Free Delilah Devlin - My Immortal Knight 03 by All Knight Long

brought you to the conclusion he was interested in my…musk.”
    “He pulled your trash bag out of the bin—the one with
your feminine items.”
    Lily blushed and toyed with the belt of her robe. “You
mean, my panty liners, right? I told you I have…a problem.”
    Joe’s hand settled over hers, and he squeezed. “I don’t
mean to embarrass you, but I think your problem is more significant than just a
hormonal imbalance.”
    Lily nodded, but she did not want to discuss her
feminine hygiene any further. “Those scabs look like they’re over a week old.”
    “Vampires heal fast.”
    “I should be taking notes.”
    “You know you won’t be believed if you publish your
findings.”
    Lily gave him a lopsided smile. “My colleagues already
think I’m a bit wacky because of my area of specialization.” She wrinkled her
nose. “They only tolerate me because I’m multi-published.”
    “So why did you choose vampires?”
    Lily looked away. He didn’t know it, but she’d
promised him her trust. Trust bled both ways. “I never knew my mother, but my
father was my whole world. We moved a lot when I was growing up. I didn’t know
why. One night we came home and someone was in our house.” Lily took a deep
breath, trying not to let the horror of that night get to her like it always
did.
    Joe’s palm cupped her cheek.
    She leaned her face into it for a moment and then
straightened. “My father attacked him. Killed him. Afterward, Daddy didn’t call
the police, even though he was hurt. We didn’t pack our things—we just left.”
She blinked to dry tears filling her eyes. “I didn’t know how bad he was hurt.
Before he died, he said I should be wary. That the man was a vampire.” She
looked into Joe’s troubled gaze. “He said vampires are my mortal enemies.”
    “So why would you seek other vampires?”
    Lily shrugged and felt the tears spill onto her
cheeks. “I had to know he wasn’t crazy. That he hadn’t died for nothing.” She sniffed.
“That he hadn’t murdered for nothing.”
    His thumbs rubbed her tears away. “You saw him kill
the vampire?” Joe asked softly.
    She nodded and blinked again. “He fell behind the
couch in our living room—so I never saw his body.”
    “If I’m your mortal enemy, why aren’t you afraid of
me?”
    “I was.”
    “What changed your mind?”
    His directness made her squirm. He deserved no less
from her. “The fact you offered me an out, when it was obvious you were dying…to
fuck me.”
    His eyes glinted dangerously.
    She recognized that look now and her body responded,
her nipples constricting into hard, erect points. Lily nodded toward her French
door. “You covered the glass.”
    “It’ll be daylight soon.”
    “Oh.” Worried for him, and yet morbidly curious, she
asked, “Will you disintegrate in the sunlight?”
    His lips pursed around a smile. “I’ll melt into a
puddle of goo.”
    Lily suppressed a smile at his teasing and licked her
lips. “I can so relate to that.”
    “Take off your robe,” his voice purred.
    She shook her head and clutched the collar of her
robe. “You first.”
    His eyes narrowed, but he reached for the hem of his
T-shirt and drew it over his head. Then he reached for the button at the waist
of his jeans.
    Lily’s gaze ate up every inch of flesh revealed. Despite
the angry wound on his shoulder, his broad frame gleamed with masculine power.
His happy trail of black hair drew her gaze downward. Her mouth watered.
    Joe shucked off his jeans and his sex sprang from its
dark nest of curly hair, alert and potent.
    Instant, intense arousal pulsed deep within her pussy.
She shrugged out of her robe and lay down, opening her arms.
    Before his body covered hers, his fingers went
straight for her moist cleft, sliding between her pouty lips, his thumbnail
flicking the hood covering her clitoris.
    Lily moaned and widened her legs, making room for him
to settle between them. Her hands drew his shoulders down, scraping his