did you get in here? What took you so long? Why are you here?” The questions shot out of her mouth before she gave herself time to think.
Valdemar laughed in delight. “Hmm, which question do I answer first, lovely?” He moved toward her. “I have the ability to appear when I want. I wanted to give you some time to think and you know why I’m here, Aureliann.”
Oh boy. The look in his eyes made Aureliann’s heart beat wildly. I want him. I want him. I want him.
“I don’t need you,” she lied as she backed away from him. If he came any closer, Aureliann knew she was going to indulge in something really dumb and wonderfully delicious.
“Liar,” Valdemar responded, the words soft and filled with knowing, as he circled her.
The way he stalked her made Aureliann shiver in anticipation. She moved as he did. “You’re an interruption in my life.” She knew her boring, tedious life would never be the same again.
Valdemar nodded as he continued his pursuit. “As you are to mine but I welcomed it when you called me.”
Aureliann gulped. It would take nothing to rush into his arms and taste him once more yet this was all too soon, too sudden. Surely there had to be something wrong with this? Why can’t I work out what?
“But many women must read that book and call out to you.” And when did I accept you were Prince Valdemar? Or have I always known?
“There are no women for me but you, Aureliann.” He reached forward and took her hand.
Aureliann trembled as his lips grazed her palm. “That’s all very romantic but I think my desperation for sex called you more than any idea of linked souls calling out to one another.” Having an obsession for the book was one thing. Making someone, even a paperback prince, believe it was another. It was wrong to lead anyone on.
“No, I’m here because I have waited for years for you to call. I have dreamed of finding you, touching you, loving you.” Valdemar’s voice was low and husky with emotion. “Maybe there is a desperation in that. Needing to be with the only one you could love can make it so.”
Love? Aureliann felt hot and cold chills run through her body. “Dreams are one thing, prince, but reality is another. And I want more than just sex.” The Vampire‘s Kiss was more than just sex. It was about love and longing and the desire to be who you wanted to be with the only person who understood you.
“As do I.”
When she looked into his eyes, Aureliann wanted to believe the whole fairytale she was caught up in.
“I don’t do uncomplicated sex. The laundromat was unusual.” Bizarre. Crazy. Wonderful.
Valdemar pulled her body against his and sighed. “I want complicated with you, Aureliann.”
“I am the queen of complicated and this is not rational,” she squirmed against him, unsure whether she was trying to free herself or mold her body to his. “You’re not supposed to exist.”
He smiled. “Yet I do.”
“Yes.” The heat of his body was so good against hers that she gave in and relaxed against him.
“What are you thinking?” Valdemar placed soft kisses on her forehead, then her temples.
Oh boy. When he kissed her nose and rubbed his against hers, she sighed. He was so sexy and sweet it was hard to concentrate on all the reasons she shouldn’t be curling her arms around his body.
“You don’t know me and what I know about you I have learned from a book.” And yet as silly as that sounded, Aureliann knew that was not the reason she was fighting what she was feeling. She was scared of giving too much of herself and being left wanting more.
Valdemar kissed each cheek then sucked on her chin. He grinned as she gasped. “Let’s learn more about each other.” His hands slipped the straps of her nightie down.
Aureliann grabbed at the fabric before it could fall at her feet. “You want to learn by sex?”
“It’s a good way to start or we can chat,” Valdemar added, his voice light and casual even though they both knew