Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23322 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23322 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Seven
Ravana
My eyes fly open with the feeling that the sun is going to rise soon. There’s something inside each vampire that reminds us and keeps us safe, and that little feeling is growing stronger.
I don’t have to feel his body against me to know that last night was real. I lick my lips thinking about sinking my teeth into him again, and the ache to taste him has my body heating up. I still can’t believe that I bit him, but all of it feels like a dream. He tasted better than I could have ever imagined. He tasted like he was mine. He’d even bit me. Remembering his bite on me makes me clench my legs together.
I turn my head to look at him and wonder why I feel this pull toward him. What if this is only a one-night stand to him? The way he talked and handled my body, I had no doubt this was nothing new to him. Not to mention the hotel room. He’s obviously only passing through.
I lie there, soaking him in, wanting to remember everything. The thought of being apart from him makes an ache throb through my body. Did we mate last night? I’d wondered about it during the heat of the moment, but I didn’t sense his feelings or thoughts like I thought mates were able to do with each other. I debate sneaking out of bed and taking the coward’s way out. I don’t want to have an awkward goodbye and it’s already going to rip me apart to have to leave. It has to be a one-night stand because last night was not about making love. It was something primal. It was the first time in my life I ever felt such raw attraction and need. Maybe that’s why I’d never gone that far with a man before I was turned. I was picking the type of men I thought would fit into the cookie-cutter life I’d dreamed up in my mind.
Maybe things could be different with Valen if we were mated. He doesn't seem like the type that is looking for marriage and babies, but I can’t remember the last time I’d had such a wonderful night. It could be a fun fling for a while, but what about when he’s done sowing his wild oats? I can’t give him the things that most people want when they are ready to settle. I glance over at the hotel room door, debating what I should do.
“Don’t even think about it,” his deep voice rumbles, and it sends goosebumps over my body. He really does have a way with me.
When I turn on my side to look at him, my eyes go to the mark I made on his shoulder. He had a few others on his body I know I made, but the sheet is hiding them at the moment.
“You’re not going anywhere.” His hold on me tightens and his simple words warm me.
“The sun is coming up,” I remind him, still surprised at how he knows what I am. “I don’t feel secure in a hotel room. I need to get home.” I’m shocked I passed out to begin with, but the man put me into an orgasm coma. That’s another thing I need to look into. Since turning I’ve been unable to get off, but last night the floodgates opened. Valen got me off harder than I had ever gotten myself off before. I still wonder if he knows he was my first. With his cocky attitude I don’t plan on letting him in on that little fact if he didn’t notice at the time.
“I won’t let anything harm you.” He rolls over on me and my legs spread wide, making room for him. His big body covers mine and it feels just right.
He could so easily hurt me. I’ve been down that path before, but this one will be a different. The twins told me to stay away from him. Maybe I should have listened because the last time a friend told me to stay away from another man I hadn't listened and I paid the price. With that memory I can feel my guard start to rise.
“Did you take me to a hotel because it was close by, or is this what you usually do with women? I assume you’re only passing through town.” I’m eager to know because the sun is rising and I need to get a move on. What am I to him and is he feeling the things I am?
“What I usually do?” He gives me that cocky grin I should hate but it makes him look sexier. Bastard. He’s dominant but does it in a way that makes me feel wanted. His need for me is so great that he can’t help but demand things—another thing that should be sending up red flags. My ex wanted to own me, too, but he tried to hide it. Valen says whatever he wants and it doesn’t go unnoticed he didn't say he’s only passing through.