When Darkness Comes (Guardians of Eternity #1)(47)

"How long it's been since I've been treated as something other than a rabid animal."

Her heart wrenched as she brushed her fingers across his sensuous lips. She knew all too well the feeling of being despised and unwanted in her own home. Of being brutally kicked back into place when she dared to defy her father.

How Dante had managed to endure his captivity for centuries was beyond comprehension.

"I'm sorry," she husked. "No one deserves to be chained and held against their will." She framed his beautiful face in her hands. "I swear I will do whatever I can to release you."

His eyes flared as he claimed her lips in a kiss she felt to her very soul. Abby groaned, curling her toes in pleasure. Oh yeah, this vampire knew a thing or two about kissing. A woman could spend an eternity just being held in his arms.

Smoothing her hands through his satin hair, Abby sank into the sizzling heat. She was alive against all odds. She intended to appreciate every moment of what she had been given.

His hands slid slowly up the curve of her spine as his kiss deepened. His erection pressed into her stomach.

Abby forgot about dark wizards, hideous zombies, and missing witches. She forgot about everything but the searing pleasure of Dante's touch.

For months she had fantasized about this man. Now that she knew up close and personal just what sort of lover he was, her hunger for him was near unbearable.

She heard his rasping groan as Ms hands shifted to cup the softness of her br**sts. But even as she arched against his touch, he was reluctantly pulling away.

"Christ, what am I doing?" he muttered, shoving his hands roughly through his hair. "Let's go before I manage to get us captured again."

Taking her hand, Dante led her through the thickening trees, muttering beneath his breath at his brief distraction.

Abby did her own share of muttering. Certainly she was all for getting far away from the crazed wizard and his zombie posse. Putting several oceans between them didn't seem an overreaction.

But she couldn't deny a small measure of frustration.

Just once she wanted to be alone with Dante without the threat of horrible death hanging over their heads.

A few measly hours when they could enjoy each other in absolute peace.

It was enough to make any woman a bit grouchy.

They moved in silence for what seemed to be an eternity. Off and on, Dante would insist on carrying her so they could move quicker, but disliking the feel of being helpless, she preferred to trail behind him. Even if it meant tripping over every stray branch and bush that littered the woods. Damn nature.

At last she began to wonder if Dante intended for them to walk in circles for the rest of the night.

"Do you know where we're going?" she demanded in suspicion.

"For help," he retorted without missing a step. "The next time I face those zombies, I intend to have something that will frighten those sons of bitches back to the grave."

She couldn't argue with that!

"Good plan. Where is this something?"

"In Chicago."

"Let me guess… Viper," she said dryly.

That earned her a swift glance over his shoulder. "How did you know?"

"He seems the type to have a fascination with things that would frighten zombies."

"You have no idea." Without warning, he came to an abrupt halt. They had thankfully left behind the trees and now stood in what seemed to be an abandoned field. "Wait"

Brushing things from her hair that she hoped to God were bits of leaves and branches, Abby regarded Dante with a faint frown.

"Don't tell me you're lost."

Turning, he gave a lift of his perfect brows. "I'm never lost."

Abby rolled her eyes. "Spoken like a true male."

With a smug smile he once again took off. 'This way."

"You're sure?" she demanded. "You aren't just leading me around until we stumble over the car?"

"Were you born this aggravating or is it a skill you've developed just to annoy me?"

Her lips twitched. She couldn't deny she enjoyed razzing Dante.

His own fault, of course.

He shouldn't be so arrogant.

"Don't flatter yourself. I've always been this aggravating."

"Now, that I believe," he muttered before tossing her a patronizing smile over his shoulder as he pointed to the outline of the abandoned factory buildings just off to the left. There."

She gave a sniff although she inwardly sighed in relief as she realized they were only a short distance from Viper's car. She would give her soul to rest her aching legs.

"You don't have to smirk. It's unbecoming."

Dante chuckled as he reached the car and leaned his large form against the hood. Bathed in moonlight with his shirt half open and his hair flowing about his perfect face, he appeared tall, dark, and edible.

A tasty hood ornament, indeed.

Folding his arms over his chest, he allowed one of those slow, wickedly naughty smiles to curve his lips.

"I think you owe me an apology for doubting my extraordinary powers for even a moment."

Abby struggled not to melt at his feet.

She did have some pride.

"What sort of apology?"

The smile widened. "I have a few ideas. Unfortunately they include a soft bed, scented candles, and plenty of whipped cream. None of which I happen to have on hand."