Taken by a Vampire (Vampire Queen) - By Joey W. Hill Page 0,96

separate container for him to sample. When he came up, he was in a hurry. He hadn’t even buttoned his shirt, had simply raked his fingers through his hair. Hatefully male, he merely looked sexier, reminding her of being in bed with him the previous night. He must have gotten caught up in something downstairs once he woke, and lost track of the time. Respecting his urgency, she gave him the container and managed a smile as he nodded absently, taking it from her and heading for the door.

She suppressed a sigh and turned to face the kitchen and the stack of dirty dishes there. She’d make herself a plate of the stew and eat at the counter, then start cleanup.

“Ah—” She let out a little gasp as Evan turned her toward him. She hadn’t even heard him return. His expression was still distracted, so she expected he’d forgotten something, but then he had her hauled up against his body and was kissing her with heat and need. He pushed her up against the counter so her legs locked around his hips. His fingers dove into her hair, freeing the clip and filling his palms with her tresses as he rubbed himself against her, earning a gasp from her lips against his.

“Behave,” he told her with a feral smile, and then he was gone. She had her feet on the ground but was holding on to the sink, the whole world tilting on its axis.

It took several heart-thumping moments to realize she had a smile on her face, her lips still tingling from the corners to the soft, fleshy center. It took her five whole minutes to pull together her distracted thoughts, during which time she gave serious thought to adding an intense masturbation session to her two-hour “task.”

Keep imagining that, yekirati. I will plague Niall with that vision, so that when we return to you, he will be like a bear tormented by the scent of fresh meat. Leave the actual pleasuring of your body for us. We are in a selfish mood.

She’d never heard happier news.

She returned to the slides. Since there were thousands, it was not a one-day task, but she made steady progress. Around one in the morning, she heard her Master’s voice in her head, a teasing, liquid sensation, much like the aftermath of that kiss.

Don’t forget your highest priority, Alanna. You do not wish to disappoint me.

No, Master. She tried to dispel her automatic reluctance to it. She’d approach it like any other assigned task, considering herself a third party her Master had asked her to entertain. That would work. But how was she going to entertain herself? Sighing, she rose from the table and stretched.

Sir, I’m making a sandwich for myself. Do you or Niall require anything?

Nothing for me. He sounded distracted now. Niall’s always hungry. We’re close now. Northwest, about a quarter mile. Take the trail behind the well.

Elation filled her. Making several sandwiches for Niall, she included chips, cookies and soda in a basket. She decided to bring the romance with her, as well as the plant book. Comparing the pictures to find edible plants was something she’d enjoy, so it would be useful to her two-hour task quota as well as her cooking. Women did multitask, after all.

They also rationalize.

She jumped at Evan’s reproof, but she picked up a warm chuckle. That’s fine, Alanna. As long as you are sincerely trying. I expect you to do a little better each day, though.

Yes, sir.

He’d given her a picture of their location in relation to the cabin. They were in a secluded glade. A small creek, probably the same one that wound alongside the cabin, formed a gurgling furrow in the earth, the glossy stones beneath the water causing spouts and waterfalls. Rock outcroppings thrust through long, silver-white grass, drawing the eye toward the dark shadows of the surrounding forest. Leaves released from the fall foliage were caught in the grasses, and though it was too dark to see the color on the trees, her flashlight moved over the tinges of red and orange, the curled dried edges of fallen leaves.

Once in the glade, she snapped off the flashlight. The second mark and the moonlight filtering through the trees gave her the ability to see the glade adequately without it, and she didn’t want to interfere with Evan’s view.

Evan had his camera set up, but he wasn’t using it now. Putting his fingers to his lips, he warned her to remain quiet,