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Authors: J. Annas Walker
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the bed. I need to eat,” Cassy said. She reached out to him, allowing him to pull her up.
Sunrise found them wrapped in each other’s arms. This time Cassy did not feel like an empty battery when her powers ebbed away. Satisfaction and peace remained. She drifted off to sleep with a man for the first time in her life.
* * * *
David snuggled her in close. Her body was cool to the touch. He could feel her slow, heavy heartbeats. They were unusual, thick and deliberate. It was as if each beat took too long. If he did not know her, he would have thought she was dying, but her breathing was too deep and even. She was sleeping.
Her mass of hair covered his pillow. He rolled his face into it and inhaled. There was peace in its aroma. Sweet honey tones and a hint of vanilla filled his nose. The fine silkiness of her strands caressed the skin on his face. It moved and rolled down over his shoulder and chest like a blanket. The smell was delicious. Instinctively, he pulled her against him harder and gave a little squeeze. She let out a soft mew but did not wake. If she had not required rest during the day, he would have rolled her over and made love to her. He wanted to take his time and carefully take in every part of her. He wanted to be soft and gentle. But she was down for the day, and he knew waking a sleeping vampire was unwise.
Instead he held her and thought. His previous questions about what Cassy was became clearer. He still was not sure what he was going to do about her. It was unwise to be involved with a witness. What he did know was that she was staying with him. She was no mistake. He was drawn to her from the beginning. It no longer mattered if she was a witness, a target, or dangerous. He had fucked her, and she was his. He had laid claim to her. Nothing else mattered. She was an unexplainable force he could not escape, and he had very little desire to try. The perpetual bachelor was ready to give it all up for a single woman. The reason did not have to make sense. It simply did not matter.
He fell asleep content with his new lot in life.
Chapter 7
Cassy awoke first. Warm skin touched her coolness. A large masculine arm lay across her, holding her. For a moment, she was startled to find another person in her bed. His scent enveloped her. Lub-dub. Lub-dub. His heart beat against her back slow and heavy. Once the shock had worn off, she relaxed into his embrace and enjoyed the moment until hunger and temptation found her.
She eased out of bed making an effort not to disturb him. She pulled out the first thing her hand found in the mini-fridge, a leftover bag of blood. She slipped into his oversized shirt, grabbed fresh clothes, and headed upstairs to find the microwave.
After breakfast, she decided on a shower. The claw-foot tub with a telephone handle spray drew so many memories. It was similar to the first indoor tub she had ever seen. It took Erica three tries to turn on the taps. The girls had laughed about the new technology. The remembrance made Cassy sad, yet she giggled at it in spite of herself. She brushed and braided her hair again, pinning it up to keep it out of the water. A quick scrub and a short soak left her refreshed. As she dried, she heard David stir downstairs. She hurried to dress, eager to be in his company. He turned the television to the news.
* * * *
David woke up alone. He could hear the water running upstairs and knew where she was. He rolled over to find the remote on the floor. He flicked on the TV and changed the channel to one of the twenty-four-hour news stations. He listened to the usual circulating stories as he found his pants and dressed.
“Have you seen this vampire?” The news anchor’s face disappeared. It was replaced by an old black-and-white photo of a woman in period clothes from the late 1880s. The voiceover added, “This is the Scion of High Prince Vlad Tepulus Dracul IV. Her name is Princess Cassandra Yvette Dracul. She went missing two
Sunrise found them wrapped in each other’s arms. This time Cassy did not feel like an empty battery when her powers ebbed away. Satisfaction and peace remained. She drifted off to sleep with a man for the first time in her life.
* * * *
David snuggled her in close. Her body was cool to the touch. He could feel her slow, heavy heartbeats. They were unusual, thick and deliberate. It was as if each beat took too long. If he did not know her, he would have thought she was dying, but her breathing was too deep and even. She was sleeping.
Her mass of hair covered his pillow. He rolled his face into it and inhaled. There was peace in its aroma. Sweet honey tones and a hint of vanilla filled his nose. The fine silkiness of her strands caressed the skin on his face. It moved and rolled down over his shoulder and chest like a blanket. The smell was delicious. Instinctively, he pulled her against him harder and gave a little squeeze. She let out a soft mew but did not wake. If she had not required rest during the day, he would have rolled her over and made love to her. He wanted to take his time and carefully take in every part of her. He wanted to be soft and gentle. But she was down for the day, and he knew waking a sleeping vampire was unwise.
Instead he held her and thought. His previous questions about what Cassy was became clearer. He still was not sure what he was going to do about her. It was unwise to be involved with a witness. What he did know was that she was staying with him. She was no mistake. He was drawn to her from the beginning. It no longer mattered if she was a witness, a target, or dangerous. He had fucked her, and she was his. He had laid claim to her. Nothing else mattered. She was an unexplainable force he could not escape, and he had very little desire to try. The perpetual bachelor was ready to give it all up for a single woman. The reason did not have to make sense. It simply did not matter.
He fell asleep content with his new lot in life.
Chapter 7
Cassy awoke first. Warm skin touched her coolness. A large masculine arm lay across her, holding her. For a moment, she was startled to find another person in her bed. His scent enveloped her. Lub-dub. Lub-dub. His heart beat against her back slow and heavy. Once the shock had worn off, she relaxed into his embrace and enjoyed the moment until hunger and temptation found her.
She eased out of bed making an effort not to disturb him. She pulled out the first thing her hand found in the mini-fridge, a leftover bag of blood. She slipped into his oversized shirt, grabbed fresh clothes, and headed upstairs to find the microwave.
After breakfast, she decided on a shower. The claw-foot tub with a telephone handle spray drew so many memories. It was similar to the first indoor tub she had ever seen. It took Erica three tries to turn on the taps. The girls had laughed about the new technology. The remembrance made Cassy sad, yet she giggled at it in spite of herself. She brushed and braided her hair again, pinning it up to keep it out of the water. A quick scrub and a short soak left her refreshed. As she dried, she heard David stir downstairs. She hurried to dress, eager to be in his company. He turned the television to the news.
* * * *
David woke up alone. He could hear the water running upstairs and knew where she was. He rolled over to find the remote on the floor. He flicked on the TV and changed the channel to one of the twenty-four-hour news stations. He listened to the usual circulating stories as he found his pants and dressed.
“Have you seen this vampire?” The news anchor’s face disappeared. It was replaced by an old black-and-white photo of a woman in period clothes from the late 1880s. The voiceover added, “This is the Scion of High Prince Vlad Tepulus Dracul IV. Her name is Princess Cassandra Yvette Dracul. She went missing two
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