Vampire Mine - Kerrelyn Sparks [86]
She gave him a suspicious look. “I know what you’re up to. You want to take me back to the cabin and climb into bed with me. Then the women will arrive and find us there, and it will be very embarrassing. And when you fall into your death-sleep, they’ll all fuss at me for not chasing you away.”
“Nay. I doona want to climb into yer bed.”
Her heart stuttered. “You don’t?” Good heavens, that was even more aggravating.
He chuckled. “Doona look so upset with me. I want to lie down with you here.”
“Here?” She looked around.
“Aye, under the stars.” He slipped off her robe and stretched it out on the grass. He sat on the edge and patted the center. “Dinna ye say yer legs were feeling weak?”
“It only seems to happen when you’re kissing me.” Without the robe, she felt a little chilly, so she crossed her arms.
“Ye’re cold.”
“I’m all right.”
“Nay, I can tell ye’re cold.” His gaze focused on her breasts.
She glanced down and winced at the way her nipples were poking out. When she looked back at Connor, his eyes were red and glowing. “Again?”
His mouth twitched. “ ’Tis a recurring problem.”
She huffed. “Brynley was definitely right.”
“Nay. She thought she could chase me away, but I’m still here. Still waiting.”
“Waiting?”
He arched a brow at her, then reached over, grabbed her pajama bottoms, and yanked.
She gasped when her pajamas fell to her ankles, leaving her dressed only in a T-shirt and skimpy black panties. “Connor!”
He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her down onto the robe.
She squealed and kicked at him. “What are you doing?”
He grasped her thigh to stop her kicking, then leaned over her. “I asked if I could touch you and kiss you, and ye agreed. Have ye changed yer mind?”
“No.” Her heart thundered in her ears. “But ye’re moving so fast.”
“Sweetheart, I doona count time in millennia like you. I’d like to get started. In this century.”
“I wasn’t taking that long.” Her breath caught when he feathered light kisses all over her face. “I’m just a little nervous, that’s all.” She moaned when he nuzzled her neck. “And you startled me when you pulled my pants down.”
He lifted his head. “Right.” He kissed her quickly on the lips. “Thank you for reminding me.”
“Huh?” She blinked when he suddenly moved down to her feet.
He smiled. “Yer toenails are pink.” He kissed her big toe.
“You could have had pink toes, too,” she reminded him. He shot her a warning look, but she just smiled. “I thought you looked very handsome with your pink toes.”
He nipped at her toe. She squealed and tried to pull her foot away, but he gripped her by the ankle and wouldn’t let go. He lifted her leg higher and trailed kisses up her calf to her knee. Her heart raced, and her stomach fluttered.
“So yer knees are giving you trouble, are they?” He lifted her leg higher and kissed the soft skin on the back side of her knee.
She shivered. “That tickles.” It more than tickled. It was sending frissons of needy sensations up her leg. She had an overwhelming urge to squeeze her thighs together, but she couldn’t when he had one of her legs lifted so high in the air.
He tickled the backside of her knee with his tongue while his hand skimmed up her thigh, closer and closer to her core.
She moaned. She’d never felt so vulnerable. Or so desperate.
He set her leg down, then pulled her into a sitting position. “Lift yer arms.”
She started to, then gasped when he whisked her T-shirt off and shoved her back down. She gasped again when he ripped off her panties and tossed them aside. “Good heavens! Aren’t you being a little . . . abrupt?”
“Ye think I’m moving too fast?” He settled beside her with a hand resting on her tummy. His gaze wandered over her body. “I’ve seen you naked before.”
“That was different. I was unconscious most of the time.” And not so intensely aware of him. Just the way he looked at her made her tremble.
“You’re exceedingly beautiful,” he murmured.
“Thank you.” Good heavens, he was really looking her over. Her cheeks grew warm. “I just need a moment to adjust.”
“Ah.” His