Page 22 of Sexual Appetites of Vampires

What didmake you mineentail was the question she was afraid to ask, so she chose the easier of the two, or was it?

“I’ll join you for a drink.”

He scooped his towel up off the floor, though didn’t wrap it around his waist, and walked to the door. She continued to admire his naked body, while wondering if she would eventually surrender completely to him. It seemed inevitable at this point, but it was the consequences that disturbed her the most.

He stopped before opening the bedroom door and turned to her. “It is inevitable; you will completely surrender to me. You will be mine.” He turned, opened the door, and walked out, shutting it behind him.

A quivering thrill raced through her and she scolded herself. “What’s the matter with you? You’re not some helpless damsel who melts at the feet of some mighty warrior. You’re a modern woman who makes wise decisions when it comes to her sex life.”

Who was she kidding? She hadn’t made a wise decision about her sex life since she had surrendered her virginity to Jason Ketchum when she was eighteen. It had been a big disappointment on both sides and the only reason she had done it was out of sheer stupidity. All her friends had lost their virginity years before, and she had felt left out. Jason had always had a thing for her, though she had thought it was more for the fact that he was obsessed with cemeteries or perhaps it had been death he had been obsessed with. So, on a hot summer night she had lost her virginity in a cemetery, though she had drawn the line of doing it on top of a grave. Still, she hadn’t been able to shake the thought that all the residents of Blue Creek Cemetery had been watching. She had the feeling Jason must have gotten a similar feeling since he had never bothered with her again after that, though it could have been that it had turned out so bad that neither one of them wanted another go at it.

Lara jumped and was startled out of her musings when the door opened and Michael entered. He wore black sweatpants that hung low on his hips and nothing else. An uncorked bottle of wine was tucked in the crook of his arm and two wine glasses dangled from his fingers.

She stared at him, wondering how he could appear more handsome each time she laid eyes on him.

“Slip into something comfortable and easily removable,” he said with a teasing grin.

She glanced down at herself and though the towel was still wrapped around her, she felt naked. She quickly grabbed her red flannel pajama bottoms and pink thermal top from her suitcase and hurried into the bathroom to slip them on.

Her chilled toes reminded how long she had been standing half naked, so she was relieved to find her thick pink and white polka dot socks wrapped in her flannel bottoms. She hurriedly pulled them on, ran her comb through her partially damp hair and with trepidation and an ounce of anticipation she returned to the bedroom.

She froze only a few feet into the room. Michael was staring at her with such intense fervor that she thought he would pounce on her at any moment, and she wondered if she would stop him.

“Is there anything you wear that doesn’t make you appear ravishingly sexy?”

Lara gave herself a quick glance, then pointing at herself asked, “This is sexy?”

“It hugs you in all the right places and best of all I can dispose of both pieces in no time, leaving you in those adorable polka dot socks. This way your feet can stay warm while we make love.”

The image of her in nothing but her socks while he drove in and out of her sent her entire body crying out to him.

Michael grew rigid and his eyes snapped shut for a moment. “Careful, Lara, I can resist your body’s cravings for only so long.”

Lara reacted, reaching out and grabbing the long purple robe draped over the chaise and slipping into it, tying the belt snugly at her waist.

Michael laughed. “Not much of a defense, sweetheart.” He handed her a glass of red wine and nodded at the chaise. “Sit and we’ll talk.”

“Here in the bedroom?” she asked, taking the glass, though making sure not to let their fingers touch as she did.

“Bedroom, living room, library, kitchen, I intend to make love to you in as many rooms as possible before our time together is done.”

Our time together is done.The consequences...have a sex fest with a vampire, enjoy it beyond belief and never see him again? Or become like him? Or find yourself caring for him more than you thought possible? She quickly shifted her thoughts, not wanting him privy to her musings.

“As I have told you, though perhaps you’ve already surmised...vampires have ravenous sexual appetites. But then your body tells me that you do as well.”

Only with you.The thought hit her like a dousing of ice-cold water.

“Oh hell,” Lara said and deposited herself on the chaise and downed more than a sip of wine. “What’s the point of fighting it when you can hear my thoughts as clearly as my words? So, tell me why my libido is constantly on overdrive around you. Do you manipulate me and make me want you with such intensity that I think I’ll go mad if I don’t have you?” Holy crap, where had that come from?

Michael took the chair that sat next to the chest of drawers and positioned it opposite the chaise and sat. “It came from you as do your feelings, your desires. I do not manipulate you.”

“Before you left this room, I felt as if I was wrapped in a loving embrace. Did I imagine that or was that you?”

“It was me. I could feel you needed comforting, but I also sensed your reluctance. I, however, could not resist giving you what you needed. As I’ve told you, I will always satisfy you, whether sexually or emotionally.”

“It’s not possible to always satisfy another and not fair to expect someone to do so.”

“Perhaps not for a human, but you forget I’m a vampire.”

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