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I was lost in him, lost in this moment, lost in the sensation of his touch, his kiss, his body. And I didn't care. I never wanted to be found. I wanted to stay like this forever.

He lowered me onto the cushions and rose over me, still kissing me, his fingers stroking my breast. When he lifted his head, I saw so much in his dark eyes. The world.

Us.

“I want to bring you joy,” he said.

“You already do.” But I knew what he meant. He was asking if I was interested in more than just kisses. For tonight, wheneverything felt sad and hopeless, I wanted to find joy with this man alone.

“What do you want from me, Reese?” There was no mistaking the restrained need in his voice. “Tell me, and it’s yours.”

“Take me to bed, Wolfie.”

He grumbled about the nickname but sent me a shy smile. “I should chastise you. Tell you you’re going to pay for teasing me unmercifully with that wretchedWolfie, but I find I’m coming to enjoy it. Please, however, do not use it around anyone else. I’m an ancient vampire, I’ll never live it down if you do.”

“Deal.”

He stood and lifted me into his arms. I stroked along the nape of his neck as he carried me up the stairs and down the hall to my bedroom.

“No mistifying?” I asked.

“I want to carry you.”

Chapter 16

Wolfram

Reese was precious to me, and I would ache for her until my dying day. Knowing that she wanted to be with me made my heart pound in my throat.

Inside her room, I kicked the door shut and strode over to lay her on the king-sized bed. I wanted to make this time last forever. But even more, I wanted to make sure she found pleasure.

Stepping back from the bed, I kept my gaze locked on her as she lay on the surface, her eyes never leaving mine. Tonight would be special. I would do all I could to make it unforgettable for her.

I started by unclasping my cape, nudging the silky material off my shoulders. It slid to the floor, and I kicked it aside.

Reese sat up on her elbows, a sly smile lifting her lips. “Are you going to give me a strip tease, Wolfie?”

I growled at the nickname but it melted into a smile. This woman . . .

I raised an eyebrow, doing my best to sink back into my usual stoic demeanor. She was right when she called me stuffy. I wasn’t a man who laughed much, had fun much. With Reese, Iwanted to let go and savor the joy she had to offer. “Would you like me to give you a strip tease?”

Her voice came out throaty, filled with anticipation. “Oh, yes. Very much.”

“Then it's yours.” With my gaze locked on hers, I slowly began to undo my shirt, one button at a time, exposing my chest bit by bit. Her eyes followed the movements, her breath hitching as I slid the shirt away, letting it drop to the floor in a rustle of fabric.

I bent down to unlace my boots, making my movements deliberate and slow. When I kicked them off, they thudded on the floor to my side.

Straightening, I ran my hand down my chest to the top of my pants and slowly shifted my hips while unfastening the button. I followed that up with the slow glide of the zipper. I slid my pants over my hips and stepped out of them. My erection strained against the front of my briefs.

Reese sat up, her fingers reaching out to trace the lines of my abdomen, her touch sending jolts of heat through me. She followed the waistband of my briefs, her fingertip brushing the head of my cock, making it throb with need.

“You're beautiful, Wolf,” she whispered, her gaze lifting to meet mine.

The anticipation in her touch was a tangible, heated thing, and it made me crave her even more. My hard cock jutted against the cloth, begging for her attention. But I wanted to take this slowly, to savor every second, to make sure she felt every bit of pleasure she deserved.

My hands trembled as I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my briefs, the last barrier between Reese and the full view of my form. Desire heated her eyes, and they'd darkened with each piece of clothing I'd removed.

I wasn't done teasing her yet.

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