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| Copyright © Christie Silvers |
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| Expected Release: 7/30/2013 |
“It’ll be all right, my love,” I cajoled with a smile as bright as I could muster at the moment. I gently kissed his lips and ran my fingers through his hair. I wanted more from him than his self-pity. I’d missed my husband and selfishly wanted his focus all on me.
His eyes were a deep chasm of emotion. I lightly stroked his chest and any resistance he might have been feeling, instantly melted away. His hands slid to my face and pulled my mouth to his. His kiss was fierce, demanding, and passionate enough to take what it wanted.
I wasn’t about to put up a fight. I wanted everything and anything he could throw at me. I wanted someone focused on me–not my powers, my child, or my impending doom.
Passion rose between our souls. Everything around us faded away into the darkness. All I could see, feel, need was Alex. And nothing else mattered.
I slowly climbed on top of him. I straddled his lap while he continued to kiss me with as much longing and passion as I felt for him. His hands caressed the small of my back. Fingertips, as light as feathers slid under my shirt, moving slowly up my back, until they discovered the clasp of my bra. The clasp quickly gave way under his knowing fingertips.
My spine shivered as his fingers moved back down my back. They caught the bottom seam of my top and quickly pulled upward, exposing me to the man in charge. A deep sigh of pleasure escaped my lips as the shirt slid across the floor on the other side of the room, and we were left chest to chest.
His mouth soon abandoned mine in search of a more sensual location on my neck. It teased, licked, and nipped at just the right spot as my head fell back to allow more. I became lightheaded, digging my nails into his back to keep my balance. This is the kind of moment that people use to describe swooning. And boy was I swooning!
A moan escaped from Alex’s throat as I performed a bit of my own neck playing. My fangs made an appearance, as they begged and pleaded for me to take just a little. But it wasn’t time for that, just yet.
My nails scratched down his back and a groan of pleasure whispered in my ear. His hands slid down the back of my jeans and kneaded the rounded flesh. I could feel warmth spreading throughout my body with the core of it located south of the waistline.
Alex’s body writhed beneath me. The only thing holding us back from a full-blown explosion was the pair of denim jeans still in place. Urgency was building. The need to be as one was overtaking. The lust between us was controlling our actions.
Alex’s hands turned their attention to my bare breasts. His mouth swiftly joined in on the action. Teeth nipping, tongue wagging, mouth sucking; all pulling me further down into the depths of ecstasy.
I was drooling just standing there and I knew in that moment that I had to find out everything about this creature. I needed to know who she was, what kind of person she was and if she would love me. Love me?! Am I going insane? I'm a vampire, damn it, and I don't need anyone to love me! I am Alexander the Vampire! Love be damned! Then I heard her complaining under her breath, because she couldn't get her car door to unlock, and all of my resistance just melted away. I had to have her. She had to be mine!
Unfortunately, in the life of a werewolf you are expected to marry and mate at a young age. By the age of twenty-three, the females are expected to be married off and have at least one cub to show their devotion and loyalty to the pack. I was never one for being forced into a loveless marriage, so I never married. I couldn't find a male werewolf who suited my taste in a man. Hell, I couldn’t find ANY male–human or werewolf–that suited my taste in men.
All male Weres were chauvinistic cavemen. They think that their women are their property and you are only there to cook, clean and birth babies for the benefit of the pack. Some males will even make money arrangements to trade spouses with other males in order to increase the chances of offspring. It's all very disgusting and backwards in this day and time of HDTV and internet phone service.
Fiona was curled into a ball in the corner of the bedroom and I was being attacked from all sides. I managed to rip the throat out of one man, break the neck of another and then I was knocked down and they were all on top of me at once. I heard a few of my ribs breaking and I felt my neck snap in three places. I was being kicked and punched from all directions. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw two other men pick up Fiona and carry her out of the room.
The kiss started out slow, but quickly soared in voracity until we were to the boiling point. Hands were roaming, tongues were wagging, and everything felt perfect. Alex was still supporting every last bit of my body weight and I was thankful for it.