Free My Lady Vampire - Book Three by Sahara Kelly

in a frenzy of unfulfilled lust. It was his only release from Thérèse’s nocturnal torture.
    And although it eased his balls and softened his cock, it left his hunger unsated.
    Almost all his dreams aroused his hunger but left it unsated. He could experience all the pains and pleasures of sexual desire, but never did he feed in his dreams.
    He wanted to, but couldn’t, wouldn’t--didn’t. His fangs would emerge, his guts would harden in readiness, but somehow something would distract him, pull him from the fantasy before he could feed.
    It would send his hand to his cock once more, seeking the insubstantial release that would give him a measure of comfort, of relief.
    Adrian Chesswell couldn’t really decide if sleeping was a good thing for him or not. Whether his dream world was hell or heaven or something in between. And there were times when he wondered if that was his true reality--if his life as the newly-found son of Sir Sidney was the dream, and his existence in the dark and shadowed half-world of unfulfilled desire was actually his destiny for eternity.
    It was confusing, to say the least, and gave him much food for thought. Usually he was clear-headed enough to work things through for himself, but since his momentous visit to Kitty Edgeworth, Adrian’s brain had been notably unclear.
    As unclear as his cock was hard.
    He’d developed one serious case of lust for this appealing woman, and she was uppermost in his thoughts as he slid from wakefulness into the little death that routinely claimed him each sunrise.
    He wondered, just for a fleeting moment before sleep took his brain away, just how strong his psychic powers were.
    Both he and Kitty were about to find out.
     
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    She was nearly nude, the heat of the fire behind her sending warm caresses over her buttocks through the filmy silk. Her nipples hardened to taut peaks of their own accord, a response to the delightful feel of the flames as they crackled and danced in the fireplace.
    She rested a hand on the mantel, waiting.
    He would come to her, she knew. Striding towards her, his body dappled by firelight and glistening with the moisture from the rain outside.
    He loved to ride in just his breeches, to sit astride and let the kiss of the night and movement of his horse begin his arousal. By the time he came to her he was already hard, smelling a little of the outdoors and horse and man--a fragrance that never failed to start the honeyed juices flowing between her thighs. Sometimes he’d bathe first, and there would be lingering traces of sandalwood mixed in with his unique scent.
    She didn’t care. She just knew he’d come to claim her once more.
    And once again she’d try to refuse him, to play their game to its inevitable conclusion. It was what they both enjoyed, this denial, this mock-war between them that heightened their passions and their desires.
    The line between raw need and hatred was a thin one. For them it was occasionally non-existent, and yet the anger made the loving all the sweeter.
    All these thoughts swept through her mind on a hot wind as she stood waiting. Why this should seem so familiar, she knew not. Only that it was. That he was. That this was meant to be.
    His hands would reach for her, roughly taking what he needed and what she would not offer. His eyes would burn, searing her as she allowed herself to plummet into their depths.
    His cock would be cool, hard--a ridged instrument that would seek out her heat and plunge deep, more deeply than anyone ever had--or ever could again.
    All these thoughts ran through her mind as she waited, shifting a little to accommodate the liquids dampening the soft skin inside her thighs.
    Her pussy throbbed, tingling at the mere thought of what was to come.
    It was a rare delight, this thrill of arousal. She, Katherine Edgeworth, was waiting to be fucked. Eagerly anticipating the harshly wonderful mating act that would spread her thighs wide and welcome the intrusion of a hard and