Chapter 8

• Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back on the palm tree. Trying to slow her heavy breathing, she just wanted one moment for him to touch her and relieve the grown need, but the southern bell side of her with her mother's voice in her head rang loud and clear.
• “Good girls don’t let me take advantage of them. A proper man courts a lady and she requires his utter respect. Don’t just jump into a man's bed without a ring on your finger, young lady.”
• Shaking her head from the voices of her mother's old-fashioned ways, she let her eyes lull open to find his hand resting on his chest.
• Slowly, his hand made its way down his chest straight to his thick cock in long slow strokes saying, “And I guess you’re a prude, too.”
• “Please stop that.”
• “Mmm. Fuck, that feels good. I was just about to rub one out when you came sneaking up to my bungalow. Why would I stop now while I can look at your sexy ass while I’m doing it? Or would you rather help me out? I could use an extra hand, anyway. It’s a lot to handle on my own.”
• “You’re an asshole!” she yelled, shoving him back with all her might.
• He didn’t move an inch before his dominant side kicked in. The shove put his ego on high alert. He loved a challenge, but Ava had his head all mixed up. He didn’t know if he should kiss her or spank the brat out of her. After what Rowan had told him, he would bet she’d like both and was just playing coy.
• Annoyed at her attitude, it took a second for him to be on her again. He was in charge, not her, and was in the mindset to make it a point to prove it.
• Quikjcly turning her around, and pressing her body again to the nearest tree, he growled in her ear, “You need to learn some manners, woman.”
• “Manners? You were just about to jerk off in front of me. Who does that to a stranger?”
• Taking a breath, Hunter let out a breath, remembering she wasn’t just island kink submissive. She was a shy girl here to work. Or at least that was what she was supposed to be there for, but deep down he knew better.
• “Okay, you’re right. I’m sorry. I was just teasing you because you get so easily worked up.”
• “You don’t even know me.” She scowled.
• “Not yet, but I will. Every bratty little inch of you. What did you expect when you came to an island based on sexual exploration? A healthy handshake and a few keynote speakers in the meeting halls? You came here on your own accord looking for answers, right? Why? What are you trying to figure out?”
• “How did you know that?”
• Hunter shrugged as he continued to pin Ava face-first to the tree while rubbing his hand up her thigh. Pushing her dress up to expose her ass, he teased her lace panties that he had wanted to play with since he saw them in the dining hall.
• “I know how to read people, sweetheart. Now. Tell me why you came here. We all have our reasons. What’s yours?”
• “I just—"
• He interrupted, giving her ass a squeeze, “Before you finish that sentence. I suggest you answer correctly, or I’ll keep my promise to spank that ass. Considering the fact it’s been grinding on my cock since I pinned you against this palm tree, I’d say it’s ready for my undivided attention. So, you better choose your words wisely.”
• “Spp... spank? Uh... I was... curious. Curious about the island. Now. Curious about... you.”
• “Yeah. You think I’m a vampire. I also saw your browser history, so apparently, you came here for some dick. You have some naughty thoughts for a cute little debutante, little one.”
• “What? My browser history? How did you—?"
• “Never mind that. Just know I know exactly who the real Ava Cole is and every dirty little secret you’re hiding. You are a curious little pet, aren’t you? Kink sites, fetish wear, D/s research. Submission to be specific.” He ran his lips over her shoulder while a cold chill ran up her spine, continuing to play with her pantie line. “My favorite question on your search history... How to submit to a Dom? Mmm. So many questions in that pretty little head of yours. As I said, I could teach you. The problem is you brat too much and would need to be trained properly.”
• Pretending to struggle, she shifted against his bulge once more. Desperate for him to dominate her to ease the throbbing pain that had settled between her thighs, she bucked her hips back to him just to get a hint of what his cock would feel like on her bare ass. His throbbing member jerked in response as it slid against her backside. Unconsciously, he let out a growl that made her shiver straight to her already dripping core.
• Part of her wanted to run again. The chase gave her a thrill she hadn’t felt in her whole adult life. Unfortunately, a tinge of fear was bouncing around her brain like a beacon at the thought of what he might do next. After all, she still believed him to be a vampire, and she was treading on terrifying ground.
• When Ava realized he knew too much, she thought maybe he was using his vampire powers to read her mind.
• “How did you know all that about me? What are you hiding, Mr. Constantine.”