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But there were other things we could do that didn’t involve me getting hard.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

My back slid against the back of the shower wall as Draven took one of my legs and draped it over his shoulder. I flattened my hands against the wall to keep from falling, and the moment Draven’s tongue met my pussy, I sucked in a breath. It was cold, but not like the ice from the night before, maybe because the heat from the water that beat on his back was enough to warm his body past room temperature.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “Your pussy tastes better than I imagined.”

I moaned in response to his words and the pleasure building between my legs. How was it that a vampire was giving me oral right now? And how was Draven a vampire? Sure, he’d explained how they came about, but—

Was this real life?

Reaching up, Draven caressed my breast as his other hand held me open and his tongue licked up and down my slit. I whimpered when he nibbled my lips between my legs. Each time his tongue fluttered on my clit, it sent vibrations of pleasure through the bud of nerves. Before I realized it, the leg I was standing on started to shake, and then a wave washed over me as the orgasm shot through me.

“Oh, God,” I gasped.

My knee gave out, and I started to slip, but Draven’s arms reached up, and he cradled me as I came down. Our naked bodies pressed together as I slid into place to straddle him and his mouth met mine. I tasted myself on him as his tongue slid into my mouth and danced with mine. The water pelted us from above, but we didn’t budge as we kissed and savored the moment.

When we finished kissing, Draven pressed his forehead to mine. “I can’t believe you didn’t kick me out.”

I sighed and snuggled into him more, laying my head on his shoulder and turning my head to face him. “How can I fault you for being who you are? You accept me even though I’m overweight.”

“Being overweight isn’t a curse.”

“Isn’t it though? Every time I want to stick something in my mouth, I have to think if it will make me gain weight or not.”

“Don’t humans need to think that way anyway?”

“Yes, but it’s worse when a slice of bread makes you gain ten pounds.”

Draven chuckled. “I don’t think that’s true.”

I rose my head and looked him into his black eyes. “No, it’s not true, but the bigger you are, the more you want to eat. At least for me.”

He cupped my cheek. “You could eat all the bread in the world and I wouldn’t care. I still like you for who you are.”

I smiled warmly at him as my heart fluttered at his words. “Really?”

“You’re beautiful inside and out, Calla.”

I knew that I was falling in love with him, but I decided to keep that fact to myself. Everything was new between us, and I got the feeling it would be hard to fall in love with a mortal knowing their days were numbered.

We got out of the shower, and after I’d changed into pajamas and Draven put on his boxers, we crawled into my bed.

“Do you sleep in a coffin?” I asked.

“No.” He chuckled. “I sleep in a bed.”

“In a basement?”

“In my room.”

“With foil on the windows?”

Draven turned me toward him so we were face to face. “I have blackout curtains. I’m not a freak.”

“There are so many myths that it’s hard to know what’s real. Wait—was there garlic on your steak tonight because I had garlic.”

“Yes. I can eat garlic.”