Page 7 of Soulmates
He pulls off his borrowed trousers as soon as the bellhop leaves. I avert my gaze, surprised by his lack of modesty. “For tomorrow…” My words fade away because he’s bent from the waist, digging into one of his trunks.That ass.Embarrassed for ogling, I clear my throat and start again. “My friend Sheena will be here at noon.”
“Sheena? Seriously?” He stands, clutching a flimsy piece of fabric that doesn’t cover nearly enough. A scattering of hair covers his chest, much darker than the hair on his head. “Why is she going to be here, and why does she have a cartoon name?”
“She’s an Amazon, and she’s the only person I trust to keep you safe during the daylight hours.”
He gapes atmeas if he can’t grasp my intent.
“I figure you’re going to want to go to the beach, right?”
He drops the fabric, and God help me, I can’t helpbut flicka glance down. Which is crazy, because it’s all I can do to stay conscious, but for the first time in over a year, my cock stiffens.
So does his.
He stalks across theroomas if I’m prey and not as fierce a predator as him. “Guido, Guido, Guido,” he mutters. “For a dick, you’re not half bad.” He’s close enough to touch, and I’m having trouble breathing.
He touches my suit jacket, the fabric punctured and blood-stained. “I hope my father’s given you an expense account.”
No one’s paying me for this. I inhale hard. Wolf. Blood. My mouth waters.
“Let’s get this off you, then.” He grasps the lapels and pulls. My white button-down is in even worse shape. He doesn’t bother with buttons, tearing it free. My skin is smooth, healed, a dozen or so faint white scars marking where the silver hit me.
He puts a hand on the center of my chest and pushes. I take a step back. His eyes are sky blue and smudged withkohl. Another push. He backs me up till my legs hit the bed in my room. “What are you—”
“Shush.” He shoves, and I sit down. Then he straddles me, tracing circles over the smooth skin of my chest. “Don’t scream.”
Before I can respond, he forms a single claw from his index finger. He slices into one of the white scars, a look of intense concentration on his face, and then he flicks the silver pellet onto the bedspread.
I don’t scream, but it’s a very near thing.
He bends close, his expression even more focused. His breath is warm,andhe licks, a single smooth stroke, clearing away the blood. My skin heals before he finishes.
“There.” His grin is brief, a flash oflightning.Catchinghis lower lip in his teeth, he finds another scar.
I grab his wrist. “Wait.”
“Sorry.” He jerks his hand free and digs in. His touch burns. Another silver pellet falls free. This time, he hums as he cleans the wound.
“They told me vampire blood was freaky good.”
“This the same ‘they’ who told you to go to the Fubar?”
“Hm.” He nuzzles my neck, a moment of sweetness. “Guess we need to talk about that.”
Before I can respond, he finds another scar and pierces it. The pain is sharp and fast and cleansing. We do need to talk about why a pair of gunmen showed up with his name on their lips, armed for vampire. For the moment, however, I’m helpless against his cruel tenderness. He gouges out every bit of the silver, and by the end, hislonglickshaveturned into lingering kisses.
I want to pick him up and throw him out of the room, and I want to drag him closer so I can impale his ass on my dick.I’m still not sure I like him, but I’ve been alive for too many years not to appreciate when fate drops a warm, willing werewolf in my lap.
He eases away, giving me time to make him stop. I don’t.Standingat the side of the bed, he’s nude and fully erect. I try to say something, but the words won’t come.
“They say getting fucked by a vampire is intense, too.” He strokes himself, his eyelids heavy.
My body is still weak. I need to feed, but I won’t. Not from David. I won’t repeat the same mistake twice. “Shouldn’t believe everything you read on the internet.”
“It’s almost dawn. You sure there’s nothing else I can do for you?”
So many things.“No.”
“I’m going to take a shower.” He runs his thumb over the head of his cock, still teasing. “How will I recognize your friend when she gets here?”
