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When his lips touched hers, she sighed. The kiss was slow, and gentle, and yet he managed to let every brush of skin, lick of his tongue, and noise in his throat let her know this was more than mere lust. Even if nothing was settled between them, he cared for her, at least a little.
River nuzzled his mouth against hers one last time before leaning back and releasing her. "Go before I try convincing you the goodnight kiss should last half an hour, at least."
Nora was tempted but forced herself to stand. She'd have time enough the following day to kiss her fated lord; what they couldn't afford was offending the shifter Dark Lord due to a lack of sleep.
Standing, she smiled at him. "Goodnight, Dr. Vale."
"Goodnight, Miss Yates."
After a few more beats of smiling at each other, Nora turned, gathered her letters, and exited the room.
She somehow managed to write what needed to be written before falling asleep to dreams of River and his extremely skilled mouth and hands.
ChapterTwenty-Two
Late the next morning, River gulped down his third cup of coffee, grateful for the caffeine.
Even if he'd been able to concentrate better once Nora had left, his mind had wandered.
He really fucking wanted to sleep with his vampire in his arms.
His dreams must've compensated because he'd woken up with a hard dick, much harder than usual morning wood, and he'd taken himself in hand to try and cool his blood.
He'd been reviewing some medical texts ever since. However, when Nora finally walked into the sitting room, watching her hips sway as she walked made his cock wake up again.
The fucker needed to learn some restraint.
Doing his best to tame the beast, he said, "Morning, Nora. I guess this is a good time to ask if you're a night or morning person."
With her bleary-eyed expression and roll of her eyes, he nearly chuckled. "I'm a vampire, what do you think?"
He shrugged and kicked out the chair across from him at the small table in invitation. "I knew quite a few who adjusted to 'normal human hours' through sheer stubbornness."
"If I have to, I can. I don't like to stay up all night, but waking up at noon or one o'clock means less time of day when I have to protect myself from the sun."
She sat and he gestured toward the coffee pot. "Want some?"
Nora scrunched her nose. "I'll wait for tea."
He adopted a horrible accent. "Just like a proper British person."
She gently kicked his shin. "I went decades without either. Coffee is too strong and makes me restless. And I don't want to carry on with useless chatter when Dark Lord Black arrives soon."
He tapped the side of his neck. "Do you need a top up before he gets here?"
Her gaze zeroed in on his neck, and River's dick took notice.
When she finally shook her head, River knew she was being responsible, but he fucking wanted her fangs in his skin again.
A maid entered with tea and scones. Nora quickly devoured one scone and then moved as if to take another, then retreated. As she reached again, River picked it up and held it to her mouth. "If you want more, take a bite."
She licked her lips but shook her head. "Now that I need to eat food again, I have to be careful."
"Why? I like you curvy, baby. If you're hungry, eat. If not, don't. But if you stripped and showed me your naked body, my dick would have zero complaints, I promise you."
Her cheeks flushed—he fucking loved her blushes—and she cleared her throat. Then she leaned forward and took a dainty bite from the scone in his hand.
Watching her chew and moan a little made his little soldier stand at full attention.
