Silent Night: Vampire Holiday Romance (The Night Songs Collection Book 4) by Strassel Kristen

Author:Strassel, Kristen [Strassel, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kristen Strassel
Published: 2014-11-17T16:00:00+00:00

Seventeen

I screamed.

Aidan held me down firmly under his body and continued nipping at my neck lightly enough that it felt like tiny electric shocks, the beginning of a violent storm. It was just a matter of time before he could no longer control himself. Whether he was a really a vampire or not, if he sunk his teeth into my skin, a bite was a bite. Nothing about it made it less horrifying.

Squirming and fighting as hard as I could, sweat ran down the sides of my face mixing with my tears, until Aidan licked the rivulets from my skin. I shuddered, the feel of his tongue against my cheek tantalizing yet terrifying. My heart beat so hard it could have punched a hole through his body, straight through the ceiling. I choked on oxygen and adrenaline.

Aidan still didn’t relent as my body exhausted, pooling against the cushions like a mud puddle. He moved away from my neck, instead sucking on my bottom lip. My only protest was a whimper.

“I’ve always loved you,” he breathed against my lips. “Losing you again would kill me.”

“I’m not who you think I am,” I cried. “Aidan, it’s Kyndra. I’m not Marielle. I never have been. Please, let me go.”

He shook his head and lifted his face. His irises were as black as his pupils. I swallowed, hard, and tried not to look away. If he didn’t already know how afraid I was, I didn’t want to let on to it now.

“How can I make you understand?” He looked right through me, seeing what he wanted to see. “I told you my story. The only other thing I can do is---“

“No! Please. Stop this,” I pleaded. “We can get you help, it’s all going to be all right.”

“I don’t need help, Kyndra!” Even though he was angry, and obviously still delusional, at least he knew who he was talking to. I didn’t have much hope right now, so that was what I clung to. “I need you to believe me.”

His arms exhausted, giving out. His body slumped against mine. Once again, his mouth was against my neck. “You even smell like her,” he sighed. “Sweet.”

“I spilled coffee on my pajama top this morning. That’s all.”

He sat up, my clumsiness and bad humor the miracle that I needed. He pulled his knees to his chest at the opposite end of the couch and rubbed his face hard. I shimmied up the pillow only about halfway. If I didn’t think my body would fail me, I would have ran.

“You’ve always smelled like her.” His eyes were still that freaky black. “I followed you to the church that night, because I knew by smell that I found her. Found you.”

“Aidan.” My voice was raspy from screaming.

“I don’t know what to do.” He looked up at the ceiling. “I can’t hurt you. But I need to convince you to stay.”

Since he wasn’t looking at me, he didn’t see my eyes widen. I’d thought the worst of this had passed.

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