Page 40 of Vanessa’s Bravery

Fuck!

She had to stop these thoughts, or she wouldn’t be able to hide for long that she was a vampire.

Cole reappeared with a wet washcloth and a small dry towel and sat down next to her. With gentle movements, he wiped her clean, then used the towel to dry her, before he placed both on the nightstand.

He joined her in bed and pulled her into the curve of his body, her back to his chest, her ass pressed against his two cocks, which were still big, but currently in a resting state.

“So that’s why you didn’t want to sleep with me at Vera’s,” Vanessa said with a glance over her shoulder. “Does that mean you don’t actually fuck the prostitutes and just masturbate like you did with me?”

“You noticed that, huh? But the answer to your question is no. I did fuck the prostitutes. I do need that release, and feeling a woman’s body helps me imagine that there’s somebody who isn’t disgusted by me.”

Vanessa turned halfway. “Don’t say that. I’m not disgusted by you.”

“I must have known that you’re different, because when I saw you, I knew I couldn’t undress in front of you. Sure, I would have gotten to fuck you, after all, I’d paid for it. But once wasn’t… isn’t enough. I wanted to see you again. I wanted you to like me.”

“Oh Cole, if only I had known.”

He brushed his fingers over her cheek. “We’ll make up for it now.”

Vanessa smiled. “Tell me about yourself. The boxes in the living room. You said you weren’t leaving.”

“And I’m not. I moved here from Chicago ten days ago. I haven’t fully unpacked yet. But I’m here to stay.”

He hugged her to him, and pressed a kiss to her shoulder.

“Did you move for a job?”

“I have my own company, and I can work remotely from wherever I want.”

“What kind of company?”

“I developed an algorithm that’s used for advertising. So, basically, I’m a computer geek.”

She squeezed his biceps. “You don’t get muscles like these from typing on a keyboard.”

Cole laughed. “True. Hence the weight bench.” He pointed to one corner of his bedroom. “Anyway, I’ve always moved a lot. There are only so many brothels and prostitutes a guy can visit before word gets around that I’m… you know… different.”

“No more prostitutes for you.”

“That goes without saying,” he replied. “Can I confess something?”

She held her breath instinctively. “Yes?”

“Don’t sound so scared.”

“I’m not,” she lied.

“Hmm. Today when you met me in the bistro, I was fully prepared to offer you an exorbitant amount of money to be my own personal, exclusive escort. I didn’t care how many men you’d slept with before me, and that you’d gotten paid for it. I would have accepted you either way.”

She turned in his arms to look at him. “That’s the sweetest thing anybody has ever said to me.”

Cole slid his lips over hers and kissed her tenderly. “I’m so happy that you accepted me.”

“You’re perfect for me,” she murmured. “I knew it instantly. I went into heat when you entered Vera’s, even though I hadn’t even seen you, and it wasn’t even my time. It was spontaneous.”

“Because I was nearby?”

She nodded. “Yes. I go into heat four times a year on a pretty regular schedule.”