Bite by Angela Knight

Author:Angela Knight
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Epic, Vampires, Short Stories, Horror, General, Romance, Fantasy, American, Suspense, Fiction, Short stories, Love stories, Horror tales
ISBN: 9780515139709
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2004-12-28T05:00:00+00:00

7

“GALAHAD?”

He jerked around, his muscles coiling to strike out. Caroline blinked at him, her dark eyes wide and startled. His sleep-drugged brain jarred to full consciousness with a sense of relief.

A dream. It had been a dream.

He rolled out of bed and staggered toward the stairs, vaguely aware that she was hurrying after him. “Galahad? What's wrong?”

He didn't trust himself to answer. The sticky weight of fear and failure clung to his shoulders like a rotting shroud.

The minute he reached the exercise room, Galahad stripped off his pants and dove into the pool with the desperation of a man hungry to wash his demons away.

The shock of hitting the water blasted him fully awake, and he started stroking hard, trying to power his way through his lingering depression.

Sometimes he fucking hated this job. No matter how many battles he won, the war never ended. There was al-ways another fight, on and on, world without end: Nazis, communists, terrorists, serial kil ers, psychopaths of every stripe.

And no matter how many bad guys he killed, he was always too late to save some innocent. The pit in his dreams had no fucking bottom. Gritting his teeth, he swam harder.

Finally he stopped pushing and rolled over on his back to float, his muscles jumping from the effort he'd demanded of them.

“You want to tell me what's eating you?” Caroline said.

Galahad looked over at her. She stood on the edge of the pool, watching him. The silky peach pajamas she wore emphasized the length of her legs and the sweet, high curves of her breasts. Hunger rose, sudden and violent. He tried to push it aside. She was still gun-shy from that asshole Dominic. “I hate the day-sleep,” he told her finally over the patter of the waterfall. “I get nightmares like you would not believe, but I can't wake up.” Sympathy warmed her dark, lovely eyes. “I know what you mean. I had some nasty ones myself. I doubt I got more than four or five hours sleep.” She sighed, making those lush breasts rise and fal . Her tight little nipples tented the fabric.

He remembered the way they'd felt hardening against his palms. Remembered the slick, tight grip of her sex as he'd stroked a finger inside. She'd feel impossibly good around his cock, which was suddenly rock-hard and aching.

God, he needed her. He needed the forgetfulness he'd find in her body. She was so damn clean. So innocent of the kind of shit he had to wade in every single day. He wanted to see the passion overtake that pretty face. Wanted to forget all the innocents he'd failed, all the men he'd kil ed. He wanted to plunge into her the way he'd plunged into the pool and just forget. His cock hardened in a hungry rash, arching over his belly as he floated on his back. “Caroline.” His voice came out rougher than he intended, rasping with need rather than the smooth note of seduction he'd intended.

She took a wary step back.

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