Chapter 9: Chapter 9: Vampire with Wings
His growl echoed around the bedroom with a hollow almost supernatural bite. She stared up at him, shivers of after pleasure shock still racking her body.
"Why would you want to move?" She couldn't give up her home. She could still see Ouma in her workroom. When she baked in the kitchen, she remembered making koeksisters with her mother.
He pulled her tighter against him and stared down at her. "It's not safe here for you." He seemed reluctant to say anything else.
"Does this have anything to do with that newscast? You looked almost afraid." She never thought her big tough husband could be afraid of anything.
"No." He softened and cupped her cheek. "It's all right for the moment. We can stay. If there's danger to you, I will remove you from this house, kicking and screaming if I have to."
"What kind of danger could make it necessary for us to leave a safe neighborhood? Leave my home?"
"The kind that leaves no one standing," he said with somber conviction, as if he'd faced this particular danger before.
"What are you involved in? Mark, please tell me. Why did you marry me?"
Before his face shut down, she saw terrible guilt.
"No."
"Why did you engineer our first meeting? What are you? How can you read my mind?" If only he would talk to her. Tell her what was going on.
His lips pulled into a kind of ironic smile. "I'm your fatal destiny."
"Why fatal? What does that mean?"
He might think his smile reassuring, but it had the opposite effect. "I was being clever, go to sleep. I have a long day tomorrow." He reached out and clicked off the light.
"What did you do with Jo?" She knew it had something to do with the danger she could feel vibrating in the air around them. Why he seemed sad sometimes. She moved even closer to him. Talking in the dark seemed more intimate than their lovemaking. She never thought she was the kind of woman who would make love with her husband if he did what Mark did tonight. Except this was different. This was not about him cheating.
Mark sighed and put his hands behind his head, his chest under her cheek moved, then settled. "She's on a dark path. I talked to her and then left her with her parents."
"And you couldn't have me there while you talked to her?" She believed him, but a tiny part of her didn't like the idea of him alone with the beautiful Jo. The way she'd looked at him gave Sabrina chills just thinking about it.
"No. Go to sleep."
"Stop ordering me to sleep." She closed her eyes, but her mind wouldn't shut down. "Are you a vampire?" The teeth she sometimes saw could be vampire. Even the wings she thought she saw. In the movies Dracula turned into a bat. "You'd make one huge scary bat," she muttered.
"Sabrina, please go to sleep." It sounded as if he was trying not to laugh.
"Are you a vampire with wings?" She had to know.
"For the love of - yes, I turn into a giant bat and suck blood for food."
"Only women's blood or men's too?" She should be running screaming. Not asking questions. He might try to make a joke about it, but that woman at the party had screamed that a giant bat looked at her through the window.
He erupted, loomed over her with smoldering eyes. "Your blood, wife, if you don't stop asking questions and go to sleep."
"I'm just curious, it can't be easy to turn into a bat."
He kissed her and she almost forgot about winged vampires. Almost. It was bitter chocolate at its most seductive. This man of hers, the only man she'd ever love, kissed her and her body that still trembled faintly with her pleasure, as if her orgasm continued to overload with desire, wanted more.
He lifted his head. "Go to sleep wife or I'll show you how bats make love."
"How?" she dared.
He went for her throat. She squealed, hunched her shoulders, and lowered her chin to protect her vulnerable neck. "All right, all right. I'll go to sleep."
"Too late, this bat wants to make love to his wife."
"Again?"
"Yes, again."
"All right, but my knee - "
He kissed her neck and moved up, his breath wafting over her ear. "Let me worry about your knee."
Her body responded to his touch, his kisses and teasing bites played her like a fine-tuned instrument. At first, she silently called herself weak for allowing him to distract her like this. For letting him get away with what happened at the Greylings'. Soon, she was lost in their lovemaking.
The room, the pleasure still coursing through her body, receded until all she was aware of was the brown eyes, backlit by amber, mesmerizing her.
"You will forget your suspicions of me. We are newlyweds living ordinary lives."
"Yes."
They were still in the honeymoon phase, but already settled into a comfortable routine. She loved being part of a family again and couldn't wait for them to have children.
"You'll sleep now and wake content."
Sabrina loved the deep timbre of his voice, the gentle way he spoke to her. She pulled his head down and kissed him.
"Night, liefie." She was so happy, so content with her life.
He deepened the kiss, "Goodnight, Sabrina."
She closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone