A Midsummer Night's Demon(28)
She’d come to him, and he needed to know why. His body ached, heavy with desire for her. His muscles flexed under her touch. But he pulled himself up short, taking deep steadying breaths to calm his baser instinct. He gave her body an assessing glance to assure himself she was unharmed.
Ky’s eyes fell onto the deep scratch on her arm. Knowing the healing properties in his saliva would help, he bent to lick the wound closed. He stopped short and forced himself away from the temptation of her blood when he realized she probably did not want any reminders of his vampiric nature right now. Instead he removed his shirt and wrapped it around her arm to stay the flow of blood.
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Lyn watched Ky’s muscles bunch and flex beneath his skin when he removed his shirt, then wrapped it around her arm. A slight wind blew, shaking water droplets from the canopy above to coat his bare chest. The tiny beads slid over his chiseled physique, flowing down to where his jean rode low on his narrow hips. Her eyes tracked a sensual trail down his body. Heat pooled low in her core, and her belly tightened. Her heartbeat raced as if a thoroughbred galloped in her chest. With every inhalation, the lace of her bra scraped against sensitive nipples.
His corrugated abs rippled with each breath, sending a tremor of temptation through her body. Her hands slid down his torso of their own volition, her fingers traced the lines of his abdomen. Ky’s hands captured hers, stilling their slow decent toward his hips.
“You’re killing me with your touches,” Ky confessed in a breathy voice. He brought her hands to his mouth, and placed a gentle kiss on each finger before scraping his teeth along her knuckles. She trembled, whether from him or the damp air she could not be sure. “Let’s go inside,” he offered, lacing his fingers with hers to lead her home.
With Ky guiding them, they made their way to his bungalow with ease. Lyn marveled at how well he could navigate in the darkness. She assumed it must be one of the benefits of being a vampire. There must be some benefits, right? Her mind raced through every movie and TV show she could remember. Her curiosity made her speak. “Ky, tell me about being a vampire.”
The door to his home opened as they approached, and Ky ushered her inside with a grand sweep of his arm.
“Well for one, we can do things with our mind.” The door swung closed behind them, untouched by his hands.
“Like open and close a door,” she commented moving into the living room.
Ky nodded. “Among other things.”
Lyn sat on the couch, her curiosity grew exponentially. “Like what else?”
“Like this.”
The sensation of Ky’s fingers gently stroking her cheek sent an electric shock zinging through her body. Her eyes widened in surprise, and her hand flew up to cover the area. She could feel the warmth of his fingers there, though he stood across the room. “How did you do that?”
“What this?” A boyish grin took his face.
Lyn jumped at the sensation of Ky’s hand massaging her rump. The sensual impression sent a wave of desire coursing through her body. “I can feel you touching me.”
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” His eyes sparkled with mischief. “You looked so adorable with that look on your face.”
“How are you doing that?”
“It’s just one of the many perks of being a vampire.”
“Tell me more. I want to know everything about being a vampire. Everything about you.” Lyn’s excitement filled the air. She couldn’t wait to have her questions answered.
A slight flutter sensation swept over her mind like a caress of butterfly’s wing, but she quickly dismissed the feeling when a stunning smile came to Ky’s handsome face. It reached the corners of his eyes, taking her breath from her lungs.
“There is a lot to tell Lyn. Where should I start?”
“How about with your full name?” she suggested, earning a genuine laugh from Ky. The sound of his deep chuckle slid over her like a gentle embrace. “I’ve given it a lot of thought. I bet I can guess your first name.”
“Go ahead.” Ky crossed his arms over his bare chest, his biceps bulging. “I bet you can’t get it right.”
“I’ll take that bet. How about this? If I guess correctly, you take me flying.”
His brows furrowed in confusion. “You mean, like in an airplane?”
“No, I mean in your arms. Vampires fly. Right?”
Ky chuckled, his crossed arms bouncing on his chest. “Honey, there is a little thing called the law of gravity and even vampires can’t break it. Sorry to disappoint, but I can’t fly.”