Enjoy another sneak peek of TDP!

*May contain spoilers*

“Hmmm, this is fitting,” Dorian murmurs, handing me a fresh glass of champagne just as Rihanna’s “S&M” comes on, spinning a salacious tale of bad girls who like it rough.

“How so?” I ask, downing half my drink.

Dorian places his hand on the small of my back, letting his fingers slide up to meet my bare skin. I instantly feel the titillating tingles accompanied by his touch coursing through my body. “Because you like it. You like pain with your pleasure.”

He’s right, but I still play coy, hoping to prolong our little game. “And how would you know that?”

Answering my question, Dorian lets his hand travel farther north to the nape of my neck, right above the beginning of my healing tattoo. With a sudden jerk, he knots his hand in my hair, brusquely pulling me towards him so his mouth is on mine. I gasp in shock and at the sharp pain ripping through my scalp, giving his forceful tongue the leeway it needs to command my mouth. To an outsider, it looks like we are just two lovers sharing a tender kiss. However, the tight grip Dorian has on my hair, causing my head to snap back violently, actually hurts, feeling like tiny daggers attacking my strained hair follicles. His other hand flies up to my exposed throat, cradling it tightly. He gives it a firm squeeze, and I moan into his mouth.

“Careful, little girl. Your Dark is showing,” he murmurs against my lips. Then he bites my bottom one hard enough to deliver a sting before letting me go.

-The Dark Prince (March 2013) S.L. Jennings