work those fingers on her next.
When he was done, he lifted her hair and brushed his lips to her neck, shuddering and breathing heavily. Her eyes closed and she was just about to say, “My turn,” when he did the most bizarre thing.
He arranged his clothing again and puled down her skirt, then he turned her to him to stare down into her eyes. He cupped the back of her neck hard to yank her to face him, but instead of drinking her, or hitting her, he squeezed her into his broad chest, his hand moving to the back of her head, tucking her into him with those powerful arms.
Which was disconcertingly pleasant.
Curious, she let him embrace her, relaxing a fraction, and in return, he lowered his head to kiss her hair. Finaly he set her back to face him. His expression was not as wild, but grim. “I’ve searched for you, Bride.”
“Been right here.”
“You’ve treated me il, leaving me in that state.”
“My sisters were going to kil you, but I saved your life. And you were about to treat me far worse.”
“And licking my fang?”
That had been an accident! Stil she raised her chin and said, “The least I could do since you were about to torture me. Consider it a memento.”
His face hardened at that, but then he seemed to get his temper under control. “For five years I’ve envisioned the retribution I would mete out, constantly imagining making you pay for what you did to me.” He exhaled a long breath. “But I’m weary of it, Myst, weary of carrying this. I want to look forward and get on with our life.”
Our life?
“From here I’m wiling to start with a clean slate. We are even for our misdeeds against the other and we wil forget about any past…indiscretions that might have gone on before we met.”
“Indiscretions?” How magnanimous of the vampire to give her an empty score card. To fil back up.
“Your blood gave me more than a mere taste. How do you think I found you?”
“So you colected my memories?” Lovely. Did he now know she’d been utterly infatuated with him? Had he harvested al her knowledge about the Lore? “Did you enjoy teling your brother and your friends al about my life—my private thoughts and private…deeds?”
“I have never told anyone anything I’ve seen. Believe me,” he added in an odd tone. “And I vow I never wil. That is between us.”
“Can you vow you’l never use information about my family to harm them?”
He scowled.
“Forget it, then. Doesn’t matter anyway,” she said, trying to wrench away from him. “There’s no starting our life—even if you hadn’t been about to do what that night?
Break my fingers, my legs?”
He didn’t deny these things. “That is in the past and you’ve paid me for that in kind. If it is consolation you want, know that I’ve suffered far worse than I could ever have dreamed to inflict on you. For these years, I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t drink. The only thing I could do was fantasize about fucking you, with no relief.”
Warmth bloomed in her bely, but then she frowned. “It doesn’t console me. I just want you to let go of my arms and alow me to walk away. My kind abhors yours. And even if I liked you and you were decent to me, my sisters would kil you, and I’d be ostracized by every being in the Lore. There’s no way I’d choose pariah-hood with you over my current life—which I happen to enjoy the hel out of—so back off. I don’t want to have to hurt you again.”
He raised a patronizing eyebrow at that, which made her bristle, then said, “I can’t let you go. I’l never do that. Not until I die.”
“I’ve given you a warning and I’l say only once more—release me.”
“It wil never happen. So what wil make you accept this? A vow? Done. I vow to you that I wil never use what I’ve learned to harm your family. As your husband I could never hurt them anyway because the end would be hurting you.”
When she saw he was deadly serious about this, she
When he was done, he lifted her hair and brushed his lips to her neck, shuddering and breathing heavily. Her eyes closed and she was just about to say, “My turn,” when he did the most bizarre thing.
He arranged his clothing again and puled down her skirt, then he turned her to him to stare down into her eyes. He cupped the back of her neck hard to yank her to face him, but instead of drinking her, or hitting her, he squeezed her into his broad chest, his hand moving to the back of her head, tucking her into him with those powerful arms.
Which was disconcertingly pleasant.
Curious, she let him embrace her, relaxing a fraction, and in return, he lowered his head to kiss her hair. Finaly he set her back to face him. His expression was not as wild, but grim. “I’ve searched for you, Bride.”
“Been right here.”
“You’ve treated me il, leaving me in that state.”
“My sisters were going to kil you, but I saved your life. And you were about to treat me far worse.”
“And licking my fang?”
That had been an accident! Stil she raised her chin and said, “The least I could do since you were about to torture me. Consider it a memento.”
His face hardened at that, but then he seemed to get his temper under control. “For five years I’ve envisioned the retribution I would mete out, constantly imagining making you pay for what you did to me.” He exhaled a long breath. “But I’m weary of it, Myst, weary of carrying this. I want to look forward and get on with our life.”
Our life?
“From here I’m wiling to start with a clean slate. We are even for our misdeeds against the other and we wil forget about any past…indiscretions that might have gone on before we met.”
“Indiscretions?” How magnanimous of the vampire to give her an empty score card. To fil back up.
“Your blood gave me more than a mere taste. How do you think I found you?”
“So you colected my memories?” Lovely. Did he now know she’d been utterly infatuated with him? Had he harvested al her knowledge about the Lore? “Did you enjoy teling your brother and your friends al about my life—my private thoughts and private…deeds?”
“I have never told anyone anything I’ve seen. Believe me,” he added in an odd tone. “And I vow I never wil. That is between us.”
“Can you vow you’l never use information about my family to harm them?”
He scowled.
“Forget it, then. Doesn’t matter anyway,” she said, trying to wrench away from him. “There’s no starting our life—even if you hadn’t been about to do what that night?
Break my fingers, my legs?”
He didn’t deny these things. “That is in the past and you’ve paid me for that in kind. If it is consolation you want, know that I’ve suffered far worse than I could ever have dreamed to inflict on you. For these years, I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t drink. The only thing I could do was fantasize about fucking you, with no relief.”
Warmth bloomed in her bely, but then she frowned. “It doesn’t console me. I just want you to let go of my arms and alow me to walk away. My kind abhors yours. And even if I liked you and you were decent to me, my sisters would kil you, and I’d be ostracized by every being in the Lore. There’s no way I’d choose pariah-hood with you over my current life—which I happen to enjoy the hel out of—so back off. I don’t want to have to hurt you again.”
He raised a patronizing eyebrow at that, which made her bristle, then said, “I can’t let you go. I’l never do that. Not until I die.”
“I’ve given you a warning and I’l say only once more—release me.”
“It wil never happen. So what wil make you accept this? A vow? Done. I vow to you that I wil never use what I’ve learned to harm your family. As your husband I could never hurt them anyway because the end would be hurting you.”
When she saw he was deadly serious about this, she