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things we can ingest besides blood. It is a delicacy. Like you, my love.” He traced down her neck with the fingers of his free hand. “Like the wine, you heal me, Carly. You make me whole.”
“That’s the most beautiful thing anyone’s ever said to me.”
“You have a beautiful soul, Carly. I’ve gotten a glimpse within, and I can say that with certainty. I only hope…” he sat next to her, “…that when the time comes and you see as deeply within my heart, you can forgive me my past. It hasn’t been very pretty.”
She felt the very real trepidation in him at the idea of her seeing his past through his memories. In an odd sort of way, that made her feel better about the whole idea. She hadn’t thought of it from his point of view. She’d been more focused on herself—how he’d be seeing all her memories—
both good and bad. But it went both ways. She would see his long past, and she was sure he probably had several lifetimes worth of experiences waiting for her to view. The idea was tantalizing. The things he’d probably seen in his past and experienced firsthand would be like seeing history unfold.
But it was selfish to think only of what she would gain in knowledge, she realized almost immediately. The things she would see were things he had lived and done, people he had known, now lost to him and lifestyles long gone by the wayside. It would be bittersweet to relive those memories with him and wrong of her to look forward to putting him through it.
“I’m sorry, Dmitri.” She covered his hand with hers. “I’ve been selfish. I’ve only been thinking about myself.”
“No, my love. Don’t think that. We both have reservations about taking such a huge step, I’m sure.”
“You’re being kind, but I can feel how badly you want to share my mind. It hurts you.”
“It’s a delicious sort of hurt, I can assure you. You have no idea how wonderful it is to know that you’re in the world and we will be One. I’m enjoying savoring the moment.”
She climbed onto his lap. “But wouldn’t you rather get right to it?”
Chapter Seven
Dmitri knew the moment her intentions changed from serious conversation about their predicament to something much more…sinful.
“I like the way your mind works. It’ll be my pleasure to learn it—and you—slowly…steadily…satisfyingly.” He licked his way from her jaw to her neck, nuzzling under her long hair. Her skin tasted divine and smelled like heaven. His own, private paradise.
“Mmm. I think we’re on the same page now.” She tried to stretch back on the couch, but he stopped her with a gentle tug on her shoulders.
Without words, he coaxed her to stand, making short work of her clothing and his own.
“Offer yourself to me, Carly. Push your breasts together and lift them up in your hands like an offering.”
A thrum began in her blood with his stark words as she followed his instructions. She’d never been so bold with a lover before. She’d never had a man who was so commanding, so dominant, so delicious. She’d do just about anything for him…or to him…at his direction.
And he knew it. The knowledge was there in his eyes every time he looked at her in passion. It turned her on and made her wet with anticipation. Never failed.
She lifted her bare breasts up for him and was rewarded when his head dropped—as did his fangs. She felt them scraping along the tender skin, not hurting, but enticing, exciting. She loved the way he treated her body. Strong when the moment called for it, he was also gentle when it counted most. He knew just how to touch her to make her scream with pleasure and writhe in delight.
He licked over her breasts, his fangs teasing the delicate skin before his tongue closed around first one nipple, then the other, swirling and circling and making them even tighter. He feasted on her tender skin for long moments while her excitement level rose. Her knees were close to buckling when he finally drew
“That’s the most beautiful thing anyone’s ever said to me.”
“You have a beautiful soul, Carly. I’ve gotten a glimpse within, and I can say that with certainty. I only hope…” he sat next to her, “…that when the time comes and you see as deeply within my heart, you can forgive me my past. It hasn’t been very pretty.”
She felt the very real trepidation in him at the idea of her seeing his past through his memories. In an odd sort of way, that made her feel better about the whole idea. She hadn’t thought of it from his point of view. She’d been more focused on herself—how he’d be seeing all her memories—
both good and bad. But it went both ways. She would see his long past, and she was sure he probably had several lifetimes worth of experiences waiting for her to view. The idea was tantalizing. The things he’d probably seen in his past and experienced firsthand would be like seeing history unfold.
But it was selfish to think only of what she would gain in knowledge, she realized almost immediately. The things she would see were things he had lived and done, people he had known, now lost to him and lifestyles long gone by the wayside. It would be bittersweet to relive those memories with him and wrong of her to look forward to putting him through it.
“I’m sorry, Dmitri.” She covered his hand with hers. “I’ve been selfish. I’ve only been thinking about myself.”
“No, my love. Don’t think that. We both have reservations about taking such a huge step, I’m sure.”
“You’re being kind, but I can feel how badly you want to share my mind. It hurts you.”
“It’s a delicious sort of hurt, I can assure you. You have no idea how wonderful it is to know that you’re in the world and we will be One. I’m enjoying savoring the moment.”
She climbed onto his lap. “But wouldn’t you rather get right to it?”
Chapter Seven
Dmitri knew the moment her intentions changed from serious conversation about their predicament to something much more…sinful.
“I like the way your mind works. It’ll be my pleasure to learn it—and you—slowly…steadily…satisfyingly.” He licked his way from her jaw to her neck, nuzzling under her long hair. Her skin tasted divine and smelled like heaven. His own, private paradise.
“Mmm. I think we’re on the same page now.” She tried to stretch back on the couch, but he stopped her with a gentle tug on her shoulders.
Without words, he coaxed her to stand, making short work of her clothing and his own.
“Offer yourself to me, Carly. Push your breasts together and lift them up in your hands like an offering.”
A thrum began in her blood with his stark words as she followed his instructions. She’d never been so bold with a lover before. She’d never had a man who was so commanding, so dominant, so delicious. She’d do just about anything for him…or to him…at his direction.
And he knew it. The knowledge was there in his eyes every time he looked at her in passion. It turned her on and made her wet with anticipation. Never failed.
She lifted her bare breasts up for him and was rewarded when his head dropped—as did his fangs. She felt them scraping along the tender skin, not hurting, but enticing, exciting. She loved the way he treated her body. Strong when the moment called for it, he was also gentle when it counted most. He knew just how to touch her to make her scream with pleasure and writhe in delight.
He licked over her breasts, his fangs teasing the delicate skin before his tongue closed around first one nipple, then the other, swirling and circling and making them even tighter. He feasted on her tender skin for long moments while her excitement level rose. Her knees were close to buckling when he finally drew
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