First Thirst (Craving 1)

I continued to take in my surroundings. The open floor plan allowed for a small kitchen, a round table and chairs, a sofa and coffee table, and of all things, a television.

I pointed. “You watch TV here?”

He laughed. “Now and then. As I said, their amenities mirror yours on earth.”

I had expected everything to be primitive, and was certainly taken aback.

At the far end of the open floor plan was an open door. Idly I walked towards it to have a look, and stopped short.

His bedroom. It was his bedroom. The bed was huge. The coverings were gray and black, and hell, I turned and walked away from it.

Another door led to a small but complete bathroom.

I know my mouth was open because he laughed as his finger pushed up my chin to close it. “What do ye find so surprising, lass?”

“Plumbing,” I answered at once, ignoring the fact that I could still see his bed. “You have it.” I pointed to the bathroom. “Electricity…you have it...” I pointed to the fridge and the ceiling fan spinning slowly above our heads.

He shook his head and gave me a rueful grin. “Right…because as I said, we have all the modern amenities.”

“I…when I saw the jungle…” I started to explain.

All at once, I was in his arms.

No warning, no special look, no lead into it…just in his strong arms, against his solid hard body. Vampires were supposed to be cold. If he was, I sure didn’t notice. My heat must have made up for it.

He whispered as he lowered his head, “And there it is again, that innocence. Och aye, Bobbie, do ye know how much it means to me that ye trusted me, that ye stayed here on this side, that ye came here with me?”

“I…I…” There it was, my inability to think or speak.

“I’d wager ye have nae idea how much I want ye, lass. I’m burning for ye, I am, and I don’t seem to have the will to stop m’self.”

He was a vampire I told myself. Logic, my logic got lost somewhere in my mush brain as I looked into his blue eyes.

His mouth covered mine as one hand took my ass and slammed me up against him. His hard-on pressed against my belly and my sex clenched in anticipation of what was next.

He broke away from me and his voice was low and hoarse. “I have dreamed of having ye here in m’cabin from nearly the first moment I saw ye, and now that ye are, I feel m’body and mind shake and tremble for ye.” His mouth was on mine again. His tongue sent me to the land of sensations—all good.

He pressed his hard cock against my body and his kiss became another and then another.

He had said he was burning for me. Hell, I was a lit torch reaching for the sky!

Damn, I wanted him. He was the most sensuous man…vampire, I have ever known. I wanted his magical touch to roam all over my body. I wanted his kisses. I wanted to feel him inside of me.

I didn’t want conversation. I didn’t want that distraction. Words make you think.

I didn’t want to delve into consequences.

What I wanted was primal and feral. What I wanted was him, now…here and now!

Off went my tank top. Yup that was me taking it off, and hell, I don’t know where it landed because my eyes were on him, my hands were traveling over his bare solid chest.

He growled as he stood back to eye my nipples. My reaction was to lick my lips.

“Bloody hell, ye drive me wild,” he said, and his mouth was back on mine as he took control. His hands covered and fondled my breasts and made my knees bend. Everything he did felt right, felt good, so damn good.

His fingers took my taut nipples and did something with them that made my kitten purr for more. His knee parted my thighs, which had been clenching together, and then his knee pressed on my sex and made me gasp with pleasure.

My boots? I don’t know how I got them off, but they were gone. My jeans went the way of my tank top. I have no idea how I wiggled out of them.