“Anybody like me? Oh, you mean psychopathic vampire who doesn’t give a damn about human life?” he asked, smirking. “Well the good news is that you don’t have to love me.”
“No biting you shi—” She cut off with a whimper, arching, and hissed, “Don’t you tear those. I swear to all the gods of history.” Nevertheless, her body mutely begged for him to continue, and she reached greedily for his cock.
Damon smirked before grabbing her hand, stopping her. “Before this goes any further, I need to know your intentions. I mean, I know I started this whole thing, but I want to know what you want out of this.”
“I want to make you fall hopelessly and madly in love with me,” she said promptly, eyes glittering. She twisted her wrist, trying to break free. “Seriously, you’re going to stop now and ask this kind of question?”