there for his lips.
He moved around her chair until he stood behind her,
breaking the gaze that they had been holding. He instinctively felt the loss
of that connection. She must have felt the disconnection, as well. Her head
dropped forward slightly, shifting her focus down to her own lap. She closed
her eyes when his fingers gently brushed her neck. He pulled a single long
hair pin from the careless pile of burgundy curls on her head. The whole mass
of her dark, shiny hair fell, cascading over her shoulders and down her arms
brushing the top of her thighs. He put his hands in the fall of silky locks and
arranged them over her shoulders while running the strands through his
fingers.
He remembered that her hair had been more of an auburn
shade before she became a Vampire. Something in the change altered the one
transformed. “You will be just a little more” he told her then. “You will
look the same but also different. It is you but amplified.”
Aurora had been tall for a woman of her time to begin with,
but after the change she was 5’10”, towering above men and women of that
century. Her dark auburn hair became a deep, luscious burgundy, a slightly
unreal shade that women of the present time paid a lot of money to achieve. As
with all Vampires, her eyes were a brilliant version of what they had been.
Alex’ own eyes had been a light caramel brown in his life,
but transformation had given him the shimmery golden hue that Aurora loved so
well. His body had altered itself similarly. He knew he was taller than he
had been. His shoulders had broadened, and his already hard muscles had turned
to chiseled perfection.
He leaned over the back of the chair and buried his face in
her hair, taking in her scent. His voice was slightly muffled against her when
he said, “I want to bathe you, tonight.”
She lifted her face toward him. “That would be wonderful,”
she said in a breathy whisper.
He moved so fast that she hardly saw it, but suddenly he
was in front of her again grasping her hands and pulling her to her feet and
into his arms. He nuzzled her throat, pushing her chin higher as he moved up
her long, slender neck. She could feel the sharp tips of his teeth behind his
lips, minutely grazing her skin as he kissed her. Her own teeth descended so
quickly in response that she could taste a little of her own blood where they
had punched through.
He moved to her lips, licking and sucking the tiny smear of
her blood. She felt his heat on her face, and when she opened her eyes, she
saw the red fire in his eyes. The tiny taste of her blood inflamed him, and he
wanted more. The passionate bite of a Vampire was exhilarating for Vampires
and pleasurable for humans, creating a mild euphoria. And, while Alex might
not be able to live on Aurora’s blood, it was part of the passion between them
and brought them closer.
He slid his hands to her waist, nearly encircling her with
his strong fingers. His eyes went to the ample swell of her bosom, pushing
above the bodice of her gown. He bent to her breast and sank his teeth into the
inviting flesh. Her blood burst into his mouth, and he released his bite to lick
it from his lips and her milky white skin. The punctures had healed almost as
fast as he’d made them.
He missed a droplet of blood, and it dripped down onto her spectacular
gown.
“I’m so sorry, my love. I hope it’s not stained. You were
so beautiful in it this evening.” He clearly felt badly about it.
“It is only a dress, love.” She did not even bother to
look at the stain. She just undid the clasp behind her neck and let the whole
thing slide to the floor. She gave him a little smile that was calculated to
look just a bit shy and a little naughty at the same time. He almost laughed
aloud. He loved her playful side, but as she stepped out of the dress, closer
to him, and started exploring his body with her hands, he