Gena Showalter-Atlantis 04 by Vampire's Bride

Author:Vampire's Bride [Bride, Vampire's]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-10-12T20:46:27+00:00

Gasping, she twisted. Not a single sound had given away his presence. Not so much as a blur of movement. But he was here now. Right in front of her. Beautiful, eerily so, those haunted, tragic eyes devouring her in a white-hot perusal. At least he wasn’t eyeing her with hatred.

But seeing him, the first stirring of vulnerability overtook her. Suddenly she was unsure about what to do and say, and despised herself for the weakness. What did he think of as he looked at her like that? Perhaps nothing good. He still mourned the death of his human mate, after all. Still defended her honor.

Delilah, he threatened to slay at every opportunity.

“But you are here,” she finally said.

He gave a stiff nod. “Here I am. I…did not touch the nymph.”

Relief thundered through her, so potent she would have fallen if she had been standing. Thank the gods. Heads would have rolled had he delivered a different announcement. “As if I care,” she lied airily.

Clearly, he was not so easily fooled. “You care. You shouldn’t, but you do. I, however, only came for your neck.”

“You need to feed,” she said, and the answer suddenly didn’t sit well. He hadn’t come for her specifically, hadn’t come for passion and satisfaction. He’d come for sustenance, nothing more.

“You knew that. I told you so. But need?” He shook his head. “No. I’ll never need anyone.” What did that mean?

She hadn’t voiced the question, but he answered her anyway. “I want your blood. I do not need it.”

“Are you sure?”

He ignored her. “First, you will tell me why you are so willing to help me.”

“I don’t know.”

He studied her, gaze probably taking in details she didn’t like him being privy to. How badly she still wanted him, how much she wished she didn’t. “You know nothing about me,” he said.

She knew he was strong, loyal, resourceful. Kind when he wanted to be, sensual even when he didn’t want to be. She knew his kisses were addicting, his body living art.

“And I know nothing about you,” he added, stepping toward her.

A tremor slid the length of her spine. Close, so close. She had only to reach out to touch him, but she didn’t. She turned back to the water and toyed with the ends of her hair. “No, you don’t.” Did he even want to? She hoped that he did, but she couldn’t be certain.

Another step, and his knees brushed her shoulders. At both points of contact, her skin tingled.

“What happens here can only end badly.” Awful words, yet hunger pulsed from his tone, slamming into her and fueling her own.

Sexual desire wasn’t new to her. How many nights had she lain awake, sweating, panting, aching and wishing? Countless. How many times had she dreamed of a man to love her? Again, countless. This man didn’t love her, but he was strong, beautiful, her secret fantasies come to sizzling life.

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