BS2 - Vampire Crusader by Kate Hill

Author:Kate Hill [Kate Hill]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-01-07T07:26:18+00:00

Chap ter Five

Maries heart pounded wildly. She glanced at Charless masked face and wondered if he would finally reveal himself once in the privacy of his room. The kiss they had shared moments ago had wiped out any lingering doubts that this man might not be Charles. His lips and tongue had moved in the tender yet demanding way she well remembered. His taste and the rhythm of his breathing were distinctly Charless.

His eyes flickered in her direction, sending a spark of raw desire through her. It seemed like forever since they had been together. This was like a dream. The most wonderful fantasy was about to come true. Her lover had come back to her. More than anything she wished for him to tell her, to sweep her into his embrace and drop this secrecy hanging between them like a heavy velvet drape.

At the end of the hallway, they paused outside a door. They had postponed their visit to the replicated Roman bath and opted to satisfy the lust threatening to burn them alive. Charles unlocked the door and switched on the light for Maries sake.

Glancing around the room, she noted many candles were arranged on a square wooden table. A tall metal candelabrum that held three red pillar candles stood near the bed. The faint scent of vanilla and coconut wafted on the air.

Would you like a drink? he asked.

No thank you. The rum was enough.

The door closed and Charles placed a hand on her shoulder. Marie jumped, her nerves frayed from the excitement of seeing him again.

Are you afraid?

Of you? She smiled. No.

His eyes narrowed slightly and his lips tightened a bit. Though she wished to see her lovers handsome face and feel his soft, finely drawn lips against hers, there was something oddly compelling about his costume mouth. It was ugly yet arousing. The odd shape of it had felt so natural when he kissed her. She wondered if the makeup on his shoulders and chest felt as real. Tentatively, she lifted a hand and rested it against the hard curve of his shoulder. She used her fingertip to trace the outline of his veins beneath the whitest sections of flesh. Drawing a deep breath that expanded his broad chest, he watched her caressing hand with such intensity that her nipples tightened and her clit ached. As she swept both hands over his chest, her breathing quickened. Her palms rested flat against the warm flesh, smooth in places, roughened by hair and scars in others. How could a costume feel so real?

Suddenly his hands covered hers. He pressed them hard to his chest. His heart pounded in an unusually fast rhythm. A smile tugged at her lips when she realized he was as turned on as she was.

I have a request. His deep voice was soft yet demanding. This was clearly more than a request, but something he wanted badly.

What is it?

I want to play a game.

Her smile broadened. I thought we already were.

Yes. His jaw tightened.

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