Page 88 of The Vampire's Lament
“Because it sounds, I don’t know, pretty cutesy.”
“You think my name is cutesy?”
I could fake-snore right now and kill this. But a merry warmth fluttered through me, keeping me awake.
“Silv,” I whispered.
“Yes? Can I help you?” He laughed again.
“Erm…”
“Don’t use it if you’re uncomfortable.”
Ha! What a ‘funny’ guy. “No. I’m comfortable. I suppose it’s another sign of our relationship evolving, huh?”
“Indeed.”
However hard I tried to shake him off, I couldn’t. Things were bubbling between us, and me being beside him for comfort with a nickname in my mouth only proved that.
If only you weren’t who you are,I thought at him.
If he wasn’t, I’d be riding the horse all the way to the romantic uplands. Exploring things, seeing if we were a good fit outside of shagging.
But we weren’t going to get close to any sort of meant to be. Anything outside of this was doomed. I felt it in my bones, and in the surprising ache in my heart.
Damn. When would these feelings pass?
I don’t want them to.
I snuggled under the duvet, fading away.
“Sleep well, Paris Raine,” he spoke, his voice a gentle and distant whisper. Lulling me into the waiting peace, wrapping me in more of his body heat.
Sleep claimed me before I said another word.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
SILVANUS
Iawoke at sunset with the elf’s head on my chest, his arm curled around my waist, enveloping me with his honey scent, his mortal warmth, his body fitting against me perfectly.
My spark in the dark belongs there…
But not tonight. I had to resist stroking his hair or pulling him closer to me. There was too much to do, and basking in his beauty would have to wait.
Carefully, I pushed him away.
He groaned softly, rolling over to face the other wall.
I wish I could stay with you…
Rather than lift the bed from the ground, I opened the floor and climbed out, aiming for the bathroom.
Thank goodness Medusa wasn’t waiting for me while my cock stuck out so achingly hard.
I wanted to touch it, for him to touch it, kiss it, suck it, allow me to bury it inside him.
A cold shower tempered my desires.
