My body starts moving on its own and I sit down next to him. He turns to me and looks at my lips.
Every part of me is aching for him. I feel his breath on my arm. It’s cold and sends goosebumps shivering up my skin.
“Why did he hurt you?” I whisper as I feel myself leaning toward him.
His captivating eyes lock onto mine and my pussy throbs with lust. I’ve never wanted to touch myself so badly. I feel like I’m going to burst into flames.
“It doesn’t matter. All I care about is him using you to get to me. He’s going to die for that.”
I can sense the danger of this man but instead of being afraid or repelled by it, I’m lured in even more. The idea of having a man by my side who is willing to kill for me is a tremendous turn on.
My gaze falls to his mouth and I swallow hard when I see the two bumps in his lips caused by his large canine teeth.
He has a sweetness to his scent and it smells so good as it tingles my nostrils. I find myself leaning in even closer as the air between us charges with heat. I don’t stop myself or him when I see his lips coming toward mine.
Our lips connect and I moan when I feel his tongue slide against mine. His lips are softer than the rest of him and I hum as he kisses me deeper. My body melts and my blood starts to boil as his hands come around me, tugging at my waist and pulling me closer.
He tastes like sweet honey and I open my lips wider so he can slide deeper into my mouth. My hands start to explore his naked chest and arms. His skin feels like cool stone under my fingertips and it makes every nerve ending in my body come alive.
I moan as his protective arms wrap around me, holding me close to him as he gives me the first kiss of my life.
I could get used to this…
He tastes so good as I start to shyly press my tongue into his mouth. I lick the seam of his lips and then press in deeper, but the side of my tongue snags on something sharp and I gasp at the taste of blood.
He yanks his head back and leaps off the bed. I immediately feel a sense of loss now that I’m no longer in his arms. He crosses the room so fast that he’s a blur. I squeeze my eyes shut and shake my head, unable to believe what I just saw.
“Did I do something wrong?” I ask, feeling like my heart is breaking.
He’s leaning against the wall on the far side of the room, turned away from me and trembling. I gulp when I see his hands digging into the wall so hard that they’re leaving fingerprints in the stone.
“Just stay back,” he warns in a growl.
I glance at the armoire covering the only exit. I’m stuck here. And even if I could leave, Dustin is still prowling the halls with a crossbow.
It doesn’t take long before my attention falls back on Roderic. I’m confused and I don’t know what’s going on.
The kiss was nice and romantic before my tongue snagged on his tooth. And it’s not like there was a lot of blood. Only a drop or two at the most.
It’s then that it hits me.
His teeth aren’t over-sized canines… They’re fangs.
The pale skin, the lack of blood in his wound, the incredible strength—enough to pick up an armoire, the superhuman speed, the reddish tint in his eyes… he’s a vampire.
I glance at the open window that must be at least four stories high, but I don’t consider jumping out.
I’m too intrigued. I’m even more captivated by him now.
Roderic is still across the room, trying to restrain himself. He’s going through that pain to protect me from himself.
I go to him, slowly, carefully. His body is trembling as I reach him. His eyes are glowing a golden-red.
He’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
“Roderic,” I whisper as I reach out and gently touch him. He flinches away from me and I pull back my arm as my heart breaks. “It’s okay. I know your secret.”
I studied all about vampires in a class I took in University. I wrote a paper gathering all of the evidence that proves their existence and my teacher still gave me an F. Even worse, he ridiculed me in front of the whole class. Even though he made me feel like an idiot, I still believed I was right.
For weeks, I studied their history and the entire time I wished I could meet one. I dreamed of becoming one. There’s something so romantic and beautiful about living for centuries in an old stone castle like this one.