Should There Be (Vampire Assassin League) by Jackie Ivie

Author:Jackie Ivie
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: paranormal romance, vampire assassin league, short story, vampire romance, anthology
Published: 2012-07-18T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

She was going to touch him?

Rafaele tensed to withstand it, every bit of him primed for, needful of, thirsting over that exact thing…and he’d been doing so well, thus far! He didn’t know how to act around a lady. The women he’d frequented back before this afterlife, well…those women weren’t ladylike at all. They’d been lustful and greedy, grabbing for him before he’d untied his crotch ties. He’d liked to believe their words that such haste was due to the man and not his full wallet, but he wasn’t that naive.

This Lenna wasn’t remotely like the women he’d frequented at Port Royal. No…his mate was different. Beautiful. Lithe. Graceful. Extremely well-formed and dressed to show it off. She was everything he’d dreamt for a mate. All those decades…and here she was. The one. Everything on him amplified what that meant, and yet nothing on her reacted. Every moment in her sphere altered him, touching parts of him he’d never known existed. She was bringing this undead creature back to full physical sensation. There wasn’t any doubt over that. Long dormant portions of his body were flaring to life, primed into weight and heft and irritation, regardless of how he worked for control. She made his frame taut, his loins heavy, and his heart react as if such a thing were possible.

The old Rafaele de Jesus y Santiago would’ve had her on her back in one of these half-shell bed-things the instant she locked the door. That man hadn’t learned self-control. He hadn’t needed it. Women were havens in an unforgiving world. Softness in an ocean of hard. Lushness in an existence of squalor. Purveyors of pleasure and fulfillment after months of hardship. Containers of delight ready to grip a man and milk the ecstasy from him. A woman offered hours of delight, took the edge off loneliness, the sting from useless existence. He’d never turned a woman down. Weeks at sea primed a man to leap without thought; jump without reason; dip without discretion.

Rafaele’s mind plagued him now with images, overwriting those he’d known. Lenna’s lips locked to his; her curvaceous legs entwined about his hips; long, slender fingers roaming his chest. His torso. His backside.

Madre de Dios!

Rafaele clenched his buttocks, earning more sensation he had to struggle with. He wasn’t going to be rash and quick, with regard for only his own pleasure. No. Not with Lenna. He wanted her fully. Completely. Sensually. Melding with her to become one. A joining worth over three hundred years of time. Every caress.

She pulled at the skin at the back of his right arm.

Rafaele jerked into statue-stiffness, holding onto physical need beyond scope. Beyond reason. Beyond leashing. She was playing with fire, and he was unable to stay her. Everything on him wanted it. To an unbearable degree. And worse. It was obvious in these sports shorts they’d procured for him.

She walked around to his front again, putting sweet-smelling hair right beneath his chin while she looked across at him, her eyes centered approximately mid-chest.

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