Miss Austen's Vampire

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Authors: Monica Knightley
Tags: Romance, Historical, Paranormal, Historical Romance, Vampires
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sure this is what you want?”
    She nodded quickly and sighed.
    “But, you have never been with a man, have you, Jane?”
    Jane’s eyes opened fully now, as she slowly shook her head.
    “You deserve a man who will be gentle with you for your first time, and I cannot promise that. I’m afraid I would not be capable of being as gentle as you will require.”
    Panic showed on her face. Her eyes were open wide, her mouth slightly open.
    “It is all right. I will not hurt you, if you hurry back to your room. We shall pretend this visit never happened.” Even as he spoke, he wondered at his ability to say the words.
    “No!”
    Her mouth was back on his, her tongue exploring his mouth, his lips, his tongue.
    Gabriel sighed. The poor woman was making a dangerous mistake. And even as he tried one last time to make himself stop, he knew he wouldn’t be stopping.
    He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside, then took the hem of Jane’s gown and lifted it up over her thighs, hips, abdomen, breasts, and off over her head. Her virginal body was soft and curvy and smooth. Pink nipples stood out from round, full breasts, and he bent over to kiss each of them. This little touch elicited a quick intake of breath followed by a small squeal from Jane.
    Gabriel pressed Jane down onto the bed and leaned over her. This lovely woman needed to be made love to properly, and he wanted to give her every pleasure he could, but he feared himself incapable. The monster in him was taking the upper hand and once that demon ruled him he wouldn’t be able to control his desires and needs.
    He would fight it. He had no choice.
    Starting with a gentle kiss on her mouth, he moved his lips to her neck then breasts. He lifted each arm to kiss her wrists and the soft, tender inside of her elbows, where he paused to inhale her scent, as he pressed his lips to the sweet skin. His tongue traced down the center of her abdomen, from breasts to pubic bone. Each touch made Jane squirm and make little noises. He looked up at her after circling her navel with his tongue, and saw her lick her lips. The sight elicited a deep groan from Gabriel.
    All he wanted at that moment was to take her, plunge himself deep into her, and relieve the overwhelming need. He could. She would feel the pain of losing her maidenhood, but what would that matter to him when he was in the throes of his own ecstasy?
    Fighting to wrest control from the monster, Gabriel leaned into Jane and laid his head on her breasts. Her arms went around him, holding him tight to her, and he could feel her lips kissing the top of his head.
    Holding him like this, Jane shifted one leg and wrapped it around his thighs, and he moved between her legs. He lifted his head and kissed her, alternately kissing her lips and gently biting them. Even as he did so, he knew what risks he was taking, the danger inherent in his foolish actions.
    He didn’t stop kissing and biting.
    And his need was growing to the point where he would soon have no control over his actions.
    Taking one hand from the breast it had been teasing, he placed the hand between her legs, and felt her moistness. He had not had a virgin in years—long before he was turned—and he knew that even with a human the process was a painful one for the woman. What was he going to do to this virginal lady who did not deserve to be used and damaged by the fiend? Surely he would damage her.
    As his fingers teased her, Jane moved her hips and moaned softly. Had she not been a maid, she would have been more than ready. He let the tip of his finger enter her, bringing louder moans of pleasure from her. As his finger felt her heat, and slipperiness, another part of him wanted to take its place.
    Gabriel placed his lips against her ear and in a hoarse, desire-driven voice said, “Jane, dear Jane, I want you—Oh, god, I want you—but I so fear hurting you.”
    Her answer was to lift her hips and move them against his throbbing erection. Until now he

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