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She nodded. She hadn’t forgotten everything about sex and withdrew a cloth from beneath one of the pillows. He saw it and smiled. Good thinking. She even loved his deep voice within her mind, a resonant sound that made her sigh.
She would have made use of the linen herself. Instead, he took it from her and gently performed the task while drawing out of her. It was incredibly thoughtful and her heart warmed up.
Thank you for this, Sandra. It was beautiful.
It really was. She smiled and repeated what she’d said earlier. “Magical.”
He nodded, leaned down to kiss her once on the lips, then headed to the bathroom to clean up.
Sandra stayed where she was but drew the sheet up to cover herself. She needed Griffin to leave because they’d already risked so much being together in her room. But she feared if he saw her naked again, he’d want to stay.
She shifted her gaze to the roses on the windowsill and the twilight she saw because of her fae vision as she stared out at the night sky. The land sloped at this end of the fortress, so she had a view of the beauty of the Dauphaire mixed forest, the shapes of the bare trees and the dark green of the conifers. She loved all the seasons.
When Griffin returned, he was buttoning his leathers. His chest was bare, his thigh boots zipped up. He’d wiped them down as well. Normally he would have worn a vest, but it had been cut away from him when he’d been injured.
His gaze swept her sheet-covered body. “I’m grateful you did that, but was hoping for something else.”
She smiled. “I know. That’s why I covered up. I thought there was a good chance if I didn’t, you’d never leave.”
She watched his chest rise and fall. “You were right. I wouldn’t have. I would have stayed.”
She nodded, her head sliding on the pillow. “Come give me a kiss, then get out of here.”
He drew close to the bed once more, dipped down then took his time, plucking at her lips and teasing her to open. She slid a hand beneath his long hair and caressed his neck. She parted for him and he plunged his tongue inside.
Her whole body seemed to rise up toward him, every muscle flexing, wanting to be closer.
I have to go. He drew back, his lips swollen, a glitter in his eye.
She looked away from him, feeling as though she was holding herself together with a delicate length of string. If he touched her again, or kissed her, or anything else,
the string would break and she’d haul him back to bed.
Fortunately, he rose up then began walking backward to the door. “I love you, Sandra.”
She nodded again. “I love you, too.” Oh, sweet Goddess, so much more than she should.
With that, he turned on his heel, moved to the door then unlocked it.
“Levitate,” she whispered. “No noise as you leave.”
“Got it.” He pulled the door open then closed it behind him.
He was gone.
Quick tears rose to her eyes. For some stupid reason she thought making love with him would ease her and perhaps physically it had. But now she craved him worse than ever.
She trembled as she rose.
Yvonne would need her soon and might be missing her presence in the kitchen already.
She hopped in the shower and made quick work of cleaning up. Dressed once more, she moved swiftly back to the kitchens.
~ ~ ~
“Took you long enough to feed.” Mastyr vampire Fulton ran the sparring line. He was completely bald but had exotic red and black tattoos over his entire skull. His nose was broad and his black brows thick.
As mastyrs went, he was even more powerful than Griffin and would soon be bonded to an equally powerful wraith. Margetta favored him as one of her more loyal subjects.
