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He chuckles. “I’m guessing you approve?”
A huge white marble tub sits along one wall, large enough for two people to fit in. The ornate bronze-colored fixtures catch my eye, especially the faucet in the shape of a lion’s maw. It’s beautiful, and the standing oval mirror in one corner is a nice touch.
“I definitely approve. This is amazing.”
“Feel free to use it whenever you wish for your stay. I prefer the shower.” He gestures toward the far wall and strides over, pointing out a set of controls I hadn’t noticed.
With a touch of a button, all eight of the showerheads come to life, steam rising quickly from the tiled floor. Surprisingly, there’s a bench inside big enough for at least two people to sit comfortably.
“Fancy.”
He opens his mouth to say something, but the next expression on his face as he flicks the shower off makes it clear he changed his mind. “The towels are in the cupboard there. I’ll be in the study when you get out. Third door on the left from mine.”
“Thank you.”
He nods and leaves the room.
I finally relax when I hear the soft click of the door shut on his way out, then I let myself fully freak out. Oh my gosh, this bathroom! My insides flutter with excitement as I snap a few pictures and grab a bottle of stuff near the tub. I inhale its woodsy scent and it instantly reminds me of him. I turn on the knobs to run a bath, a heady anticipation coming over me at the thought of bathing in his smell, of taking a bath in his space.
I could really get used to this.
Chapter 12
VLAD
I listenthrough the door of my room as the tub fills. The water almost drowns out the soft sounds the fabric makes as it pools at her feet, and the knowledge that she’s now completely naked sends lust thundering through me. She’s in my bath. My cock rises again. Dammit.
At this rate, all of my clothing will be sullied with cum.My wardrobe has seen worse.
My phone vibrates softly inside the room, and I mutter a curse. The blasted thing should not be this difficult to keep up with.
I enter quietly so I won’t disturb her and grab the infernal device from the dresser, then turn to leave. My eyes flicker to red as I become instantly arrested by the sight of Aubrey laid bare in the mirror. My fangs drop from my gums, and I barely withhold a growl. The swells of her breasts floating above the water and the bare skin of her thighs have my mouth watering.
I will my eyes to shut but they disobey, only fluttering closed when she emits a sigh of approval. The sound sends a sharp shock of lust to my balls, and my cock swells in response. Fuck me.
Etiquette demands it is bad form to observe a woman in such a state, but at the moment, I would impale and destroy anything on earth that would attempt to remove me. Her blonde hair is wet, making it look like honey curling around the soft crest of one nipple and her expression is one of blissful relaxation.
My hands grip the wood of the doorframe when she moans and bites her bottom lip.What is she doing?
My chest expands when she throws one leg over the edge of the tub and shuts her eyes. I freeze, completely transfixed, and wonder if she is touching herself beneath the bubbles. Every molecule of my being stands to attention when her fingertips slide over her breast to toy and tease her nipple. The memory of her convulsing around my fingers causes me to groan aloud, and she goes still, staring at the ornate, freestanding oval mirror with a frown.
“Hello?” she calls.
My vision fades to a red haze. The scent of fear along with the sweet smell of berries permeates the air, and I grin. Vampires cannot be seen in silver-backed mirrors, and fortunately I have several. Doyle, the prick, loves to move them around the castle simply to fuck with me, but this time, I’m afraid I owe him one.
After a moment, she settles back into the bath, her anxiety easing as her mind glosses over her inability to see me. Need and want override the logic that I should stay away from her.I want her.She has consumed every thought in my mind every moment of each day since she arrived, and I am tired of fighting my instincts. I want her to be mine.
She moves to grip the edge of the tub, making the decision for me. Water drips from her hands to the floor and steam rolls lightly through the room, wafting her scent my way. I can withstand it no longer. The smell sends need roaring inside me, my balls draw up, my cock lifts like it has for only her in the last century, and all rational thought is lost.
I speed over and silence her from behind, muffling the shriek that tries to escape her mouth as I take in her wet, quivering flesh. Her breathing is harsh, and her tiny body is obviously overcome with adrenaline.
“It’s only me,” I whisper into her ear.
Making sure my body is blocking the view of the mirror, I uncover her mouth and she glares. “You scared the shit out of me.”
She moves to cover herself and I reach down into the tub to grasp her thigh.
“I came back in because I forgot something, only to find you pleasuring yourself,” I softly rasp against her nape, drawing my nose along her flesh to smell her sweet aroma. “Was earlier not enough for you?”
