That was why Merrick’s eyes went cold at the sound of Theo’s name? Because he had once drunk my blood? I tried to remember the last time I’d even thought of that incident. My God, that was not at all the reason I’d expected. "Do you not recall the incident?" Merrick spoke softly now, rising from ...
I wanted him. He wanted me back. I was free. He was sending me away. Merrick entered before I had even moved to don my night shirt. He was wearing his robe, the hood down. I exhaled in relief when he pulled me against him and tenderly sealed his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around him and clun...