Dangerous Desires, by Brenda Williamson ~ Chapter 27

Dangerous Desires

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by Brenda Williamson

(A Free Read ~ A Work in Progress)

Copyright 2011

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Chapter Twenty Seven

That night, Valentina slid beneath the sheets of her bed. She had chosen the earlier than normal hour to set her sleep pattern to that of Nathan’s. She had laid back on her pillow and thought over her urges she’d had of sinking her teeth into his neck. When she had slept, nightmares filtered into her dreams and woke her.


Still dark outside, she got up and went to the window. She pushed the drapery aside and found Mollie sitting on the sill.

“You didn’t have to stay in just because I did.” She picked up the cat and cradled her close.

Rattled by the bad dream, she sat on the window seat and stared out at the waning moon. She had dreamt of a man as her prey. He had run from her through the forest. When she caught him, she had sunk her teeth into the warm pulse beating rapidly against his throat. She had never known anything as enlivening. Greed kept her sucking the sweet warm blood, savoring the rich creaminess of it on her tongue.

Then, she looked at the man. As dead as the wild boar, Nathan lay in her arms. She didn’t want to believe it was true, yet instinct told her she was capable of killing a person. Just the taste of his blood on the palm of his hand had showed her that much.

"What if I lose control in his kiss?" she muttered. "In that one moment the night before last, I had consumed the blood off his hand and discarded restraint. What of other people?” Would she… Could she take someone’s life?

No orange glow to signal the rise of the sun, didn’t mean Valentina didn’t know the sun was coming up. She closed the draperies even though rain was eminent. The wind picked up as she dressed. When she walked through the hall, she heard the shutters on the windows banging. Stormy sounds whistled down the chimney.

The weather brought a welcomed cheeriness to her mood. She waltzed into the dinning room with a light step.

"You’re looking very happy this morning." Nathan rose from his chair at the table. "Most people are gloomy with this kind of bad weather."

She sat near him. "That’s because they haven’t an aversion to sunlight."

"And what of rain?”

“I can walk in it for hours.”

"It looks like it will get pretty bad out there. I understand the storms in this area can be ferocious."

"I suppose some are. It’s hard to say what today will be like."

“Then we’ll stroll until the weather chases us back indoors.” He got up from his seat and offered his hand. "Do we take an umbrella or boldly forsake carrying any protection?"

"You wouldn’t mind?"

"I honesty don’t think it will help if it starts to rain." He took her arm. "The wind can be unkind."

"I won’t care."

They went out the door into the dim gray light of the impending tempest. Valentina smiled. Stepping over the threshold without her hat and gloves, and especially her veil always gave her a delightful sensation of freedom.

They walked no farther than to the lawn when Nathan tipped his head back and looked up. “That didn’t long to start raining,” he said.

She lifted her face to feel the water on her skin. The wind whipped her hair around, over her face and across her eyes. Wet strands stuck to her cheeks. Nathan brushed them aside. He kept his hand against her head and stroked along her hairline.

"We’re going to get very wet." His face neared hers.

"I know."

His lips pressed hers without the insistence they kiss longer than a moment. But Valentina wanted much more. She needed him for her travel plans and wanted him in ways that continued to amaze her. A kiss was just the start of all her desires.

She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair. The rain came heavier, but she was happy he ignored it. Their involvement drew him closer without a care to the intemperate conditions whirling around them.

He tried shielding her, hunching his body over hers, and she appreciated his thoughtfulness.

"We should go back, don’t you think?" He kept his forehead against hers, blocking the rain. "Unless you’re enjoying this."

"Kissing you?" She sipped at the corner of his mouth. "I enjoy it very much."

"I meant the weather." He cupped her face.

She felt him shiver.

Not wanting him to suffer discomfort, she took his hand. “Let’s go.”

They ran to the house. Inside the foyer, she slipped on the marble floor. Nathan tugged her against him, preventing her from falling.

"You’re soaked." She wiggled away from his drenched body.

"Rain will do that." He smiled.

Since her hand stayed locked in his, she urged him toward the staircase. She hurried up the steps with him in tow, and continued to pull him down the hall in the direction of his room. Nathan went in first. She shut the door.

"You’ll catch a chill in those wet clothes," he told her.

She nodded and stepped forward. "So will you."

She went right to work on undoing the buttons on his jacket. Pushing the garment off his shoulders, she jerked the sleeves down his arms. Carelessly, she let it drop to the floor. Next, she unfastened his shirt. Parting the fabric, she pressed her palms against his muscular chest and swept outward. She felt him shiver as she stirred her palms over his nipples. She caressed him in circling motions up to his shoulders. Then leaning him toward him, she planted her cool lips against his warm ones. When he put his hands on her arms, she thought to pull her tight. Instead, he pushed her back at arm’s length.

She waited for him to say something…act on his on lust. However, Valentina’s patience decreased with the passing seconds and she seriously considered influencing Nathan’s freewill.

..............Read more in Chapter 28

Brenda

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