Evangelina Green (11 page)

She smiled and had the
sudden thought. “
Why not?”
She could date him and see where it went. He
promised he wouldn’t hurt her or her sisters. Can vamps even be
trusted? Mr. Toothy had better behave. “
Or
what?”
she asked herself. She didn’t have
any defense. But then she didn’t with a human male either, not
really. She puttered around in the kitchen giving her time to think
and mutter out loud. “
I’m turning into
Lina!
”

Victor seemed nice and he
seemed to be such a gentleman, when he wasn’t whispering naughty
thoughts in her ear. She took a deep breath.
“Time to take control and make the first move.”

"Victor?”

"Yes, love?

"Will you sit with me? In the back yard, at
the gazebo.”

"For you...anything."

Oh, trouble. Big trouble. She just loved the
way he spoke, so eloquent and so formal with just a tiny amount of
an accent to be very sexy. He sounded European or Russian. She'd
have to ask him later.

She told Netta where she would be, she
wasn’t a total fool after all. She wanted to be alone with him and
just talk. Yeah, right. She wanted someone to know where she was in
case he became aggressive. Who was she kidding? The thought of his
being aggressive just turned her on.

She walked out the back of the house to see
him standing near the gazebo, all seven feet of him. His thick,
long, white hair moved slightly with the breeze. She imagined
running her hands through his hair, kissing his fine lips and
kissing down his fine chin, to his throat onto his fine chest and
down. He was magnificent. She felt possessive. All mine!

"Yes, love, I am yours.”
she
heard
him say
in her mind.

He greeted her in the same fashion as their
first meeting. He kissed her hand and led her to their seat in the
gazebo.

"To what do I owe the
pleasure of your company?”
God
! She really just loved to hear
him speak!

"I needed to hear your plans without the
distraction of my sisters. To ensure I felt safe going forward with
this...adventure.”

"And… What else was there?"

****

He pushed her to say more.
He knew she felt the connection. He could feel the invisible leads
tying them to each other. He still held her hand and was absently
stroking the inside of her wrist with his thumb. Her warmth called
to him. The rapid beat of her heart gave him hope. He wanted so
badly to kiss her and drink her and hold her and make love until
she was screaming his name.
Patience
, he reminded
himself.

“
And I wanted to see if I
could be alone with you and maintain my composure.” She admitted,
then shyly hid her face behind her fall of dark ebony
hair.

Her hair was straight and looked like smooth
silk. She wore it in a bob of sorts with thick, straight cut bangs.
Sleek, shiny, black hair hung just above her shoulders and gently
curved under, almost like a silk hood around her fair skinned, oval
shaped face. Her eyes were the color of maple syrup only a bit
lighter shade. They had the distinctive dark brown ring around the
iris. A family trait for sure, as Victor knew her parentage. It was
a vampire-knowing. He wondered if she knew. More patience.

"Are you having trouble being alone with me?
If you prefer, we could go back and sit with your family, although
I am enjoying this undisturbed view of you.”

Tugging her closer, he put his arm around
her waist and just held her next to him, in an almost brotherly
fashion. For some reason, this felt right, as she relaxed into
him.

"I think I like being alone with you, just a
little too much… And that scares the hell out of me." She looked up
into his silver-blue eyes, the honesty showing on her young
face.

"My love, it frightens me as well. However,
I intend to face that fear and make things better for us both.”

He lowered his head to hers and barely
touched her lips. She gasped at the electric snap that discharged
as soon as they touched. He took the opportunity to explore inside
her open mouth and they both groaned their satisfaction. They fit.
They were perfect together. Slowly her hand came up to cradle his
face and stroke his ear. Her warm hand and quickened heartbeat
would undo him, if he didn’t force himself away. How could he? She
was HIS.

She noticed him holding back.

"What is it? Did I kiss
badly? I’m sorry. I’m not very experienced but from
my
point of view, I
thought it was wonderful.”

The last word dragged out on a whisper. He
kissed her harder and threw out any half-assed ideas of pulling
away from her.

She could hear him in her
head.
"This is not something I would ask
of a woman I just met, but...I feel as if I have known you my
entire life. My heart, will you let me love you? Will you make love
with me? I cannot set aside fate and throw away this moment, this
feeling. This is now. This is tomorrow. This is
forever."

She shivered and thought back to him.

"I don’t know why and I don’t care right
now. If it’s fate, so be it. I do want this to happen. Please, yes,
love me...and let me love you.”

She felt weightless until
she realized she wasn’t sitting on the bench in the gazebo any
longer. She was floating in the clouds just above The Mansion.
Victor was kissing her neck, nibbling with his long fangs but not
breaking the skin. She was unafraid. This was heaven. He was
amazing. She was
floating
and
falling
.

Falling
in love. Impossible.

Dawn arrived earlier than she expected.
Tashi had been lying on the most comfortable bed, next to the most
comfortable man, feeling safe, warm and very loved, when she felt
the first ray of sun on her skin. When she realized where she was,
with whom she laid, she panicked a little and immediately sat up to
cover herself. But Victor was not there. Well, that solved the
first problem, sorta.

Secondly, she didn’t know
where she was. Nothing in the room was familiar. Not even the air.
It smelled like the ocean! She threw back the sheets and scrambled
for the window. A soft breeze billowing the light drapes made it
look like a sexy music video. But this was hopefully reality. Tashi
pulled the flimsy material back and took in the spectacular view.
Except it shouldn’t be there! Or
she
shouldn't be there! The
landscape was amazing and overwhelming. Its beauty was unsurpassed.
She was nowhere near the mansion that was sure! The rock formations
were sharp and jagged looking dangerous and when the waves hit them
to splash over and turn into white foam, the thunder was deafening
and hypnotic at the same time.

"Oh my God! Where am I and why am I here?
Where is Victor?" She began wailing and couldn’t breathe. She felt
the room grow warmer and she smelled smoke. The sheet she was
holding was smoking and would burst into flame if she didn’t calm
down.

"Why is this happening to me?"

She began thinking hard,
trying to remember.
I can heat up a cup of
coffee. I've always been able to do that but lately, since we
came
home
, I’ve
been able to hold a small flame in my hand. But this feels
dangerous. I can’t control it. This is so not good!

"Victor? Where are you
when I need you?" Then she
felt
his voice, in her head and actually
felt
his hand stroking
her cheek.

"Calm yourself, love. I am near and you are
not alone. My manservant, Michael, will be at your door
momentarily. Please be patient and at ease, my love.”

She took one breath, then another, and it
helped a little. A sudden knock at the door caused a yelp to escape
before she could stop it. Grabbing the sheet to cover her
nakedness, she bade them come in and waited to see who was there. A
middle-aged man, handsome...in a quiet way, entered the room. She
assumed it was Michael. He asked if she was okay but he did it in
that old world way Victor had, "Is my lady in distress?” Geeesh,
neither of them could just ask a simple question! She had to
chuckle at that, and then answered him with the same tone.

"I am deeply affected by my awkward
situation at the moment and desire information as to my
whereabouts.”

Then she just grinned. It felt funny to
speak so formally. Michael took no notice and simply bowed to her
as he told her she was the guest of Mr. LaFontaine and “my lord”
would explain everything to “my lady” upon his arrival this
evening.

"This
evening
? I can’t stay here all day!
Where are my clothes?” She smelled smoke and tried to remain calm.
"I need to get back to my sisters at home and I really don’t enjoy
being kept against my will!"

She was beginning to shriek and it didn’t
look good on her, calming herself, she took a deep breath and asked
Michael how she could get a car or taxi.

"I’m sorry, my lady, I cannot accommodate
you, as my lord has left strict instructions to guard you, but you
cannot leave the premises.”

What? She was going to tell Mr. LaFontaine
he had another thing coming if he thought he could keep her here.
She stood to find her clothes and discovered that not only was she
naked in a strange place but there was no sign of her
belongings.

"Where
are
my clothes?" Michael had
disappeared. She growled loud enough to be heard through the
door.

"Ooooh that man is in deep
shit when he arrives this
evening
!"

The curtains floating around the window
flared with small flames glowing at the bottom hem. Tashi threw
water at them and flounced back to the bed and sat down in a huff.
She had three hours before sunset, plenty of time to plan various
ways of how to kill a vampire.

****

Victor could feel her anger the moment he
awoke. Yet he smiled. His little wildcat was amusing and arousing.
Their night together was amazing. She had been almost as eager for
him as he had been for her. When he had landed after their flight
into the clouds, she hadn’t even asked where she was. She had clung
to him, touching him everywhere, like she could not believe he was
there or just because she liked him. He preferred the latter.

He’d never had a lover such as Tatianna. She
wasn’t shy but he knew she was inexperienced. He cared not a whit.
She made up for her lack of education with her enthusiasm for
learning. Before he could get them into his bedchamber, she had his
robe off, her soft, warm hand surrounding his hard cock, as she
slowly but soundly rocked his world. All he had to do was moan or
move just a bit and she followed his lead. He had to taste all of
her or die. He was hard again but unselfishly held back, giving his
love to her. Only when she had two more orgasms, did he release his
seed while stroking inside her hot body.

She had the most beautiful voice and her
sexy way of expressing her desire and pleasure, was beyond his
wildest imaginings. She was so passionate, so hot and aggressive,
and God help him, oral. He groaned at the memories as he had worked
his way up her body, beginning with her ankle. She had squirmed,
begging for him to touch her but he held her back from the cliff.
He wanted to take her to the heights and hold. It would make their
coming together so much better. He kissed and licked with his
wicked, warm tongue up to her knee, to that sensitive spot behind
the bend.

His hands softly kneading her thighs and
slowly pulling her legs apart, Victor tasted his way up her inner
thigh as she quivered with his touch. He blew warm breath on her
mound, smooth and hairless; she reacted as every small nerve ending
was lit with fire. He slowly used his thumbs to pull apart her
labia and licked up each side. Still not touching her not the way
she wanted, but knowing she thought it felt really good!

****

Tashi was thinking about
last night with Victor at the same time he was. She was feeling
everything all over again. It was like they were sharing the same
dream. She thought about when he moved up to her hot, wet, achy
pussy and licked her body everywhere. Everywhere, except where she
needed it, she nearly lost control of herself. She wasn’t herself
with him and she really didn’t want to be. She was all uptight,
controlling and always butting into others business. Yeah,
she
knew
how she
was. But right now, here with Victor she wanted to be a wanton,
hungry woman. Giving her “man” exactly what he wanted. What he
needed from her. Then he hit her spot. She screamed his
name.

He had finally licked over
her clit and she came up off the bed. Literally. She came as she
felt herself fly inches above the mattress. Oh my God! She’d had
orgasms before with her magic bullet, and once a boyfriend had
actually done it for her, with his hand. Forget those! This was
hug, and earth moving and enormous and
O.M.G.
good! He continued to drive
her into frenzied madness, only to slow and cause her to fall back
into
only
bliss.
She smiled at that thought. Only bliss.
Sigh.

Then, oh God! Then...he crawled up her body
and she came again as he literally dragged his tall, tight and
smooth body over hers. Skin to skin. Touching her everywhere. It
seemed he had three or four hands and they touched exactly like she
wanted to be touched, like he knew what she was thinking. What
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