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An unbreakable bond that had existed all along.
After an eternity, our lips reluctantly parted, foreheads resting against one another. I gazed into Jordan’s gleaming green eyes, the windows to her immortal soul, and saw a reflection of my own passionate desire. This was a love, so fiercely ignited, that had the potential to reshape us both.
The ancient library watched in silent reverence as the two of us, in tandem, surrendered to that love.
Slowly, eye to eye and lips only inches apart, our hands moved with a purpose, seeking the clasps and buttons that held our various garments together.
Jordan’s long, slender fingers worked their way down the front of her shirt, releasing each expensive button with gentle precision. As the fabric parted, revealing glimpses of her alabaster skin, a soft exhale escaped my lips. This was not the first time I had seen Jordan naked, but this was the first time I was able to focus all of my attention on the woman before me.
My eyes were fully fixed on her slowly revealed form, finally able to appreciate the sight of her with eyes unclouded by doubt or fear. The button-up slipped from her shoulders, leaving her bare from the waist up.
With my eyes fastened on the woman before me, I fumbled with the buttons of my shirt, my hands trembling with both desire and trepidation. With each button that came undone, the tension in the room seemed to grow, building an electric current that crackled between us.
Giving up on my buttons and unable to exude the same grace that Jordan did, I pulled my shirt clean over my head, feeling a surge of vulnerability blended with the blistering heat of desire.
Jordan’s jeans and my skirt were the next items to go, followed by our underwear, finally leaving both of us bared to each other, illuminated only by the flickering candles overhead.
With a newfound boldness, I leaned forward, my hands cupping the vampire’s face as I claimed her lips in a kiss that spoke of months of longing and complete devotion. We pressed together, skin against skin, with an urgent need to be even closer.
Our bodies were akin to a blank canvas, needing only delicate touches to paint a masterpiece. Jordan’s fingertips traced a path of fire along my collarbone, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Her touch was a delicate dance, her hands exploring the terrain of my bare thigh with a reverence reserved for sacred scriptures.
With a gentle push, I guided Jordan onto her back, urging her to recline on the carpeted floor. Without pause, I straddled the vampire, my supernatural being of unearthly beauty, my eyes never leaving her as our bodies sought perfect alignment.
My lips trailed over Jordan’s soft mounds, teeth grazing over delicate flesh. I reached between us and cupped a hand against the vampire’s sex, my fingers tracing the slicked folds. My touch coaxed a moan from Jordan, and my own unbridled desire roared at my center. But this first true coupling was a slow, gentle thing. I wanted to explore every inch of her, and allow Jordan to do the same. We would map every contour and forge this bond anew.
Chapter 15
JORDAN
“Thisissounfair,”I huffed, observing the scene before me.
The three culprits looked up from their book. Sky lay on her stomach with Hazel and Hilda wedged on either side of her. “What’s unfair about it? Do you want story time too?”
“No!” I sat down beside the treacherous trio and folded my arms. “It’s not fair that they’re so well behaved when you’re around. It’s like they’re doing it just to taunt me.”
Sky chuckled behind her book. “Maybe because you respond to their bad behavior. I’ve seen you turn as red as your hair when Hazel gets on your nerves. She probably thinks it’s funny to torment Aunty Jordan.”
“That’s just plain evil,” I muttered.
Sky shrugged. “You do the same thing to me. They had to have learnt it from someone.”
Lying back on the carpet I ran a hand over my eyes. “I’m not cut out to be a foster mom. Alberich is probably rolling in his grave right about now.”
Setting down the book, Sky shuffled along on her stomach to kiss my cheek. “You make a great foster mom. Sure, they’re little devils sometimes, but the twins love you.”
Hazel backed up this claim by bonking me on the head with the abandoned book.
“They have very strange ways of expressing it.”
Sky distracted the terrible twins by flicking on the television. Hazel and Hilda flocked to the screen like moths to a flame, cackling with glee at the cartoon elephant. I watched Sky’s expression as her gaze followed the two toddlers. What I saw there was pure love, something that made my heart ache in a pleasantly painful way.
With the twins momentarily subdued, Sky lay down beside me. “What happened to their real mother? You’ve never told me the full story.”
“It’s a complicated one.” I closed my eyes. I had not given thought to the topic for a good long while, and I was not thrilled about rehashing those memories now. Jeremy had already tried to use it to shake me, it had taken many a sleepless night beside Sky to pack them away neatly in the back of my mind.
But Sky’s curiosity was piqued and she propped herself up on one elbow and pried my eye open with two fingers. “Come on, you can’t avoid the subject forever. I’m practically raising these two alongside you. Don’t I deserve to know the truth?”
I opened my eyes to scowl at her. “I hate it when you make good, reasonable points.”
