Page 18 of Her Vampire Hero

As oxygen became a pressing concern for Jenny (and only Jenny, she reminded herself), they broke apart, both panting heavily. Rook's eyes were dark with desire, his pupils blown wide. His fangs were out, and she wanted nothing more than to experience his bite.

Before Jenny could overthink it, she surged forward again, capturing Rook's lips in another searing kiss. Rook’s hands slipped under the hem of her tank top to caress the heated skin of her lower back.

Jenny shifted, straddling Rook's lap without breaking the kiss. The new position brought their bodies flush against eachother, and Jenny couldn't hold back a moan at the feeling of Rook's hardness pressing against her core.

Rook's lips left hers to trail kisses along her jaw and down her neck. Jenny tilted her head, giving him better access, her breath coming in short gasps. When he reached the junction of her neck and shoulder, he paused, his cool breath fanning across her skin.

"Is this okay?" he murmured, his voice strained with the effort of control.

Jenny nodded frantically. "Yes, god yes. Please, Rook..."

He needed no further encouragement. His lips latched onto her pulse point, sucking and nipping in a way that had Jenny seeing stars. She ground down against him, seeking friction, lost in a haze of pleasure.

Rook's hands found their way to Jenny's hips, guiding her movements as she rocked against him. The rough fabric of their jeans created a delicious friction, and Jenny could feel herself approaching the edge embarrassingly quickly.

"Rook," she gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders. "I'm gonna..."

"Let go, darling," Rook murmured against her skin, his voice rough with desire. "I've got you."

His words, combined with a particularly well-timed thrust, sent Jenny careening over the edge. She cried out, her body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over her. Rook held her close, murmuring soft words of praise as she rode out her orgasm.

As Jenny came down from her high, she became aware of their surroundings once more. They were still in the parking lot, tangled together on the ground next to the Camry. The absurdity of the situation hit her, and she couldn't help but laugh.

Rook pulled back slightly, raising an eyebrow. "Not quite the reaction I was hoping for," he said, but his eyes were amused.

Jenny shook her head, still chuckling. "No, it's not that. It's just... God, what are we doing? Making out like teenagers in a parking lot?"

Rook's lips quirked up in a smirk. "Well, when you put it that way, it does sound rather juvenile. Though I assure you, my intentions are anything but."

A shiver ran down Jenny's spine at the promise in his voice. She was about to suggest they take this somewhere more private when a shrill beeping cut through the air.

Rook cursed, fumbling for his phone. "Damn it all," he muttered, silencing the alarm. "I'm afraid our time is up for the night, my dear."

Jenny blinked, surprised to see the first hints of dawn lighting the eastern sky. Had they really been out here kissing all night?

"Shit," she breathed, scrambling off Rook's lap. "I didn't realize it was so late. Or early, I guess."

Rook stood gracefully, offering a hand to help Jenny up. She took Rook's hand, allowing him to pull her to her feet. The sudden movement made her head spin slightly, a reminder of how little sleep she'd gotten and the dizzying aftershock of his bite and her orgasm.

"I wish I could return the favor." She reached out and cupped his hardness.

“Mmm, as do I. But I need to make a rather hasty exit, I'm afraid. The sun and I aren't on the best of terms."

She wanted to go back home with him. But she wasn’t sure what to do with a sleeping vampire. Would he appear dead? Would they just sleep intertwined together?

"Will you be alright getting back to your room?" he asked.

Jenny nodded, suddenly feeling the weight of exhaustion settling over her. Those were questions for another day. After she had more sleep and realized that she had a soul mate whoneeded her. "Yeah, I'll be fine. I might sleep through the day though."

Rook's lips quirked up in a small smile. "A fine idea. Perhaps we can continue our... conversation... tomorrow evening?"

The way he said 'conversation' sent a shiver down Jenny's spine, memories of their passionate encounter flooding back. She felt her cheeks heat up.

"Yeah," she managed, her voice a bit breathier than she'd intended. "That sounds good."

Rook took a step closer, his eyes dark with an emotion that looked like love. It thrilled her. She felt it too. For a moment, she thought he might kiss her again. Instead, he reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers lingering on her cheek.

"Until tomorrow then, my beautiful mate," he murmured.

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