wasn't. It was Kiev.

Schooling her expression Harper continued to stare at the crowd, ignoring the caressing hand on her cheek. She couldn't give in to him. Steeling her will Harper was determined to shut him out.

  Sensing the sudden change Kiev tssked, his voice creeping closer to her ear. When had he gotten so close? "Don't be like this." he whispered for her ears only. "Just relax and let me do all the work."

Her brows pulled together, puzzled by his choice of words she turned her face slightly to the side to ask what he meant. Their eyes met and Harper knew without a doubt that that was a mistake. His pitch black eyes glimmered, the darkness alluring and mysterious as it beckoned her to come closer. Daring her to cross the line of insanity and indulge in the pleasure he provided. His gaze was like a siren's song, calling her to her doom. Her throat felt dry as she became aware of his hand on her face, her shoulders relaxed as his index finger traced her jawbone. Only now did Harper really notice Kiev beside her. The irresistible Kiev that could manipulate her body and mind. The one that has seduced countless other women before. The sinful demon that could have even the purest of nuns on her knees begging for his touch.

  To her dismay Harper felt her will fading away, the reasons Harper had against cooperating with Kiev long gone as she continued to stare into the endless pools that were his eyes. The darkness calling her name, inviting her to do what she dared not to.  Leaning against his touch Harper didn't realize she was closing the small gap between them until Kiev spoke, his warm breath fanning across her face.

"Lean back." he instructed

Nodding in response Harper lowered her body against the plush couch beneath her, never pulling her gaze from his. Removing his hand from her face Kiev lowered himself over her, his expression an unreadable mask as he pressed himself to her side. Harper could feel every inch of his lean body, the hard ridges against her soft curves, the heat radiating from him and seeping against her.

The room had grown silent as all eyes watched the scene before them.  It could have been an entire stadium full of people watching them and Harper wouldn't have noticed. Just as he had done outside of the club Kiev made the rest of the world disappear. No one existed in this fantasy he had dragged her into. It was just them, surrounded by pitch black,  bottomless pools of darkness. Her brain had ceased its argument against this, silenced as her body took the leader role.

  Lifting her arm Harper noted how difficult the action was, her arm felt heavy as she struggled to touch him. Her fingers ached to touch the perfection that was his face. Why hadn't she noticed just how irresistible he looked before?

   Aside from his hypnotizing gaze Kiev had other admirable traits that she hadn't quite noticed before this moment. His lips for instance were an artist dream. The two full pink lips weren't identical, the bottom lip being slightly more full. His mouth shaped in a pouty bow shape that most men wouldn't have. Most men she dated had a thin, hardness to their mouth which Harper had usually preferred but now she didn't quite feel the same. Kiev's lips were soft, full and much more demanding than any other man's lips that she had kissed before.

"Beautiful..." she muttered as the tips of her fingers grazed his bottom lip. Her head felt light as she tilted it to one side to get a better look at Kiev.

  Carefully she traced his mouth noting the softness beneath her fingers. Like stroking the inside of a rose, she thought. Lifting her chin higher Harper felt her lips graze his jaw, the touch so feather like she thought she imagined it.

Her eyelids felt droopy, her thoughts incoherent as she met his stern gaze. The corners of her lips twitched into a smile at the serious expression on his face. It was as if they had switched personalities. She was the one smirking or at least she thought she was, it was difficult to tell what her body was doing it was like being in a dream. Or floating under water.

One thing she could feel was the heat radiating from Kiev. Her eyes dropped to his lips, where her fingers continued to stroke his bottom lip. She stared at him, transfixed with what she hadn't noticed before or what she refused to notice before. Kiev was beautiful -no handsome. No he was more than that he was temptingly handsome and dangerously sexy from his sharp jaw and full pink lips to his piercing dark eyes that could lure in even the most chaste of souls. He was a creature of temptation, a creation of sin and one hell of a kisser.

  As the thought crossed her mind Harper felt her stomach clench reminding her of their intimate position.  "Are you going to kiss me or what?" she asked breathlessly.

His lips parted in what she assumed was a reply. She didn't wait for his response or even cared to hear it. Tilting her head up she brushed her lips across his, her hand that was tracing his mouth now cupped his jaw. Kiev's mouth moved against hers without hesitation. The soft, long stroke of his lips had her stomach clenching. Even his kisses seemed sensual and arousing as hell!

One arm snaked around her waist and the other hand gripped the back of her head. His fingers weaved through her hair, tugging on the long strands so her head tilted back allowing for his mouth cover every inch of hers. Her lips curved in delight as he thrust his hips down to hers, his erection pressing down on her humming core. A soft mewl passed her lips as his hips rolled over hers, a tease like grind that had her nerves buzzing with anticipation. Sliding her hand below his strong jawline and across his warm neck, Harper felt the small hairs at the nape of his neck with the tips of her fingers.

Gripping the short hairs Harper parted her lips, her tongue tracing his lower lip asking for invitation. She craved more than just a simple brush of his lips and inmate grind of his hips. Oh no Harper wanted all the dirty, sensual, nasty things this man could do to her not this pg 13 version.

"Stop fücking around..." Harper mumbled against his lips when he didn't allow her entrance. "Kiss me right." she added harshly.

What she expected was a forceful kiss mostly tongue and hands gripping at her brèasts, butt, anything he could reach. But as usual Kiev took her by surprise when he ripped his mouth away from hers. Chest heaving Harper glared at him in frustration at his lack of participation when his deep laugh filled her ears.

Her brows pulled together as she saw the mischievous glint in his forest green eyes "You want me to kiss you right?" he asked, a wide grin on his face.

Nodding Harper opened her mouth when Kiev slid down her body, slithering like a snake until his head reached her pelvis. She moaned, his large hands pushing the satin fabric up above her breàsts exposing her perk nubs. The cool air brushed against her warm skin like a lovers kiss causing her skin to break out in goosebumps. Harper lifted her head off the velvet couch as Kiev's hot breath fanned across her navel area.

Every cell in her body tinged with anticipation, her fingers weaved through his dark silky hair, her eyes trained on his full lips as they slowly descended lower and lower. Her mouth felt dry as the cool touch of his extended hands cupped her exposed brèasts, his thumbs brushing her pebbled tips. Her fingers tightened in his hair as his hot, wet mouth pressed against her pelvis bone.

His full lips sucking on the skin before lifting. "Is this better?" He asked as his mouth dropped lower, just above her most womanly area.

Harper shivered, a soft moan bubbling from her lips "Much..." She managed to mumble just before his hot mouth slanted over her lower lips successfully stealing the breath from her lungs.

Much like the first time he fücked her Kiev wasn't gentle nor coy. With his lips open wide he kissed her below as he would her mouth. Sucking her tender flesh as his tongue traced her sensitive, swollen pearl. The demanding brush of his luscious lips reminding her this was no amateur. Her lower abdominal clenched as her cünt dripped with arousal. Throwing her head back in abandoned pleasure Harper gasped, her entire body trembling as his tongue parted her silky, wet folds. She arched her back as he darted his tongue with just enough force to touch her core but not enter her.

   Frustrated Harper lifted her hips upwards hoping to force his tongue further when he ducked his head out of reach. The action caused her to groan and tighten her grip on his hair and tug him closer to her wet folds. Kiev tssked, his hot breath fanning the heated skin of her thighs.

"Are you hungry for me?" he asked, his voice heavy with amusement.

  Growling Harper released her grip on his hair and slapped the top of his head with enough force to cause his head to bobble forward. Noticing his head was between her creamy thighs and directly in front of her sèx Harper decided to take advantage of the situation. Clamping her thighs around the sides of his head, she locked her ankles together and thrust her hips upwards forcing her wet channel up to his mouth.

  She felt his lips spread into a wide grin against her swollen lower ones and knew he was enjoying torturing her.

"I swear to God Kiev of you don't stop fücking around I'll--"

The threat died on her lips when his full lips slanted over her lower ones and with a hard suction he slurped her juices as if his life depend on it. Her hips buckled, lips parting as an unfamiliar sound passed her lips as her lower abdominal clenched with arousal. Beads of sweat formed over her brow as her eyes rolled back as he put his mouth to use oh and what a mouth. Harper shivered as his tongue parted her wet lips and thrust it into her slick folds.

The tension in her lower belly grew more intense as his cool extend hands caressed her heavy mounds, with the pads of his thumbs he rubbed her pebbled nípples. She arched her chest towards the hands she couldn't even see in hopes of increasing the aching pleasure they created. She squirmed against his mouth as he increased the suction against her swollen, sensitive lips.

"Please..." Harper stuttered, unsure of what she was begging for. For the sweet release her body craved more than her next breath. Or for more of this delicious torture she yearned for. That's what this was, wasn't it? Torture? Was this his goal? To make her beg for release? To squirm under his skillful mouth, and lean into his touch? It was working that was for sure.

Harper turned her head to the side and moaned, a deep throaty moan as she felt her body tingle with that familiar sensation that promised a sweet release. The tension built within her, growing with every lap of his tongue, every hard suck of his mouth, every soft caress of his hands. She stroked the soft hairs at the nape of his neck encouraging him to continue when she felt a second pair of lips on her wrist. Her brows furrowed, these lips didn't have the same hot, velvety sensation as Kiev's. Harper lifted her head just as three more pairs of mouths latched on to her heated skin, one on the inside of her knee, the second suckled her left brèast and the third trailed kisses down her torso.

The fog that had cloud her head began to clear as she struggled to make sense of what was going on. Blinking away her confusion Harper looked down, startled to see strangers kissing and suckling her body. She opened her mouth to protest when Kiev lifted his head from between her legs. His expression told her Kiev had the same questions as she did concerning the unwelcome guests.

His shocked expression morphed into one of pure fury, his dark crimson eyes glowed with a murderous anger, his face a cool expression that barely concealed the rage that roared inside. "What do you think you're doing?" he hissed venomously as he grabbed the man at her torso by his neck.

The young blonde boy seemed dazed and confused by the question. Kiev growled and shook the boy extracting an answer from young man. "The King ordered a group to handle your guest, sir. He said not to mention it to you."

  Through hazy eyes Harper watched Kiev toss the young man toward the small crowd. Audible gasps sounded as Kiev turned back to her, his expression cold and distant. His crimson eyes glowed with a murderous anger that she felt down to her bones, his stance stiff and menacing. A darkness seemed to surround him, like a cloak. Harper felt her heart hamper wildly in her chest, her eyes following the shadows the gathered around Kiev, growing around him, their long, misshaped forms stretching out, almost as if to reach for something.

  Dread filled her as she watched Kiev's fisted hand reached for the man nibbling on her knee. His long fingers closed around the stranger's throat, squeezing as the man wheezed and scrambled up to his feet. An incoherent guttural sound tore from Kiev's chest as his fingers flexed and a loud crunch sound echoed around them before the man collapsed at Kiev's feet. Gasps echoed all around at the shocking turn of events. Like an angry storm Kiev continued on his expression twisting with an unholy fury that caused something within her to tremble.

Swallowing the fear that shook her from the insides Harper sat up, leaning against her elbows and ignoring how the other two strangers pulled their mouths off of her body. Her full attention on Kiev as he pulled her into another trace. His dark eyes bore into hers as the last two strangers scrambled away from harm. He seemed to glide across the small distance between them, his balled fists clenching and unclenching as he stood over her like a war God. Harper gulped, a shiver skittering down her spine as his hands raised just above her torso.

She would be lying if she said she wasn't terrified of Kiev in that moment. Her skin prickled with goose bumps as her eyes followed his left hand as it grazed her flushed skin, trailing up to her collar bone. His fingers had her reeling, the warm tingling sensation that spread across her body made her yearn for his touch, a more intimate touch. Sinking her teeth in her bottom lip Harper suppressed a moan of protest when he abruptly lifted his hand away from her.

Turning on his heels Kiev didn't have to utter a word, the murderous look on his face was enough to cause the stunned crowd to stumble out through the velvety curtains.

"Wait here." Kiev barked harshly and stormed behind her.

  Blinking away the hazy fog that hung around her brain Harper slid up to a sitting position, her body feeling strangely heavy. Flexing her numb fingers Harper glanced down at her hand noticing a blush pink night shift now covered her once nude body. It didn't surprise her to see Kiev had once again dressed her without actually touching her. She did have to admit she was a bit dazed and disheveled. Not to mention her head was throbbing like someone had taken a sledgehammer to her skull.

Placing two fingers on either side of her temples Harper rubbed the soft spot hoping to relieve some of the pain. Looking around the empty room her brain attempted to catch up with the series of events that had just unfolded Ina short time. The last clear thought she had was when Kiev had laid her down and looked at her with those dark eyes, after that moment she couldn't seem to recall clearly what had happened or what she was doing. It was as if her mind had gone on auto pilot. No doubt the conniving prick had something to do with this, she thought dryly.

   Slowly she felt the heaviness lift from her body as did the numbness and her mind finally cleared as she recalled what had just happened. She was kissing Kiev, begging for his kisses, allowing him to touch her so provocatively in front of his friends, then there were others. Her brows furrowed as she lowered her gaze to the young man sprawled on the floor, a trickle of blood streaming from beneath him. Bile rose in her throat at the sight of his lifeless body. Averting her gaze Harper hopped off her seat, one hand resting on her churning stomach while the other covered her mouth. I'm going to be sick, she thought.

  Rushing pass a set of sheer curtains to her right Harper raced to find a bathroom before she hurled. She was sure she wasn't going to make it when she heard a loud crashing sound that had startled her. Yelping she whipped around half expecting someone behind her when a familiar voice boomed nearby.

"Did he or did he not give the order?!"

With her heart pounding in her chest Harper crept forward finding a door slightly ajar only a few feet from where she had came running from. Peeking through the small gaped door Harper saw Kiev, in all his dark fury standing above the woman who had introduced them earlier. There was no playful smile on the woman's mouth or mischievous glint in her eyes as she sat a crumbled heap on the floor by Kiev's feet. Her expression filled with unmistakable terror as she gazed up at the angry man standing above her.

"Yes, the King himself came here earlier and requested this specific event. He told me to make sure the girl was taken care of." The strange woman stuttered.

"To have her fücked to death." Kiev added darkly "Or just enough to do some real damage?"

"I don't know." she sobbed, her chin trembling as Kiev bent down and lifted the woman by her shoulders. He shoved her body roughly against the wall causing her to wince but not voice her pain.

  Kiev leaned close to her "Don't ever try something like this behind my back again or you and all of your whores who work here will end up like your man servant out there. Do you understand me."

The woman nodded furiously, her hair bouncing around her tear streaked face "Yes, sir."

  With a menacing growl he tossed her to the side causing her to crash into the far wall. He didn't spare her a second glance as he turned on his heels with all the anger from before still surrounding him and started for the door. Harper stepped away from the door just as it swung open revealing a still fuming Kiev. His lips curled into a snarl as his dark eyes caught hers. "Didn't I tell you to stay put?"

Despite the voice in her head that shouted for her to just shut up Harper tilted her chin in stubborn defiance "I'm not a dog."

Without a word Kiev grasped her elbow in a painful grip, dragging her behind him as he stormed back the way they came. She huffed in frustration at being pulled around by this man yet again, it's as if he thinks she was just a fragile rag doll he tugged around when he deemed fit. She knew fighting him was pointless and would be futile. Besides he didn't seem like himself and if she was being honest with herself Harper didn't want to face that angry scowl. Not when she still felt confused and weak. Picking a fight with Kiev while she was this vulnerable physically was not a smart idea.

They walked in silence even when Kiev kicked the lifeless body of the man aside as he passed him. Harper placed her free hand over her mouth at the sight, the small part of her that wasn't sick by the body was disgusted by Kiev's lack of respect for the dead. She didn't speak her disapproval though in fear that she'd hurl right there. Instead she lowered her head as they entered the main room, the sound of moans and laughter blended in with the music oblivious to what had happened in the private room. In seconds they burst through the front doors and out into the dark, cool night. Only then did Harper raise her head and saw the dark curling shadows surrounding them like a cloud of smoke and the line of people noticed what she hadn't. Whispers and murmurs filled the night air as the line of club goers backed away.

  Harper studied their stunned faces wondering why they were reacting this way. She didn't have time to ponder on the thought as Kiev nudged her into the back seat. Crawling in Harper scrambled to sit up and lowered the window, she leaned her head out the window hoping to hear what they were mumbling when the car jerked forward leaving the club.

  With a sigh Harper leaned back into the leather seat not at all surprised to see Kiev sitting beside her. Turning in his direction she took in his dark posture, her eyes gliding over his rigid shoulders and up to his stone like expression. His tightly clenched jaw, full lips pressed together, his eyes a dark abyss that hinted at the soulless creature beneath the handsome human form. It should have been frightening to be trapped in the car with Kiev and this murderous aura surrounding him. Yet here she sat fascinated by this man she should have been terrified of.

"Stop staring at me." He grumbled, keeping his gaze set forward as he spoke.

"You're a bit of a mystery." She found herself admitting out loud. "You're dark, dangerous, sarcastic, strangely kind, very tempting and sometimes a smart ass. I'm not sure which is an act and which is real."

   To her surprise one corner of his mouth tilted upwards. "You think I'm tempting."

She couldn't keep the smile off her face at his unexpected comment. That was his take away from what she had said. Rolling her eyes Harper leaned closer to him taking in his rigid posture, noticing how he continued to keep his gaze forward and away from her.

"What happened back there?" She asked causing his shoulders to stiffen further. His reaction made her probe further. "What did you do to me?"

"What I should have done the first day we met." He mumbled.

"And that would be?"

  A muscle on his jaw ticked, proving she had struck a nerve. She waited for his response, watching his tense reaction to her question. He must have known she would ask him about what happened. It was inevitable.

"It's not time for that." He finally responded.

  Nodding, she rolled her tongue over her front teeth. "How about you explain why you're King wanted strangers to fück me dry?"

  Unlike before Kiev turned to meet her gaze with twin orbs of burning coals that had her doubting he had a soul at all. How could he when he looked at her with those eyes that bore into her soul and stripped her bare.

"No one will touch you but me." He all but growled.