Blood Rose by Page Sharon

Author:Page, Sharon [Page, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Vampires, London (England) - Social Life and Customs - 19th Century, Fiction, Romance, Fantasy, Erotic Fiction, Historical Fiction, Erotica, General
ISBN: 9780758215444
Publisher: Aphrodisia
Published: 2007-07-31T07:00:00+00:00

Drake lay on his back in the muck, and all he could do was watch the wreaths of mist dance over his head. He couldn’t move. Hell, he couldn’t even blink his eyes.

Was he already dead?

Where in hell was Sommersby? Probably applauding in glee at finally being rid of the filthy, murderous, street scum his father had molded into a killer.

The bullet had ripped into his back. Just below his hat, right at the top of his spine. The front of his chest had exploded as the ball tore through him. He could smell the stench of his own blood, Blood Rose ©Sharon Page 2007 Email: [email protected] 90

but he couldn’t move his head to see the gory mess that was once his body.

The mist congealed in front of him. Swirling, it formed the shape of legs, arms, the thick torso of a man. And then it became a form as black as night. That form bent beside him, as though dropping to one knee. He couldn’t turn to see it—he couldn’t move his neck.

Long-fingered hands caressed his face. One fingertip traced an old scar, the one right under his eye. Drake saw only shadow above him, shadow hidden by fog. The finger stroked his cheekbone, ran feather-light across his lips. The way he’d traced Sommersby’s mouth with the stake. Why had he done that? He knew—to irritate Sommersby, to show superiority.

The fingers lifted his chin. “You have lost much of your blood. You will die. It would be a pleasure to finish you.”

Drake fought the dizziness. The effort seemed to suck the life from him. Why couldn’t he move his bloody limbs?

“But it will be a greater pleasure to keep you.”

Blearily, Drake saw fingers move to his lips. His eyes crossed; the pain almost drove him to pass out. Gently, lovingly, the fingers traced his lips. A bolt of sensual excitement sizzled through him, leaving him aroused, erect, and burning with fury. Something wet touched his cheek. Christ Jesus, a tongue.

But he couldn’t wrench his head away.

“There are some who deserve to live forever,” the demon continued.

Lukos. This had to be Lukos. Drake’s heart pounded, and his constrained, rigid cock pulsed with each beat. He seemed to drift on a line between death and life, his senses fading, then becoming sharp and clear. But he couldn’t speak. His tongue was frozen, and cold began to stiffen his fingertips, his toes. It spread, crackling like ice on a pond, claiming his arms and legs. He could feel his heartbeat slowing.

And the voice droned on, low, hoarse, against his ear. “It was amusing to give eternal life to discarded children left to die. It entertained me to give ultimate powers to the damned.”

Drake’s heart labored. He tried to keep breathing, tried to will his heart to pump. But it only sent blood pouring out his wound, soaking into the wet mud.

The tongue licked his ear. Drake almost vomited—his guts lurched and he couldn’t sit up to fight it. He coughed, spluttered—would he

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