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“I can fetch them myself.”
I bet. “Yet, you called me.”
“Whatever makes you sleep better during the span, vampire. I called nobody, but sang a song. You’re the one visiting me at night, climbing up here hoping I’d be sleeping so you could watch me. Tell me, soldier.” She crosses her legs again and scoots into her previous position, looking scorned. “Did you bring the toy soldier with you? Is it in your pocket?”
“Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe I’ve decided to finally fuck you.”
Blue eyes blink before she collects herself. “And maybe now that you’ve decided to fuck me, I’m going to walk away.”
“You won’t.” I take off my jacket and fling it toward the leather seating area on my right. Slowly, making sure I toy with each button, I remove my shirt and toss it over with the jacket.
I grab my belt and unbuckle it. This one I don’t toss, but drop it at my feet. Her eyes follow the belt, remaining hooded as she looks back at me when I start unlacing my boots and removing them.
My pants join the jacket, and I spread my legs, fist myself, give it a few tugs.
Fleur eyes me with an appreciative gaze. She likes what she sees.
I pick up the belt and dive into the pool.
21
FLEUR
The room selection took me longer than I thought, but I settled on the quarters connected by a door with the common area, mainly for easy access to the gorgeous freshwater pool, where I decided to wait out the vampire.
Since he believes I’m a siren, I figured I’d perch by the pool and sing for him when he comes. I didn’t expect him to get naked and dive into the water.
Which he has.
Nottuza swims underwater, then surfaces and slams his hands on the tile on either side of my body. He rises up and hovers over me, our faces inches apart. Droplets of water trail down his cheeks and his perfect strong nose, while his eyes, pitch black and terrifying, hold mine captive.
The scent of crushed lavender infiltrates my brain, and when I swallow, it’s as if it’s stoking the fire in my throat and belly. If I didn’t know better, I’d say this male can send me into heat. But I do know better, and Summer fairies go into heat during summer. Since I’m infertile, my heats are irregular at best. With a womb that can’t hold a baby, nature doesn’t find the heats necessary. This is the most I’ve been turned on in a long time.
“Spread your legs and come closer,” he says.
I scoot toward him and throw my arms around his neck. He’s wet and cold. I’m warm and dry from the waist up. The two opposites that attract in the most natural of ways. His body fits mine, and I sniff under his ear, hungry for more of his scent.
Nottuza shifts his weight onto one hand and places his cold palm at the small of my back to bring me in closer, my bottom almost slipping off the tile and into the water.
He sniffs behind my ear now, and a subtle growl develops at the back of his throat.
I throw my head back, giving him better access, wondering if he wants to bite me. Excitement runs through me like lightning, and my clitoris pulses with arousal, my channel contracting, releasing lubricant. I wonder if he’ll take me here and now.
He closes his lips over my throat, and I gasp, grabbing his shoulders.
He chuckles and sucks briefly before letting go. He stares at the spot on my neck. In disapproval of whatever he sees, he shakes his head, then kisses my cheek, whispering, “I want to possess you in every way a male could possibly possess a female. And if you think that’s romantic and cute, know that I want to lock you underground with me and not let you see the sunlight if it means it would keep others from looking at you.”
I have no words.
He rears back and smirks. “Now, be sure you want me fucking you this winter season.”
“The entire season?”
His jaw ticks. “Princess, this isn’t a game for me.”
“Or for me,” I rebuke.
He tilts his head. “You can have any male you wish for as long as you wish and however you wish. I’m not one of those boy toys or a king or a prince. I have no throne, and I am bound by night and undead magic. I’ve existed for more than several of your lifetimes, and that’s long enough for me to know what I want and how I want to live in the future. History and my mistakes have taught me well, so I warn you, Princess, I am not your hero. I am the villain who will do whatever it takes to secure power and the survival of my people.”
