Free The Fledgling by AE Jones

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    She unbuttoned the last button, and Jean Luc reached for her. She stepped into his arms, skin against skin. She was warm and still damp from her shower. He slipped the shirt from her shoulders, and it billowed to the floor.
    Mon Dieu , he had to taste her. He ran his tongue over her throat, her pulse drawing him in until his own heart beat in tandem with hers. She was as addictive as any drug. He sucked her neck hard enough to pool the blood just beneath her skin. She gasped. Without ingesting a drop, he could taste its sweetness. Lifting her into his arms, he carried her to the bed, setting her down gently. He stood back and studied her, her beauty literally making him weak in his knees.
    She smiled when he yanked the towel off his waist, her eyes meandering slowly over his body while she looked her fill. He crawled up the bed, arms holding him barely an inch above her. So close the hairs on his body stood on end.
    The gold in her eyes turned molten. She opened her legs to him, and he eased himself down on top of her, groaning as his groin fit against hers. She shuddered and traced her fingers over his back as though she wanted to memorize him through touch.
    He ran his hands through her silky curls and held her head still, gazing into her amazing face. “I have wanted you since I saw you in the alley.”
    “Today was scary. I thought of you too.”
    He chuckled. “I meant the alley from the night I first met you.”
    Her mouth dropped open. “When I punched you in the stomach?”
    “Yes.”
    Talia nipped his chin. “You are one twisted vampire.”
    She tilted her head to the side, fully exposing her neck to him. He nuzzled against her jugular, inhaling her lavender fragrance. His fangs extended, and he sank them and his cock into her at the same time.
    He was finally home.
    She arched under him, taking him further into her body. Perfection. But he did not know what the word truly meant until he pulled on her neck. Her floral-tinged blood flooded his mouth and he was no longer alone.
    * * *
    Talia lay on her side with her eyes closed. Jean Luc took advantage of the quiet time to study her. He could become addicted to her if he allowed himself.
    She opened her eyes and stared at him for a moment. “I’ve been thinking.”
    He held his breath. “Yes?”
    “I plan on sticking around for a while. If it’s okay with you?”
    “Very much so.”
    A wicked grin danced across her face. “Good. But we’re going to have to establish some ground rules.”
    He reached over and pulled her against him. “What sort of ground rules?”
    “You’re very uptight. You need to loosen up a bit.”
    “I guess I could work on that.” His cock and fangs lengthened. He was ready for her again.
    She wagged her eyebrows and reached for his length, circling her fingers around the tip.
    “ Merde. ”
    Her gorgeous gold-specked eyes widened. “Did my high and mighty vampire, just say ‘shit’?”
    He smiled. “ Oui .”
    She leaned in, her lips a hairsbreadth away from his own. “Then there’s hope for you yet.”

    Fin (for now)

Bonus Scene
    For those of you who wondered what happened to Deanna and her baby…

    The sliding doors to the emergency room swished open, and Misha charged in. Two steps in, he faltered at the cacophony assaulting his ears. He scanned the waiting room. A haggard-looking mother attempted to console her screaming baby by bouncing him on her hip. A man in a corner chair rocked back and forth while he clutched his stomach and groaned. The only person not making some sort of noise was an elderly woman who sat pressing her fingers against a bloody kitchen towel wrapped around her forearm. Her eyes widened as she ran them over his frame. When she reached his face, she smiled, winked at him, and motioned to the seat next to her.
    Misha chuckled to himself. The woman was half his size and, as far as she knew, more than twice his age. Humans never ceased to amaze him. He smiled slightly at her then walked