Page 15 of Air of Seduction

His lips twist, and then he fists his hand in his own shirt and rips that off as well.

My jaw slackens when I take in his hard chest and ripped abs. His body is even more muscular and beautiful than I thought it would be.

And those arms. I’ve had his arms wrapped around me, but even that didn’t tip me off as to how wickedly thick and powerful they are.

Seeing him like this is almost enough to make me forget where I am and what’s about to happen. If we were alone, I’m not sure I would be able to stop myself from closing the distance between us and touching him just to be able to feel those muscles play beneath my palms.

Chapter 9

Ronan

Her open-mouthed staring goes a long way to soothe the jealousy that surged through me a minute ago when I heard her gasp and saw her checking out the asshole’s body. It was all I could do not to kill him right then just for attracting her attention. But then I thought of something better.

My body is more powerful than his, and she clearly needed a reminder of whom she should be focusing on. So, I ripped my shirt off to shamelessly flaunt myself in front of her.

Her gaze comes up to mine after spending an extended time studying the details of my upper body, and I can’t help the satisfied smirk that spreads across my face.

I wink at her when her face flushes with heat. And if I didn’t have some urgent business to attend to, I might have stalked over to her and kissed her the way I did when she launched herself at me. But that will have to wait.

I turn to face the vampire spread out against the concrete wall. If I were alone, I’d remove the rest of his clothes. It always unnerves people to be completely naked in a situation like this, because their imaginations run wild with all the possible ways I can inflict pain.

Although I never focus on a man’s genitals when I interrogate him, I’m not above letting him think I will. It can be quite effective. On more than one occasion that was all that was necessary for the man to surrender and give me the information I was after.

But that’s not an option with Payton in the room. There’s no way in hell I’ll remove his pants and display his cock in front of her. The thought is enough to make me growl.

I lift my gaze until I’m staring into the vamp’s eyes. Vampires can manipulate people who are careless and look into their eyes. Or, of course, if they don’t know vampires exist, which is the case for most people in the world.

Not all vampires choose to use the ability, since they enjoy their victims’ fear and resistance too much to subdue them.

But even if this one tried, I’m one of the few who’s not susceptible to manipulation, since I’ve got the same ability myself. I rarely use it, but it can come in handy at times. Unfortunately, it doesn’t work on vampires for the same reason it doesn’t work on me.

His face is blank, not giving away his thoughts. But hopefully, that won’t last for long.

“So, where should we start?” I tilt my head to the side as I make a show of examining his upper body. “If you tell me what I want to know, I won’t have to hurt you.” I raise my gaze to his with a grin. “But I will if you don’t cooperate.”

He shakes his head slowly, his eyes never leaving mine. “I have nothing to say.”

“That’s a shame.” Without warning, I smash my fist into his ribs, crushing them against his heart.

He lets out an agonized scream, but when I look at him, there’s more anger than pain in his eyes. “Nothing,” he bites out before pressing his lips together.

“Okay.” I nod and take a step back.

His lips curl into a triumphant smile. He must be an idiot if he thinks I’m going to stop when I’ve barely started.

I let my gaze drop to his groin.

His body immediately tenses, and he tries to close his legs, even though that’s impossible with how he’s strung up.

Too bad I can’t rip his pants off. It might have been enough to get him talking.

Instead I grab a fistful of his hair, yank his head to the side, and bury my fangs in his neck. He lets out a startled yelp.

I suck in mouthfuls of his blood. Taking his blood leaves him weaker, while it gives me energy. That’s two in my favor, and the ball is still in my court.

When he sags in his chains, I let him go. But when I look into his eyes, he smirks at me.

What the fuck is wrong with this guy? For some reason it doesn’t seem to bother him that I’ll eventually kill him.