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“What were you doing at that club? Didn’t you know how dangerous it was?”
“I did,” I admitted and shrugged. Talking was painful.
I was aware of his finger caressing my wrist. His touch did not feel cold at all, or perhaps the sensation he caused was warm.
“I thought I was too late,” he said in a low voice.
I looked at him, questioningly.
“The vampires that attacked you, the Owls?” he said. “Vicious, deadly”.”
“I’d never even heard of them until tonight,” I admitted.
Then, as it occurred to me, I asked, “Why were you there?”
The corner of his mouth twitched into a small smile. “I was making sure you were all right.”
“You were following me?!” I wanted to be outraged, but in truth, I wasn’t really. If he hadn’t been there, I would have died.
“Well, I had a feeling you might go after Chakrat.”
It was embarrassing to be that transparent.
“I’m glad you were there.”
He looked at me and I felt naked under his mesmerizing stare. I had never experienced anything like it, the magnetism of his eyes, the lust and the desire I saw there. I felt myself responding, becoming aware of my body under the sheets as it seemed to want to move towards him. This had never happened to me before. No man had ever had this effect on me. It had been easy to keep myself pure, unsullied, trained only on my mission and work.
But this was something else.
Faced with this incredible desire I felt myself losing control over my thoughts, my feelings, my self-control. I wanted him, I could feel it. He’d saved my life and I no longer feared him as I should have. Was this the reason why? He looked at me as if he wanted to know if I was thinking what he was, feeling what he was.
“Izzy,” he said, his voice soft, caressing me, seducing me.
“No,” I whispered, trying to command every ounce of resistance that I could. But there was no point, there was no way I could resist him. I wanted him the way I had never wanted anyone else. I closed my eyes and felt his hand slide up my arms and to my face. I opened my eyes and saw that he was right beside me, cupping my face. His eyes were an incrediblecolor, the lightest blue, and seemed almost incandescent. When his lips touched mine, they were soft and gentle, kissing me with such delicious sweetness that I felt myself melting. I wanted more, more of him. My body seemed to catch fire, it was as if I had woken up, there was a stirring inside of me, between my legs. I felt myself moving towards him, my arms pulling him down on top of me.
“Izzy,” he murmured in my ear, his voice becoming music playing for me only.
I no longer cared if this was wrong, if I shouldn’t do it. All I knew was that I wanted to have sex with him. Now. I had never wanted anyone this much before. Our bodies locked together, a dance of skin against skin, my nipples hardening into tight pebbles soothed only by his cool tongue. His teeth, so sharp, sent shivers of desire through me as they touched the delicate skin.
“Please,” I begged him, moaning.
I couldn’t wait for him to enter me, to fuck me, to have me any which way he wanted me. I couldn’t pay attention to anything but that wonderful feeling, the fire that seemed to emanate from him and his magnificent cock, racing through my blood until I exploded with delight.
Chapter 4
Lucca
People think vampires have no emotions. That we are monsters without any feelings. But that is not entirely true.
What is certainly the case, is that certain emotions become blunted over time. When you have lived a long time, for example, centuries, some things tend to become blunted and worn down. You’ve just seen it all too many times before. The power plays, the little dramas, the pointless fights and arguments. The only thing that matters is power. And money. So, two things. It provides security, ensures longevity. First to go, is the sense of humor, then sympathy and empathy, if there was any to begin with. Friends and lovers turn to enemies so quickly, often before you have time to appreciate them. If you’ve been betrayed before, cheated and lied to, then well, it makes sense not to trust those things, or people.
But money does not lie.
Power does not betray, although those who have it, most certainly and always do. They can be trusted least of all. The powerful will do anything to keep it. Anything.
It had been a long, long, long time since I’d felt anything for someone else. It was admiration and respect.
Izzy had caught me off guard.
