Page 12 of Sexual Appetites of Vampires

Lara turned away not wanting him to read her thoughts again and discover how disappointing sex had been for her through the years.

He leaned forward in his chair. “Lara, look at me.”

“I don’t want you listening in on my thoughts. They are private. Mine alone.”

“Your thoughts are easily heard when you speak them so clearly.”

“You mean clear enough for a vampire,” she said, keeping her head turned away.

“Granted, my senses go deeper than the common male, but?—”

She whipped her head back around. “No buts, stay out of my thoughts.”

“Then stop sending them to me,” he said with a bit of annoyance as he leaned back in his chair.

Was she sending him them? How was that even possible? And how did she stop it?

“Why did you agree to participate in this book?” he asked. “You present fact, not fiction on your blog and this editor who hired you is obviously looking for sensationalism.”

His question had mirrored her own when she had taken on the assignment. “My intentions were to find out what I could, piece it together, discard the ridiculous and write what possibly could be, though make it clear that it was nothing but fantasy.”

“And now?”

“That’s a good question. What now? Why did you admit to me that you’re a vampire? It wasn’t necessary. And now that I know...” Her stomach churned waiting for an answer.

“You wonder if I will let you tell the world?”

“It has crossed my mind.”

“It would be a hard sell.”

Lara had to laugh. “You’re right it would be, but it doesn’t answer my question—why did you tell me?”

“That answer is best left for a later time.”

“I would prefer to know now.”

“Not just yet,” Michael said and from the firm tone of his voice, Lara knew even persistence would get her nowhere. “Your lips constantly tempt me to kiss you.”

“Kiss not bite?” she asked, trying to make light of his remark that stirred her in places she didn’t want to think about.

“I would love to bite you.”

He said it with such seriousness that it startled her, and she quickly said, “But you won’t.”

“There will come a time you will want me to.”

“You’re so sure?”

“Very,” he said with such confidence that it made her shiver.

Lara silently questioned the sanity of any further discussion about sex with him. Somehow it always seemed to come back to them eventually making love. And it troubled her that she could easily, though foolishly, surrender to this man. But he wasn’t only a man, he was a vampire. Something she continued to have difficulty believing even though she was seeing proof with her own eyes. And that’s what would stop her...surrendering to avampire. It wasn’t what she had planned for her life. But then life never quite turned out as you planned it.

However, never in her wildest dreams would she have believed she would not only meet a vampire but give thought to having sex with one.

Needing to get away from the topic of sex completely, she said, “I could use a bite to eat.” She cringed at her choice of words.

Michael laughed. “So could I.”

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