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His neck…it had looked strangely twisted, hadn’t it?
He carefully probed the right side of Isaac’s neck, and finding no injuries, moved onto the left. He gasped when blood gushed onto his fingers and leaned in to get a better look.
Bloody hell…there were two perfect puncture wounds on the side of his neck, oozing blood and foaming white pus.
What the hell could it be?
Louisa. Could she be some form of a demon? One that fed off men?
No, it couldn’t be possible. Those things didn’t exist.
He needed to escape her immediately.
“Isaac, I’m going to get you out of here. I will get you help, I promise.” A thud sounded behind him, and he whirled. Louisa lounged against a tree a few feet away, looking as if she had not a care in the world.
Heartless traitor.
“I apologize for our late arrival. We had a wee bit of difficulty rousing ourselves.” She sent a pointed glance at his feet. Elijah followed her gaze, only to freeze in horror.
Amelia lay at his feet, struggling to breathe. A trickle of blood ran out of her mouth and down her cheek, and blood crept from her swollen nose.
“Help,” she whispered.
***
Sabrina walked Isaac to the door, her body tightening in anticipation for the kiss she knew would come. Expecting the usual sweet goodbye kiss, she got surprised when he gripped her and led her back against the wall in one smooth motion. He melded his body to hers and rubbed his erection against her. Hot desire pulsated through her, and she wrapped her legs around his hips, desperate for more contact. They groaned in unison at their heated embrace, and Sabrina tugged at his shoulders.
She wanted him inside her. Nothing felt more important to her at this moment than being filled by Isaac as he plunged into her.
His hands skimmed her legs, tracing a molten path to her buttocks, and he pulled her even tighter against his body. She moaned in pleasure as his hands followed an invisible path from her hips to her breasts. He cupped them and rolled his thumbs over her swollen nipples. She moved wantonly against him and threaded her fingers through his hair, seeking something to hold onto so she wouldn’t dissolve from desperation.
A boom of thunder exploded overhead, and he tore his lips away from hers. He leaned his forehead against hers as they attempted to calm their raging bodies and catch their breath. She moaned huskily and moved again. Satisfaction coursed through her when he moaned and moved against her.
Maybe…just maybe…they didn’t have to stop.
He seemed to think otherwise, though, for he put a firm hand on her hip to stop her tempting movements. “I better get control of myself before I attempt this again. I’d hate to have a tornado come and rip us apart while we were…um…busy.”
She looked at him in surprise, and her mouth dropped open in shock.
“Has that happened before?” She immediately regretted her impulsive question. Did she really want to hear about his sexual exploits?
He flushed and refused to meet her eyes as he muttered, “I wouldn’t know.”
“What?” she whispered.
“There’s been no one else since Amelia. No one else could tempt me, or even interest me. Believe me, I tried.” Isaac gave a shrug of his shoulder and grimaced as he spoke. He studied the wall at some random spot over her shoulder. When she stared at him in silence, registering his words, he adjusted his tie, fixed his hair, and then hers. All in a ten-second span.
And he didn’t look at her eyes once. He obviously didn’t enjoy admitting his lack of sex life. Who could blame him?
Well, Sabrina, I haven’t had sex in over a hundred years. No pressure, or anything.
And she thought it had been a long time for her. Yikes. She put a finger on his chin, lifting his face to hers. He studied her jawbone as if it held some secret code he alone could crack.
“Look at me.” She commanded him when he did not remove his gaze from her jaw line. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about. Got it?” She kissed his nose, mimicking the gesture that never failed to melt her heart. “But until we figure this out, maybe you should put me down.” She grinned playfully and leaned her head on his shoulder in a warm embrace. He rubbed her head and pulled her closer as he kissed her curls, and she fought the urge to wrap her arms around him even tighter in direct contradiction to her words.
He sighed and gave her one last kiss before he unwound her legs from his waist. She didn’t realize she still clung to his neck until he removed her arms, and chuckled. “Need help standing?”
Her cheeks flushed, and she glowered at him even as she leaned against the wall. Her knees were so weak she worried that not even the wall would be enough to save her from an embarrassing fall. He laughed in delight at her lack of composure, and the glare she shot him should have made him collapse into a pile of ashes.
