A Vampire's Fallen Christmas Star (Vampires On Holiday #2) by M.L. Guida

Author:M.L. Guida [Guida, M.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Thriller & Suspense, Paranormal, Vampires, Past Life, Mate Search, Rock Star Romance, Holidays, Romantic Suspense, Dangerous & Deadly, SciFi, Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Adult, Erotic, Multicultural, Action & Adventure, Fantasy, Violence, Protection, Supernatural, Vampires On Holiday Series, Christmas, Seasonal, Twin Brother's Death, Rainbow Lake, Head-Strong, Determined, Vampire Killers, Best Friends, Manager Kidnaps Mother, Urban Fantasy, Honesty & Trust
Publisher: Buffalo Mountain Press
Published: 2014-10-23T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Jayden leaned against the bathroom door and folded his arms across his chest. What the hell had he done? He’d only wanted to kiss Eleanor, to show her that this simple pleasure wasn’t something to fear, but instead, he lost himself in her soft curves and passionate whimpers and fueled her terror. He had needed to go slower, much slower, and not concentrate on satisfying his own desire to suckle her breasts. He was a selfish bastard.

He moved away from the door and turned on the sink, splashing cold water onto his face. He was rock hard for Eleanor and hoped she hadn’t realized how much he wanted her. She was such a contradiction. With her vampire strength, she could rip him in two if she decided to, but she wielded her strength only when she needed to. One minute she was a warrior, fighting to save them, and the next a frightened waif hiding in the shadows. He’d never met a woman like her, and he wanted her, God, he wanted her.

He turned on the shower but only let the cold water run. He stripped and jumped inside, biting back a yelp to cry out. Icy water pelted him, punishing him for taking advantage of such a vulnerable woman. His release was as a cold as the stream beating on his skin. After he finished his chilly shower, he dried off and put back on his sweats, vowing to stay at length from Eleanor. If he had been a boy and his father had still been alive, he’d have whipped him with the belt for pushing his lust on a frightened girl. Another nail pounded onto his cross on why he disappointed his father.

When he opened the door to the bedroom, Eleanor was gone and the king-sized bed was freshly made. He gritted his teeth and went to his bedroom to throw on some clothes. He owed her an apology.

He hurried down to the kitchen and the smell of coffee floated up the stairs. He wished he could indulge in the morning pleasure. Eleanor sat at the counter, her hair damp, sipping from a cup. She lowered her eyes, and her cheeks turned a ruby red that clashed with the fluffy white robe wrapped tight around her curvy body. He bet she blushed all the way down to her delicate toes.

“Eleanor,” he said. Her name came out in a guttural tone as if he had suddenly turned into a bullfrog.

She raised her eyebrow.

This time, heat rushed over him, and he cleared his throat. Shit, he’d never become tongued-tied over a woman before. Usually it was the other way around. “I wanted to apologize.”

“For what?”

He should have been paying attention to that icy tone, but he was so caught up in his apology, he missed it. A stupid mistake. “For doing more than just kissing you. I shouldn’t—”

Her eyes blazed and her nostrils flared. She sat her cup down on the counter and coffee splashed out on the side. “You regret being intimate with me?”

“Yes.

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