Part 3 (2/2)

He moved slowly, restraining himself so as to satisfy her. Conscious of her every need as he slipped his hands up her body to caress her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Bent and took her mouth with a kiss that mimicked the motion of his hips, until she was gasping for breath and her heart thundered in her chest.

She picked up her knees and cradled his hips, increasing the penetration of his thrusts and he quickened his tempo then.

Strengthened the force of his thrusts until she had to hold onto his shoulders to keep with him. Nearly panting with the intensity of his lovemaking.

As his gaze locked with hers, she realized he was striving for something besides physical satisfaction. Something was lacking within him much as it was within her. And so she raised her lips to his, wanting to give him that. Wanting to take it from him, as well. ”Love me, Blake.”

With one arm braced on the bed to keep his weight off her, he cupped her head with his free hand and whispered, ”You have it, Stacia. You have it, luv.”

The kiss that followed sent them both over the edge, but even as they lay there afterward, damp and sated, she needed more and he gave it. Time and time again they made love until the first fingers of a rosy dawn crept into the night sky and the sounds of birds t.i.ttering out in the park reminded them that it was time to rest.

Blake snuggled her against his side and she went there willingly, satisfaction of both a physical and mental kind granting her peace for the moment.

As she lay there, savoring the lean lines of his body and the comfort of his arms, Stacia wanted to ask if this was forever, but after two thousand years of existence, she knew forever was promised to no one. So instead she said, ”Is this love, Blake?”

A boyish grin slowly blossomed on his face and traveled up to his deep blue eyes, which sparkled with promise. ”I certainly hope so, luv.”

The smile shook something loose inside of her and for the first time in centuries, Stacia imagined love was possible for her. Inching upward, she whispered against his lips, ”So do I,” and kissed him.

Blood Calls By Caridad Pineiro

Contents

Prologue.

Chapter 1.

imageChapter 2

Chapter 3.

Chapter 4.

Chapter 5.

Chapter 6.

Chapter 7.

Chapter 8.

Chapter 9.

Chapter 10.

Chapter 11.

Chapter 12.

Chapter 13.

Chapter 14.

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