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“You won’t, though.”
“No.”
He sighed again, but this time he sounded relieved.
“I wish you weren’t going to spend the weekend alone.”
“So let me spend the weekend at your house. Nobody will know.”
He was quiet for a moment.
“I’ll think about it. Go to sleep, Saber.”
“Goodnight.”
In the morning, her dad was gone. He’d left her a note telling her he loved her.
She went to school like it was any other day, avoiding everyone until she found Lozen.
33
It could have been the perfect weekend, everything Saber had wanted, but then everything turned into a nightmare.
That night, Ansel ran his cool hands along Saber’s belly, up to her breasts, and held them. The way he gazed down at her, admiring, eyes alight, hungry, sent shivers through her whole body. The house around them was quiet, and a candle burned in a glass by the bed, giving Ansel’s white flesh a luminous gold cast. His face looked boyish, almost innocent as he looked down at her, and for a moment Saber imagined they were the same age, two normal people, in love and making love to one another. She reflected that she would not date someone who was twenty years older than her, but Ansel, who was over six hundred years her senior, was somehow fine because he looked like he could be her classmate.
He pressed his lips to her hard nipple. Her whole body shuddered, and all of her thoughts fled as she lost herself in pleasure. She sighed and felt Ansel’s grip on her tighten, heard the faint rumbling of his voice as he groaned, felt his teeth graze the flesh of her breast. He moved up, nipping her, toward the artery that traveled from her neck down along her chest, to her arm. She’d seen arterial diagrams now, knew what he waslooking for. She felt his breath, heard him breathing in, smelling her.
“Oh my god,” she whimpered, and that was like a cue.
He pressed his teeth into the soft flesh where her arm met her chest. It made no sound, and his mouth was quiet as he drank. The fingers of one of his hands were tangled in her hair, and his other hand held her down at the wrist, immobile no matter how she strained against him.
Her eyes rolled as that now familiar feeling came over her, followed by a euphoria that seemed to pulse with her own heartbeat. She felt like it was Ansel’s body that kept her from levitating off of the bed, and she gasped, digging her fingers into his back, ropy with muscles, as he moved on top of her.
He tore himself away from the wound and mounted her in a sort of frenzied, furious way, like he couldn’t wait. She gasped, missing his mouth, aching for him, wanting more, more,more. She rocked her hips and he groaned into her neck, his breath cool, sending a shiver of pleasure down her body.
Would sex always be this good?
Not possible.
She kissed Ansel and tasted blood, then felt him growl against her, his body shuddering. Satiated as he was, he nearly felt warm to the touch. For a moment, everything was perfect.
After school, she’d gone home and grabbed some clothes, then drove to Ansel’s house, parking neatly in his garage.
“This is wrong,” he’d said, letting her in.
“I’m an adult,” she’d insisted.
“It’s notthat,” he said, as she kissed him, making him shudder. “Your father would lose his mind.”
“Because you’reolderthan me?”
“Because I’m hisboss. It’s a betrayal. I’ve betrayed his trust and confidence in me. It’s not something I’m comfortable with.”
“I didn’t think vampires cared about stuff like that. Like, who cares who you sleep with?”
“I’ve been keeping my professional and personal life separate for seven hundred years. I try to havesomeintegrity. I don’t like complications.”
“No drama.”
