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He then caught her gaze and arched his hips several times in quick succession, thrusting at the same time. She gasped in response. “I love you, Brianna, and I love being inside you like this.”
Her gaze fell to his lips. “You’re wearing my blood. I’ve always loved that I can share with you in this way.”
“I want to watch you come this
time. Are you ready?”
She moaned. “Yes, so close.”
He held her gaze, as he moved his hips faster, driving harder.
She arched her neck and her breath caught. “Cover my mouth with your hand. This feels incredible, but I think I’m going to lose control.”
He obliged her, pressing his palm to her mouth. He could feel her climax as she screamed against his fingers, her body writhing against his.
His balls tightened and he couldn’t catch his breath as his release rocketed through his cock. Shit, that feels amazing. He repressed his groans, but a guttural sound escaped him anyway as pleasure streaked through him in quick, hot jerks. His chest swelled and once more he groaned heavily.
But the pleasure kept rolling, as though the blood she’d given him had fired him up more than usual. He continued to pump into her, his body spasming with ecstasy.
The last streak of pleasure released and his body began to loosen, a kind of delirium replacing the rush of the climax.
He breathed hard as he drew away from her, removing his hand at the same time. She met his gaze, her light blue eyes glimmering in the darkened room.
She smiled softly. “You’re amazing, Yolen. And I don’t say that lightly. When you make love to me, it’s as though you feel every part of me, that you’re always thinking about me, doing things just for me.”
“I want you to feel that way.” He stroked her hair and kissed her. “I love making love to you. I always have. From the first, you’ve been new ground for me.”
He kissed her for a long time after that, remaining joined to her because it felt right, especially since he’d missed his alone time with her the night before. He wanted things to work and he knew he’d done the right thing by changing his mind about her exhibition. Maybe he couldn’t do all the things a normal boyfriend could do, but every once in a while, he could make concessions and he felt really good about that.
* * * * * * * * *
Once Brianna returned to the gallery, she spent the rest of the evening moving among the crowd and receiving the hugs and congratulations of friends and art enthusiasts. Yolen had stayed for two hours, which she considered a respectable time for a man so dedicated to his work.
She valued their mutual love for the city of Cameron and that he worked tirelessly to make it a safe place for all realm-folk.
Later, the gallery owner had stunned her with the news that an anonymous art collector had paid full price for all three of the Cameron cityscapes, the ones that had felt very realm to her when she’d painted them.
In short, the night had given her about everything she could have dreamed so that by the time she headed home, her spirits soared. Her exhibition had exceeded all expectations and had launched her into a new level of professional success. At the same time, it seemed that her love life was headed in a much better direction as well.
Crawling into bed after four in the morning, she felt sure that Yolen would call her within the next two days and maybe even set up a time to get together mid-week. With his change of heart about attending her exhibition, he’d finally begun the process of understanding all that she needed from their relationship.
But the next night, when she didn’t hear from Yolen at all, she began to have doubts about exactly what had happened on Saturday, that maybe Yolen hadn’t really altered his views on dating after all.
By Monday, without one peep from him, she was livid.
Tuesday brought a guilt-ridden sense that it was all her fault for expecting too much from the vampire, followed shortly by an intense dissatisfaction with this line of thinking.
A very silent Wednesday arrived, however, decimating her hopes that things would ever truly change. Apparently, Yolen thought that attending the exhibition was the be-all, end-all when she’d viewed it merely as a lovely beginning.
* * * * * * * * *
Yolen thought about calling Brianna, but decided against it. As much as he wanted to see her, even longed to be with her, he felt it important to stick to his routine. If her broke the rules he’d set up, he feared giving her a false sense of what he’d be willing to do in the future.
Besides, he was closing in on the latest kingpin. He’d gotten a piece of news recently from one of his informants that the newest boss lived in the Cameron Heights area. This was a well-to-do part of the city, which meant that the latest drug lord probably had contacts all throughout the business community.
This shed a new light on the identity of the man he’d been hunting for the past year and though thousands of families lived in the Heights, Yolen had already begun a street by street search of all the residents, separating out those that might possibly have drug-trafficking connections.
To his surprise, Keynes’s name popped up.
