Read Online A Forever Mate: Vampire Assassin League #18 by Jackie Ivie - Free Book Online

which, I am perfectly capable of getting to a bathroom on my own.”
    His head lowered, putting his nose very close to hers. The clear eye gave her a view of perfect face. The blurred one made him look like a wash of flesh-toned mountain.
    “There is a lot of broken glass on the floor, sweet. And you are still half-human.”
    She frowned, and closed the over-corrected eye. It didn’t do much. “Excuse me?”
    “I am a vampire, love.”
    Jill considered him for long moments while her heart ramped up, and her skin prickled with a series of goose-bumps. “Right. You know... I think I can get around broken glass.”
    “Well, I won’t chance it.”
    “Mister Cole—”
    “Sebastian,” he replied, and he now was cheating. He ran his lips along hers.
    “Sebastian,” she replied, although it was whispered in a low tone she didn’t know she owned.
    “I notice you didn’t react to the other portion of my words.”
    “What... portion?” It was very difficult to think with him so close!
    “The vampire part.”
    “Oh. Right. Well. I... heard it. I have chosen... to ignore it.”
    “Truly?”
    “Um. I... never address impossibilities. I spent a few too many weeks in the loony-bin. I heard all kinds of things. I learned. If you address absurdities, you simply encourage them and have to deal with even more of them. So. It’s a waste of effort.”
    “Really?”
    “Yes. You are not a vampire and I am certainly not a halfway to becoming one. That is implausible and impossible. Therefore, I choose to ignore it. I also ignore UFO sightings, alien visitation claims. Bigfoot stories. Werewolves. Time travel. You know. All the impossible things.”
    He chuckled. But he did lift his head.
    “I... have to use the sink now. It’s in the bathroom. I don’t need your help, really. But I have to put some water on my eye. I think my contact is stuck.”
    “Ah. The plastic thing you spoke of.”
    “Yes.”
    “You need water for it?”
    “Yes.”
    “In that event... oh. Wait. I think... yes. Here it is.”
    He reached upward, putting his jaw-dropping physique on display as the sheet slid down. She’d been right. He was the epitome of male perfection, and he’d be a joy to sculpt. That wasn’t the only thing he’d uncovered. She was on full view to her thighs. And naked.
    Holy hell.
    This was too much sensory stimulation, way too early in the morning, and way too soon in any relationship. And she was a novice. He was back. He held a bottle of spring water. Sealed. It was covered with water that dripped from the icy bath it had been in. The drops landed on her, making her jerk slightly each time. To disguise all of it, she started speaking.
    “You have... bottled water? Just like that? At your fingertips?”
    “Apparently, I have access to all sorts of things. Let me see... I’ve got lotions. Lubricants. Uh... this is odd. A tube of chocolate-flavored body jelly?”
    He was reaching again, lunging up, and putting all sorts of stimuli against her. Jill tipped her head to watch. The headboard must be following the theme of the bathroom. It was chrome-edged and made of glass. But it wasn’t see-through. Their headboard was one gigantic mirror. It reflected her as a shadowy darkness against the white sheets. There was a basket of items atop the headboard. She watched as he shuffled around in it.
    “Here’s a packet of roasted almonds. A tin of rose-scented wax. And a selection of these things.”
    He held a sealed condom package. Jill almost giggled. It was better to stay busy. She sat up, pretending not to notice anyone’s lack of clothing, opened her water bottle, doused her eye, steadied the bottle between her thighs, stanched any blush over that sensation, and then flipped the contact out. She was on her way to putting it in her mouth when she realized something completely incredible.
    She could see.
    Perfectly.
    It was better than she’d ever dreamed. No. Wait. It was beyond that. She had ultra-vision. Jill cried out