by Vivi Anna
She lowered him to the ground, and brushed a hand over his face. She shook her head. “What were you thinking?”
He could barely understand her. Her words were jumbled together and her voice was so hoarse, nearly unrecognizable. It was then that he noticed that most of her throat was torn open.
Lifting his hand he touched her on the neck, on the side that wasn’t mangled. He licked his lips, trying to form words around his bruised vocal cords. “You’re hurt.”
“It’ll heal.”
He really looked at the gaping wound. He had his doubts it would heal properly. The damage was too immense. She could heal it over time, she wouldn’t die, but she’d never be the same. She’d never be able to sing again.
“I can heal you faster.” He pulled at his shirt to reveal the bite marks she’d left on his lower neck.
She looked at them, then shook her head. “I’ve taken too much from you.”
“I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t want to.”
She looked him in the eye, to let him know the gravity of what he offered her. “If I bite you again, it will bind us further.”
He nodded. “Yeah, I realize that.”
“We hardly know each other.”
“I know enough that I want to know you more.” He smiled. “Is that okay?”
“It is more than okay.”
Trevor sat up straighter and pulled off his shirt. On her knees in front of him, Guinevere leaned forward and settled her mouth over his bite wounds. He sucked in a breath as she buried her fangs into him again.
Her hands slid into his hair as she fed on him. Trevor reached up and grabbed her by the jacket. He had to hold onto something, anything to keep him upright.
It hurt this time. The pain was sharp and searing. It surged down his arms, over his chest, to the very tips of his toes. He gritted his teeth and held on as it took him to a dark place.
Although she didn’t feed from him long, it felt like an eternity to Trevor. Even after she removed her teeth from his flesh, he still felt an agonizing throb from his wound. It thumped just as hard as his heart did in his chest.
She leaned back and then touched his face with her fingertips. He met her gaze then lowered to watch in awe as her flesh knitted back together. He’d never seen it go so quickly. It was amazing, even to him, that his blood had that kind of power.
When no more blood seeped from her wound, Guinevere leaned forward and kissed Trevor. “Thank you,” she murmured against his lips.
“You’re welcome.” Then he kissed her back.
And that’s how Inspector Gabriel Bellmonte found them in the hotel room when he arrived to arrest Soren for attempted murder and assault.
Chapter 7
As Guinevere stepped out onto the spotlighted stage, she sensed a difference in this evening’s atmosphere It might have been the fact that she hadn’t performed in over a month. Since Soren’s attack on her, she hadn’t been at the club much at all. When she caught the gaze of the man sitting at a table near the stage, she knew exactly why she was feeling so different.
She hadn’t seen Trevor since their heated affair in the hotel, but here he was in her club front row and center, and smiling. She returned his smile, then as the white spotlight rose to meet her, she opened her mouth and began to sing, something she never thought to do again after having her throat nearly torn out only thirty days prior.
It was because of him.
After the show, she retired to her private room in the basement of the club. She sat by the fire in the hearth and sipped a glass of red wine. She’d shed her stage clothes in favor of a vibrant red dressing gown. Her feet were bare and curled up under her as she waited. She hoped he didn’t make her wait for much longer. The last month had proved difficult without seeing him. She’d never pined for a man, but she definitely had been longing for Trevor.
When the knock came at her door, she smiled, then waved her hand in the air to swing the door open. Trevor stepped inside. The door shut and locked behind him.
Eyebrow raised, he glanced at the door, then back at her. “Am I a prisoner this time?”
“Maybe.”
He crossed the room. He didn’t sit in the other chair but chose to stand next to her instead. He was close enough that she could touch him if she wanted. She wanted desperately.
“Your show was spectacular as usual.”
“Thanks to you.” She ran a finger down her throat.
He followed the motion with his eyes. “I’m sorry I—”
She lifted her hand to stop his words. “There’s no need to apologize, Trevor. You don’t owe me anything.”
He licked his lips, then said, “But what if I did want to owe you something? What if I wanted you to be angry that I hadn’t come around or called?”
She frowned at him. “You want me to be angry?”
“No, I want you.”
“You want me to what?”
He shrugged. “Just, I want you.”
Smiling, she stood, so she was mere inches from him. “I want you too.”
He reached for her and pulled her to him. Bending her slightly, he covered her mouth with his. He kissed her hard. And it crushed her heart. Everything about Trevor Blackstone was potent.
He nibbled at her lips while he ran his hands up and down her back. “How long until your next show?”
“Hmm, twenty-four hours, give or take.”
“Good, that will give me enough time.”
“For what?”
“To show you a magic trick.”
“What kind of trick?”
He nipped at her earlobe. “The one where I make our clothes disappear for hours and hours.”
“Is there a magic word?”
“Maybe.”
With a sly grin, Guinevere took a step back, and untied her robe. She let the silky material slide to the floor. “Abracadabra.”
Trevor took in her naked form and nodded. “Perfect execution.” He grabbed her hand, pulled her to him, and kissed her again.
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Her Dark Heart
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