Black Magic Rose by Jordan K. Rose

Author:Jordan K. Rose [Jordan K. Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Vampires
Goodreads: 19276084
Publisher: Jordan K. Rose
Published: 2013-12-06T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

After jiggling the little slide lock on the ladies’ room door into place and managing not to burst into a fit of hysterics, Sofia leaned on the countertop, rocking and staring at her reflection. What was happening? And why? Was he trying to control her? Was this some sort of vampire game, some cruel and unusual ritual or something? What was he doing to her?

She splashed water on her face. Her makeup had all but worn off hours earlier. She was fairly certain she’d sweated it off. Between the turtleneck, scarf, and suit jacket she’d had to keep on all day, three debates on the Workplace Violence Policy, and the fight with Rick she’d stood no chance of looking presentable at the end of the day.

She untied the scarf and yanked the turtleneck away from her skin. That damn hickey was still there and it hadn’t faded even a shade. She didn’t have another turtleneck. What the hell was she going to do tomorrow?

Calling in was not an option. What would she say? “Can’t come in. I have a hickey to beat all hickeys.” She pressed her hands to her cheeks. She’d be tempted to flat out fire herself for that stupid excuse.

The more she stared at the bruise, the less offensive it seemed. It sort of grew on her. She’d never had a hickey like this before. She leaned closer to the mirror, swaying left to right to allow the light to hit it from different angles. Certainly little love marks had appeared on her neck from time to time, and she’d had arguments with her mother over how they got there. But nothing like this ever formed.

She brushed her fingers over it, pressing to make the skin turn white. He made this happen. The memory of his mouth on her skin, his tongue lapping at her, his lips sealing over her flesh made her breath hitch. She’d thrown her head back and pulled him to her, thrusting her neck to him, holding his head against her. All the while riding him. Outside. In the backyard. Like a teenager sneaking around.

And she wanted to do it again. She’d like a matching hickey on the other side and maybe a couple on her breasts and two or three on her thighs. She moaned.

Her hands flew to her mouth. In the mirror she watched the door. Was she making a lot of noise in here? What the hell was she doing? Why did she want him to touch her like this? More importantly, why did she want to rip his clothes off and ride him hard like she hadn’t had sex in a century? Was he trying to turn her into a nympho?

He is! She gasped. “That’s it.”

That was why he didn’t bite her. He was some sort of sexual vampire. Was it succubus or incubus or something? That had to be it. She wasn’t a sex fiend. He was making her this way. Normally she would never want to fool around with the likes of him.

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