“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” You taste sweeter than honey,” Vincenzo whispered in a husky tone, his lips brushing the corner of her mouth as if he owned every part of her.
Seraphina’s cheeks turned crimson instantly. She didn’t know where to hide, so she lowered her gaze, her fingers fumbling with the edge of his shirt nervously.
“The first time you haven’t bitten me,” she murmured shyly, her lips curling into the faintest smile even as her blush deepened.
His chest rumbled with a low laugh. “Do you miss it?” His eyes glimmered with wicked amusement.
Her head snapped up, horrified. “No!” she shouted too quickly, which only made him grin wider.
“Then why can’t you respond to the kiss? Just once baby, please…” His voice grew softer, almost desperate. “Do you know what it do
