VET Vampire Romance 01 - Covet

marked his skin, scars like she had on hers.
    Javier licked her throat, murmuring something in Spanish against it, and she couldn’t hide her surprise when he drew back and she saw that the cuts and bruises on his face had healed. Only faint scars remained and a darker streak over his nose where it had been broken. She touched his throat, glad to see the horrific bruises there were gone.
    “Thank you,” he whispered and kissed her before she could tell him that she should be the one thanking him for freeing her from Lord Ashville. She kissed him instead, silently thanking him with each sweep and caress of her lips against his. She could feel he was still worried about what had happened between them and wasn’t surprised when he broke the kiss and cupped her cheek, staring deep into her eyes. “I won’t act on the bond between us. If you want to leave the theatre, you can do so. You are free, Lilah. You can do as you please.”
    “I can do as I please?” She rose to her knees. A pained look crossed his face when she slipped down from the bed on the bathroom side and it turned to confusion when she held her hand out to him.
    “You are not leaving?”
    Lilah couldn’t stop herself from laughing aloud at that. “Never... but I am going to do as I please... and it pleases me that you join me in the shower, as promised.”
    Javier smiled and it warmed her to see it and the affection and happiness in his dark brown eyes. He was by her side in an instant, his hand in hers, leading her towards his en-suite bathroom. Lilah stared unabashedly at his bare bottom as he walked, loving the way it dimpled with each step, so firm and tempting. He jolted when she ran her hand over it and gave it a pat.
    “Why do I have the feeling you will be playing the role of master in this relationship?” He grinned over his shoulder at her, pulled her into his arms so her front pressed against his, and lifted her. She didn’t protest as he carried her into the large shower cubicle, his hands firmly gripping her backside. She was actually looking forward to him being in command but she had enjoyed tying him up. Perhaps they could alternate between dominant and submissive, because just the thought of chaining him up properly with shackles he couldn’t easily break had her hot as Hell.
    Javier pressed her into the cool tiles of the shower, deftly flicked the water on, and kissed her. He wasn’t the only one getting feelings. Lilah had the feeling that she wasn’t going to get to scrub the dirt off her body before Javier had had his wicked way with her. He didn’t seem to notice any of his healing cuts as he lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. His hardening cock nudged her bottom as he kissed her, dominating her mouth and plundering it with his tongue. He tasted like blood but she couldn’t bring herself to care. Her tongue tangled with his, licking its cool length as her fingers tangled in his hair, holding his mouth against hers. She moaned when he shifted his hips backwards, allowing his erection to rise between them, and then ground against her.
    “Are you sure you’re up for this?” she whispered into his mouth and he thrust against her again, telling her without words that he was definitely up for something.
    Lilah moaned and closed her eyes as he kissed down her jaw to her throat and found the marks he had placed on her just minutes before. He closed his mouth over them and sucked, reopening the puncture wounds, drawing more blood from her. The combination of his cock rubbing her aroused nub and his mouth working on her throat had her burning up and tipping her head back into the hard white tiles of the shower. The hot water beat down on her side, cascading over her skin.
    Javier thrust again, his fingers pressing into her backside, pinning her against the wall. He groaned and she bucked her hips into his, rubbing herself on his hard cock, loving the feel of it pressing against her. He licked her neck in response and devoured it with hungry kisses.
    “I want you,” he whispered and nibbled her earlobe, lightly biting it. “My Lilah.”
    Lilah smiled at that and the passion and intense need behind those two words. She held him to her, stroking his hair, melting into him as he kissed her throat and held her hard against his body as though he would never let her go now that he had her. She didn’t want him to.
    “I want you too,” she said and he groaned when she kissed his shoulder. When she bit down on