"Look at me, Chalyce."
She'd kept her eyes averted, afraid of the passion she knew
he'd see. "We have to keep our minds on business."
"Look at me." he commanded again.
She raised her face.
"Deine augen sind so blau wie saphire."
Translated roughly, he'd just told her that her eyes were
as blue as gemstones. "I understood you. I speak German,
too."
"There's more I'd say...in the proper setting. I picture a
soft bed, candlelight, and music playing in the background.
Then I'd whisper things a beautiful woman like you should
always hear." He lowered his voice to a level no soul on
earth could hear but another vampire standing so
close. "I'd thrust into you over and over until pleasure
overwhelmed us both. I'd take you a dozen different ways
before dawn, then sleep with you on my chest until night
came again. You've had me wanting you from the first time I
saw you. Did you know that?"
"Stop it. God...please stop," she begged.
"Not until we explore this attraction between us, Chalyce.
It's there and won't be denied."
The thunder began to roar again outside the cave. She
sensed the rogues leaving in an angry, agitated state of
confusion, but was too enraptured by the man before her to
recognize the unusual nature of their retreat.