Page 19 of Forever Desired
Her core pulsed with the apparent need in his voice.
After that kiss, there was no way she was not asking him in.
“Please, come in.”
Sorin followed behind Athena. He took in the neighborhood with one quick glance. It wasn’t the best part of Las Vegas, but yet it wasn’t the worst.
His bride deserved better.
And he could provide her with whatever she so desired in life.
They quietly entered the building and walked up to the second floor. His cock pressed against his pants while he watched the sway of her hips as she sauntered up the stairs.
He didn’t mention to her that he had caught her show tonight. He had remained in the back of the club, unable to stay away from her. He had been seated at a small table in the far corner that still allowed him to have a view of the show while being incognito. He’d been enamored by her again.
The need for her shot through his chest. The pain almost took his breath away. He’d fed twice already today, and the urge to taste Athena’s blood grew. His stored blood in his apartment was dwindling. The thought of drinking from any human was losing its appeal. His gums burned as his fangs demanded to break through. He fought the urge, not wanting her to see his teeth, not quite yet.
Having to explain to her that her notion things like vampires didn’t exist was false, would not be a conversation he wanted to have tonight.
No, he needed her.
There would be plenty of time to explain that there were creatures that went bump in the night.
She may not be a siren as he had suspected, but he was a vampire.
Born that way.
And she was to be his bride.
Athena paused at her door and wrestled with the lock before it opened. She stepped inside the apartment and spun on her heel to face him.
She was nervous.
“Welcome to my little humble abode,” she murmured.
Her lips turned up into a small smile, and the taste of her was still on the tip of his tongue. She waved him in before walking over to turn a lamp on, casting the room in a soft light. “Please, come in.”
He strode into her private domain and dropped her bag on the floor. The place was tiny, but he could feel parts of Athena there. It may not be much, but he could tell she took pride in her private dwelling. The colors and decorations around the living room were all her. He could see the kitchen from where he stood, a cozy eating area, and a hallway that he assumed led to her bedroom.
Sorin’s gaze turned back to Athena, and a slight hint of doubt crept up in her eyes. He didn’t ever want her to doubt anything about him or what was between them.
He stalked around the room and pulled her to him. Her gasp was the only sound echoing through the air.
He gripped her chin and tilted her face back so she met his gaze. He towered over her, and that protective nature he didn’t know existed peeked its head up.
Sorin would do whatever he must to ensure she was safe and protected.
After the news the council had laid on him, he knew there may be a war brimming on the horizon. Hunters were humans who were aware of the existence of vampires, shifters, and all the paranormals. They were a militia who had determined it was their job to rid the world of vampires.
Athena’s soft hand caressing his wrist forced a growl to escape his throat.
“You feel this between us?” he asked. His voice grew hoarse at the blatant trust and need that burned in her big brown eyes.
Without a word, she gave a slow nod. She let out a deep breath.
“This is crazy. I’ve never had this feeling before for someone I just met,” she admitted. She stepped closer to him, resting her hands on his chest. “Am I losing my mind?”
“No,” he bit out. His gaze dropped down to the pulse at the base of her neck; it raced. He held back a groan at the thought of sinking his teeth deep inside her jugular. He was sure her blood would be the sweetest.
Sorin bent down and claimed her lips with his. He could no longer keep his hands off her. She returned the kiss with the same fever that rippled through his body. Her hands slid up his chest and dove into the hair at the base of his neck. He leaned down and hefted her up by the backs of her thighs. She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist.
She tightened her grip on his hair. Their lips merged in a hard kiss. His feet moved toward the small hall off the living room.
“Which room is yours?” he asked.
