Page 43 of Vampire you Hate


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“You have a very special companion with you, one who sees the best in everything and everyone,” Emilio said.

“Thank you.” And the man was right. “Thank you for having us.”

Their walk away from the house was light, as if they were still basking in that special moment shared with a grieving man coming back to life. A dozen places flew in his head of where to go next, but her silence kept him from asking until they got to the hotel building.

“Do you want to go—”

“I’m beat. Late night and—” Her face flashed as if she wasn’t supposed to say that, but she backtracked quickly. “I just want a day in to rest.”

Disappointment flared, but he gulped it in. Once inside, he removed his coat, hat, and glasses, and walked her to her door, where she finally turned to face him. But she avoided looking at him.

“Thank you. You were so engaging with Emilio, and I think he needed it.”

“It was no problem. I liked him. I like that there are couples who stay in love until they are old.”

“Thank you for seeing my works…for making me see them again.”

At that, she looked up in surprise, then understanding. She nodded.

“Of course. They are beautiful.”

Wistfulness coated her tone and was gone.

“Not as much as you.”

He stepped closer, a move that came before thinking, and regretted the wariness that entered them immediately.

“Don’t use that charm on me,” she warned, her hand grasping a key she took out tightly.

“I can’t help it.” He took the key, opening her hand to find its shape indented. He rubbed her skin, soothing the marks, but she snatched her hand back as if scalded. He couldn’t blame her. Every brush felt like an electric shock, and every inhalation felt like a cloud of pleasure.

“Help it,” she said firmly. “You made your decision. And you were right.”

“I was wrong.”

“Edmund…” There was a soft pleading in her tone--pleading him to leave it alone, pleading him to stop what he was doing. Pleading him to leave. But he knew he was weak as he lowered his head and captured her mouth, and that weakness exploded in a whirlwind of hunger when he tasted her again.

She was soft, so soft. She tasted silky and fruity, like berries in the sunlight, and his tongue delved in to steal more of that taste until it was all over his system. It had him groaning, sinking.

It had him pushing his hands against the wall behind her, willing himself to fight the feeling he was forcing on her. He broke the kiss and lamented the loss.

“I’m sorry. I got carried away. I want you so much, but I don’t want to hurt you. That’s what it boils down to.” And he was having trouble breathing with her so near, with her taste so clear, with the desire pounding in his bones. He couldn’t think beyond wanting her, but he tried to hold on and back away out of respect. “I’m a bastard for stealing a kiss when I was the one who pushed you away.”

Hands reached out to pull him back in. Her mouth met his and continued what he started, igniting a growl from his shocked throat before he was kissing her back with as much hunger as she gave. It melded and grew, forming something beyond their control and catapulting them into stumbling into the room.

“Shut up. Just shut up, and don’t you dare change your mind because you are scared.”

“I won’t. I’m a stupid asshole for leaving you that note, my love. For thinking I could stay away.”

“You are a stupid asshole,” she agreed as she nipped his bottom lip and left his body raging. Then, “Touch me.”

And that popped the cork off his tightly-controlled desire until it was gushing in all directions.

Clothes flew. Their bodied rolled on the floor close to the door where they just had to touch each other, with her teasing his jutting cock and him caressing her tits and her core. She moaned and came alive in his hands while she brought him to near-climax, and he had to push her arms over her head before he came prematurely. Her intoxicating laughter told him that was deliberate, so he turned the tables and used his mouth until she was no longer laughing but begging him to keep going.

“There. Right there…oh, yes. Please.”

Her words were music to his ears, egging him on. So he sucked her clit harder and stopped the moment she asked him to.

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