Free Read Novels Online Home

All Hallow's Eve by C.M. Steele (7)

Dietrich

They needed to make a manual on this. How was I supposed to know she’d faint? Bloody hell, I was glad that she was in my arms, or she might have hurt herself. I laid her on the bed and closed the metal blinds for the night. That was something I had to reveal as well. I stared down at her pale skin, wishing to run my hands and tongue all over every inch. As beautiful as her gown was, I thought it would look much better on the floor at the moment.

I traced my fingers up the center of the bodice to the edge of her supple breasts that spilled over the top, continuing up to her collarbone and finally brushing her cheek. The energy passing through us could power this house for a century and yet, I needed more, and there would be more. All I had to do was convince her that she was mine.

“I will love you forever, Evelyn. Wake up for me,” I said, placing a kiss on her lips. She woke up, her eyes wide. I had to hold back the urge to claim her. I could have taken her as mine without telling her that it would be permanent, but I couldn’t keep who I was from her; she deserved better.

“Oh, I must have hit my head really hard when my mom pushed me.” I growled that my assumption that she had pushed her had been confirmed. I slid a strand of hair that had fallen on her face to the side and behind her ear.

“Evelyn, you fainted when I showed you I wasn’t lying.” Her face paled again. It took the longest minute in the world, but a wave of understanding or acceptance washed over her expression.

Her brows scrunched when she asked, “How?”

I couldn’t take my eyes off her perfect green eyes. She was so stunning, even in her confusion. I wanted her badly, painfully. “I was born that way.”

Her eyes bugged out briefly before she asked, “Born that way? I thought vampires were the undead?” I laughed softly. That had been in most of the movies and books since the written word.

“Well, technically we’re all the undead? You are undead, your parents undead, but no, the stories in the movies aren’t quite how it works.”

“Tell me more,” she demanded, sitting straight up in the bed, pressing her hands on her lap, reminding me that her sweet pussy was still creaming under that dress. I breathed in the scent that called to me and tried to use that to hold me off.

“We are born all males, and when we encounter our mate, there’s nothing to stop us from claiming them.”

“Yet, you seem to be so relaxed and calm.” It came off accusatory, like I didn’t want to nail her to the wall with my throbbing cock, but it was all I could do to hold off taking her.

“I have been doing my best. Having met your parents, I don’t want to force you into anything. I want you to come to me with the knowledge that you and I will be together forever.”

“I want you, Dietrich,” she said, her eyes looking longingly at me. I wanted her so much more than she understood.

“We do this, there’s no going back.” I pulled her into my arms, holding her close. I hoped that she wasn’t going to fight this. My life would force her to make choices that she might not want. She’d already lived a sheltered life. I’d hate to have her locked up with me. It wasn’t that I didn’t do things, but they were all in the cover of night.

She looked up at me, her eyes full of questions, but she just nodded her head slightly, taking in what I said. “Will I become a vampire?”

I nodded. “Yes, and there’s something else I need to tell you.” I worried how she would take the news.

“What is it?” I could see the fear in her eyes. I brushed her hair behind her ears, caressing her cheek in the process. She melted into my touch, and I felt strong enough to tell her. I could crush a human’s skull, but I felt powerless when it came to her. Evelyn now owned every ounce of me.

“I can’t go out in the sunlight.” For the first time in my life, it actually bothered me. Not for my sake, but for hers.

“Wow, really? So I’m not going to be able to go outside in the sun again?”

“Oh, you can still go out, but I won’t let you go alone. My life will remain in the darkness, and our sons will be forced into the darkness. I’d have to have someone I trusted to take you out.”

“It wouldn’t matter if I was forced into the night. It’s not like I spent time outside anyway. Morning was the only time I was allowed out. Only promiscuous people were out at night, or so I was told,” she replied.

“Yes, there are a lot of bad people out at night, but so are good people. Most good people work during the day, so living is for the night. Just because I live in the darkness doesn’t mean I don’t do things.”

She clamped her lips shut and I could feel another shift in her attitude, but this was different. Evelyn seemed mad or annoyed. “We’re in this together. We’re mates, right? I mean, unless, you know, I’m not the only mate you have or had?”

Oh, she took my going out at night for other things. I had to laugh at that internally because even though women would hit on me, I had no interest in them. “We only mate once, Evelyn. You are the only one and will always be the only one.”

She seemed surprised and curious. “How old are you?”

I know that it didn’t matter in my world, but in hers I was practically ancient. “I’m very old. Over a hundred.”

With a skeptical look and crossed arms, she shook her head in disbelief. “I’m sorry, but that’s a bit hard to buy,” she said.

“Well at one time, people believed the world was flat. And I proved earlier that I was different.”

“It’s just, wow. How come you look like you’re not over forty?”

“We don’t age much after maturity. Since I live in the dark, I look a little older than Falcon and Draco.”

“Well you’re much more handsome than them,” she admitted, blushing lightly before ducking her head. I tipped her chin up to look at me. Then I lost all restraint to hold back. My mouth took hers, kissing her roughly and hard, pinning her onto the mattress with my body pressed against her softness.

“I want you now, Evelyn.”

“I want you, too. Take me. Make me yours,” she sighed. I carried us both off the bed and to the mirror. Our special mirror. I started to leisurely undress her, removing layer after layer until she stood there completely bared to me. I looked away from the mirror because I was too tempted to rush. To throw her on the bed and take her hard and fast with my fangs deep in her vein, making us permanently one. I turned and made quick work of my own clothes, discarding them wherever they landed.

I stood behind her, my hands wrapped around her biceps, staring into the mirror. I was a whole foot taller than her, but she fit just right against my body. Her pert nipples were hard and dark pink. I had to control my basic nature. We were perfectly matched in every way. “Look at you. A beauty to behold and all mine,” I whispered into her ear without taking my eyes off of her reflection and her response to me.