Maggie Shayne - Twilight Series 01 by Twilight Phantasies

Author:Twilight Phantasies [Phantasies, Twilight]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-01-07T07:18:14+00:00

"I will try to begin to explain it to you. You see, not just any human can become a vampire. There are, in

fact, very few who could be transformed, all of whom have two common traits." He moved to her calf,

kneading the back of it as he soaped it for her. "One is the bloodline. It traces back to a common

ancestor, but I suspect it goes back much farther, even, than that."

"Who?"

He captured one of her feet in both his soapy hands and lifted it from the water to rub and caress and

massage it until the foot and his hands were invisible beneath a mound of suds. "Prince Vlad the

Impaler... better known as—"

"Dracula," she breathed, awestruck.

"Exactly. The other trait—" he rubbed her big toe between his thumb and forefinger "—is in the blood

itself. There is an antigen called Belladonna."

She sat up fast. "But I have the Belladonna antigen." He turned his face toward her, his gaze momentarily

locking onto her breasts, jiggling with the sudden movement just above the water's surface, bubbles

clinging, sliding slowly down.

He licked his lips. "Yes, and you have the ancestor, as well. Such humans with both traits are rare. We

call them the Chosen. Always there is a mental link between us and them, though in most cases the

humans are unaware of it. We know if they are in danger, and we do our best to protect them. The

incident in Paris was not the first time Roland had saved my life, you see." He forced his head to turn

away again, she noticed, and he went to work, with his magic hands and fingers, on her other foot. "That

is where our link began. It became much stronger, and that part of it you must remember on your own."

She lowered herself into the water again. She believed him. She no longer doubted what he'd told her.

The sensation of being able to see what was in his mind was awesome to her, but very real. She knew,

for instance, that it would do her no good to insist he tell her more of their past and this link. He wouldn't.

For her sake, he wouldn't. And she knew, right now, the effort it was costing him not to jerk her roughly

into his arms and to kiss her until her head swam with desire. He held himself in rigid check, knowing the

terror she'd felt tonight. For her sake, he held back.

He loved her.

His love was like a soft, warm blanket, enveloping her and protecting her from the world. Nothing could

touch her with this feeling around her. It was heaven to be loved so much. Cherished, as he'd told her.

The emotions touched her almost physically. Their warmth was palpable.

"Roll over," he said, his voice very deep and soft in the tiny room. She did, folding her arms on the tub's

rim to make a pillow for her head. His powerful hands worked the soapy cloth over her back and

shoulders. He massaged and caressed and washed her all at once, and his every touch was pure ecstasy.

God, she wondered.

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