Deep Deliverance: The Deep Series, Book 3 by Z.A. Maxfield

Author:Z.A. Maxfield
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: vampires;academic;m/m;gay;adventure;suspense;paranormal
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2016-03-01T05:00:00+00:00

“Where are you going?” Donte caught Adin’s hand as he slipped from the bed.

“I thought I’d get a shower and go out for a while.” Adin still couldn’t look Donte in the eye when it came to his needs. “I have to feed.”

Donte threw the covers off his long legs. “All right.”

Adin pressed his hand to Donte’s chest. He was momentarily distracted by the crisp hair curling beneath his fingers. Donte’s skin was still damp with sweat. Slightly warm. It was tempting—very tempting—to stay in bed. There was no real reason he had to go out by himself, except suddenly, and for no apparent reason, he was feeling closed in. He’d always been driven to distance himself from his lovers. Maybe because doing the opposite was so goddamn enticing.

It would be so easy to disappear into a life with Donte. To accept his love. His protection. To give up and let Donte lead in every aspect of their lives. To let him control and nurture until Adin was dependent on him for everything. It would be easy to become so much a part of Donte that Adin lost himself entirely.

But it would be like his nightly fall into oblivion.

No matter how much Adin loved Donte, he simply wasn’t made that way.

“You don’t have to go with me. I’ll find Sean.”

Donte stilled. He appeared to want to argue, but he hesitated before speaking. Maybe he understood. Maybe he just didn’t want to ruin whatever accord they’d achieved. “Are you certain?”

“I’ve done it twice now.” Adin nodded. “It’s like riding a bike, right?”

Donte gave him a playful shove. “Be careful.”

“I will.” As Adin headed for the bathroom, his body still sang from their lovemaking. His skin was flushed, his knees were a little weak, and his ass ached. He stepped into the shower and let the hot water course over his back and shoulders, loving the feel of the warmth on his skin.

Donte’s tenderness, his confessions, his promises still hung in Adin’s heart. They could make this work. As long as Donte respected his boundaries, they could make this work. He felt happier than he had in such a long time. He was optimistic about the future in a way he hadn’t been for months, until he remembered Harwiche’s bequest and all that laughter. He’d hated Ned Harwiche when he’d been alive, and after that last humiliation he ought to dig up his corpse, tear it to shreds, and hide it in a butcher’s garbage bin with whatever other vile waste was there.

When he was done showering, he toweled off quickly and dressed in jeans and a sweater. He found a pair of clean socks, pulled them on, and then slipped into his shoes. If he was going to stay in L.A. much longer, he’d have to send his clothes to be cleaned. Or go shopping. He’d always liked shopping, but since he’d been turned, he hadn’t done any. Not once. It was a true barometer of how much his mood had improved that he looked forward to it now.

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