Shattered Promises (Shattered Promises 1) - Page 22

Silence encircles us along with the warm air as I try to sort through the colossal volume of information I’ve received. While I dither in my thoughts, Laylen keeps tracing his tongue along his teeth and biting on his lip ring.

Finally, curiosity gets the best of me. “What makes you a vampire exactly?”

He bites at his lip ring again, making these sucking sounds that drive my body into a fitful frenzy and I have to sit on my hands to stop myself from touching him. “What do you mean?”

What is the correct way to ask someone how they are considered a creature of the night? The living undead? A bloodthirsty monster? Albeit, a sexy, undead monster. “I’ve read a lot of books about vampires,” I start. “But nothing factual. So I don’t know what to believe about vampires and the things they do. ”

He rubs his hand along his jaw thoughtfully. “You want to know what makes me a monster? Whether I bite? If I’m a killer, or if I drink blood? If I can run at an inhuman speed or if I have super-human strength?”

“It sounds like such a stupid question when you put it that way. ” My lips quirk. “But, I guess that’s what I’m trying to ask, minus the whole killer thing. Because I don’t think that. ”

He elevates an eyebrow. “You don’t think that I’m a killer?”

I shake my head. “You’re not putting out the whole ‘I’m-a-demon-and-I’m-going-to-kill-you’ vibe, so I’m guessing no. ”

“Well, you’re the first to not pass that judgment on me. ” He crosses his lean arms and observes me, and it only makes me feel more in tune with him. He isn’t going to hurt me. I can feel it in every bone of my body and through the way the sensation of heat unites rhythmically with my pulse. “You’re right,” he says definitively. “I’m not a killer. I’ve never killed anyone; at least, that I know of. ”

A strange answer, but one I decide to tiptoe around, for now. “But other vampires are?”

He nods with his eyes secured on me as if I’m the most fascinating creature in the world. “Other vampires are a lot like what you’ve read and I’m not talking about the ones who drink blood by killing animals. These ones like to kill people; they get a thrill from it. ”

A chill crawls down my spine as the image of splattered blood paints the inside of my brain. “I don’t get it. If people are dying because their blood was drained, wouldn’t the news mention it? Wouldn’t everyone in the whole world know vampires exist?”

He uncrosses his arms, swings them over the railing, and pulls himself up so he’s sitting up straight. “Haven’t you ever noticed that a lot of people turn their heads away from the things they don’t want to see? Besides, people are excellent at keeping secrets from one another. If the right people don’t want the world to know that vampires exist, then they won’t know. ”

“Right people, as in the Keepers?”

He nods. “You’re catching on quick. ”

I cup my hand on the side of my head. “I’m surprised I can think at all. It’s been an overwhelming day. ”

“I bet it has. ” His gaze roams to the front door and the light reflects in his eyes. “Do you want to go inside and lie down? You could take a nap or something. ”

I’m still stuck on the fact that he’s a vampire. “Do you sleep?”

He looks at me with an amused glimmer in his eyes. “You’re still on that, huh?”

I lean forward and relax my arms on my knees. “I’ve always been into the supernatural and now I have a real vampire right in front of me. I’m not sure I’ll ever be off it. ”

He smiles, I smile back and there’s that link, bonding us together again. “I’m immortal. ” He traces his long finger along the tattoo on his forearm.

I scoot closer. “So you can’t die?”

He lowers his arms from the railing. “Nope, not unless I’m staked through the heart or decapitated. ” I scrunch my nose and he laughs. “Am I freaking you out yet?”

I shake my head. “Nope. You’ll probably figure out really soon that I can take in the crazy quite well. ”

He brings his knee up and places his foot on the step between us and overlaps his fingers around his knee. “I’m also stronger than the average person and I have fangs. ”

His teeth are flat, white, and smooth. “You have fangs? Where?”

“They’re retractable,” he says and slides his tongue along his lips. “And I only bring them out when I want to. ”

I think about my dream and how he bit me. Curiosity sparks inside me. “And when do you want to?”

His body goes rigid. “Let’s hope you don’t have to find out. ”

I want to find out, though. In fact, I crave it, like a dying plant craves water. Not because I want him to drink my blood and kill me, but because I want to see if it feels the same as it did in my dream; intoxicating and potent. “What else can you do?”

He bites back a smile and shakes his head. “You’re a curious thing, aren’t you?” He analyzes me with a tilt of his head and then his eyes shade to a dark blue. “You really want to know?”

I nod because curiosity is spilling through my veins like a drug. “I do. ”

His gaze lingers on me for a brief second longer and then he glances at the door before scooting closer to me. He tucks a strand of my hair out of my face and then traces a line below my eye. “Shut your eyes. ”

I’m thrown off a little by his touch. “What?”

He draws back his hand, sucks his bottom lip into his mouth and his lip ring slips between his teeth. “Shut your eyes and I’ll show you what I can do. ”

I glance at the desert and then at the house. Do I trust him? Even though I hardly know him, I do trust him, but I don’t understand why. Leaning back against the step, I inhale a breath of the warm air and then let my eyelids slip shut.

There is no movement, no softness of his voice, and no sounds of a dying animal he might be devouring. I almost open my eyes to see if he’s left, but then I feel him shift closer and the temperature of my body begins to dwindle as his body hovers over mine, barely touching, yet each one of my nerves attach to him.

“I feel guilty doing this to you,” he whispers against my neck. “I feel guilty doing it to anyone really, but you have this really curious, naïve look in your eyes that makes it really hard to say no. ” I feel his lips brush my neck, soft and moist, and the sensation seeps down into my skin, spilling into my body like liquid ecstasy. Under no control of my own, I fall back against the steps. An arm quickly winds around my waist, his hand cups the back of my head and he holds me up. I want to open my eyes and look at him, but my eyelids are sealed shut.

“There’s this thing,” his lips graze my collar bone and warmth centers to my heart and stills it, “that not all vampires can do that’s called venenatorum osculum. ” The way the words roll off his tongue sounds sexy. It makes my thighs tingle and my body arch up against his chest. “I can manipulate things inside you. ” He kisses the hollow of my neck and my entire body stills; paralyzed with a yearning for him to fill the massive hole in my heart, which seems to have enlarged severely over the last few seconds.

“I can put feelings in there; make you feel things you never knew existed,” he whispers and his mouth lingers above my chest. I want it on my chest. I want him on me. I want so much at the moment. His voice lowers and grows ragged. “Or I can take it away. ”

“Please don’t take it away,” I nearly beg as he pulls the collar of my shirt aside. I curl my toes preparing for whatever he’s going to do, hoping it will fill up the void inside me.

But then I feel him tense, his fingers and mouth move away from me, along with his body. My eyes open as he guides me upright. He isn’t looking at me, but at the front door, which is wide open and Alex is standing just outside of it.

He looks pissed. Well, pissed is kind of an understatement. He looks infuriated; his face red, his fists clenched, his eyes dark and his arms crossed so tightly in front of his chest that the lines of his mu

scles are showing. “Are you two having fun out here?”

It’s one of those moments where I know it’s best to lie. “Not really. We were just—”

“Oh, I know what you were doing. ” He jogs down a few steps and Laylen rises to his feet. “Having fun teaching her about vampirism? I guess you two skipped right past the introductions. ”

“Technically, we already know each other. ” Laylen is a little taller than Alex and his legs and arms are lankier. “And maybe, if you would have explained it to her, then I wouldn’t have had to. She doesn’t seem to know anything about our world. ”

“You know why that is. ” Alex shuffles forward and I can feel the tension in the air like a viral disease; I feel bad for putting it there. “She’s not supposed to know. ”

“She knew I was a vampire,” Laylen points out. “And she had questions, so I answered them. ”

Alex’s fists tighten and his jaw twitches. “More like showed her and broke a ton of rules. ”

Laylen leans forward and anger flashes across his face, which is mixed with pain and anguish. “Those are the Keepers’ rules and, since I’m not a Keeper anymore, I don’t have to follow them. ”

Alex grits his teeth and Laylen steps around him, his long legs skipping over a few steps as he heads for the house. I remain on the steps, unsure of what to do. Should I follow Laylen? Go inside? Stay here?

I start to move for the house when Alex turns and looks at me, or looks through me anyway.

“Go inside,” he says quietly and even though I’m not a fan of his bossiness, I obey because it looks like he’ll crumble if I so much as utter a word.

Chapter 11

No one speaks as we make our way down the hall. Alex lollygags at the rear and Laylen towers in front. Alex is clearly irritated about the incident he walked into on the porch. I’m still unsure what happened. Now that I’ve gotten some space from Laylen, I realize how foggy my head had been when I was close to him. Not to mention, how much my hormones are bonding with my thoughts. Is that what Laylen can do? Make me horny?

Laylen heads into the room I left earlier. I’m about to walk in when Alex grabs my sleeve. He doesn’t give me time to turn around as he drags me back down the hall and around the corner into a foyer with black tile floors and a mirror hanging on the wall. There is also a small table that has pictures of Laylen and Aislin together at various different places. Are they a couple?

Alex steers me around by the shoulders so I’m facing him and then he backs me up against the wall.

“What are you doing?” I protest as I step forward.

His hands come down on the wall and he restricts me between his arms. “I was going to ask you the same thing. ”

“I wasn’t doing anything wrong,” I state as his hands slide down the wall and stop just above my shoulders. “Just talking. ”

Tags: Jessica Sorensen Shattered Promises Romance
Source: readsnovelonline.net
readsnovelonline.net Copyright 2016 - 2024