A WHISPER OF ETERNIT

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She stared up at him, at the hunger glowing in his eyes. Fear made her heart beat harder, faster. His hand tightened on hers. He took a step toward her, his gaze fastened on her throat.
"Dominic."

He looked up, his eyes burning into hers. "Tracy, in all the times I have known you, I have never tasted you. Let me now," he pleaded softly."Just one taste."

"I'm afraid."

"One small taste, my best beloved one.There is nothing to fear." "Will it… will it hurt?"

"No, I swear it."

She stared up at him, torn by doubt and yet wanting to ease the awful pain she saw in his eyes. How could she refuse him again? How could she not? She put her worst fear into words. "Will it make me what you are?"

"No."

"And you'll only take a little, you promise?"
"I promise."

She lifted a hand to her throat, touched the pulse beating there. To her amazement, she found that her curiosity was stronger than her fear.

"All right, but remember, only a little," she murmured, and wondered if he was as surprised by her answer as she was.

" Querida!"He pulled her into his arms and kissed her tenderly.

She pressed herself against him, everything else forgotten in the wonder of his kiss, the pleasure of his touch as his hands moved over her body.

He rained feather-light kisses over her cheeks and brow, kissed the tip of her nose before he claimed her lips once more.

Drowning in waves of pure delight, it took her a moment to realize that he was dropping kisses along her neck, just below her ear. She knew a moment of sharp, primal fear when she felt the touch of his teeth at her throat but it was quickly swallowed up in what came after. As he had promised, there was no pain, only a deep sensual pleasure unlike anything she had ever known.

A soft moan escaped her lips.

At the sound, Dominic lifted his head. He stared down at her, his brow furrowed.