He studied her intently and nodded, wonder in his eyes. “I think I believe you.”
“You should, it’s the truth.”
“I love you more than he ever will,” Elijah stated.
She rolled her eyes at his brazenness and jumped to her feet, ready to go home. “Be free of needless guilt, Elijah. I know why you did what you did, and I approve. Were I her, I would demand the same. You remember that.”
He shook his head. “I’ll not take your life again.”
“Even if I want you to?”
“Even then.”
She sighed and knelt in front of him.
“Elijah, you did the right thing. Please don’t feel bad anymore.”
“I do feel a little better, and I’m glad you understand. If only….”
She put her finger on his lips to silence him. “Don’t, please. I have to go. I don’t want to worry Isaac.”
Anger passed over his face, and his fists tightened by his side, but he stayed seated. She knew it couldn’t be easy for him.
She looked at him one last time before walking away. She knew he followed to ensure her safety, but he kept himself hidden in the shadows.
***
Sabrina awoke at the bottom of her steps inside her house. Isaac gripped her arm tightly and glared at her. She gasped in confusion and stared at him in question.
“What are you doing?” Isaac demanded.
“I-I don’t know. I d-d-don’t even know why I’m down here,” she babbled. “Why am I down here? What happened?”
He glared and pointed at the door. She looked at it and turned to him in question.
“Look next to the door, Sabrina,” he spat.
She followed his directions and saw her shoes sitting there, coated in wet grass and mud. “Oh my God,” she muttered. A glance at her feet showed traces of grass and moisture as well. Her legs weakened and her heart raced. It brought to mind the dream she’d had where she woke up and found her feet muddy, and her bed covered in dirt.
She’d never sleepwalked before in her life. Why would she start now, of all times? Had the dream happened, or had she imagined it while sleepwalking?
“I don’t understand,” she whispered.
“Where did you go, and who came there?”
She told him of her dream, and he glowered at her another moment before he melted and pulled her into his arms. He breathed in her scent and moaned. “You scared the shit out of me when I woke up and you were missing. I ran downstairs, only to find you walking inside and removing your shoes. I didn’t even realize you were asleep at first.”
“I’m sorry. I’ve never done this before, I swear. I don’t know what happened.” She wrung her hands, mutilating her pajamas in the process.
“Actually, you have. Once before.” He shifted on his feet, not meeting her eyes.
She cocked her head and studied him before his meaning suddenly dawned on her. “That night wasn’t a dream? When I woke up with sticks in my hair?”
“You fainted. I made sure you stayed unconscious, cleaned up your sheets, and washed your hair. I cleaned you and tucked you back in. I didn’t want you to be scared.” He shrugged and grinned ruefully.
She drew in a breath and stared at him in horror and surprise. “You stripped me naked and washed me?”
Isaac grinned. “My eyes were closed the whole time.”
“Really?”
“Absolutely not,” he chirped. His lips quirked as if holding back laughter. She tried to resist the laughter trying to burst out and failed. He lost his own silent battle and joined in.
“Pervert,” she quipped.
“You wouldn’t have it any other way.” Isaac smiled at her, and the smile dissipated. “We need to be more careful, though. There are dangerous things out there, and you need to stay inside. We need to keep you safe.”
“Me and my frail humanness?”
“Is humanness a word?”
Sabrina cocked her head and glowered at him. “Does it matter?”
He grinned, sweeping her into his arms. “No, I guess not.”
Isaac carried her upstairs, and she pulled his face down to hers for a kiss. Isaac swept in a breath at the desire clenching him, and he deepened the kiss. He grew hard, his c**k seeking the warmth only Sabrina could give him.
He set her on her feet and removed her shirt over her head. Watching her delicious body appear inch by inch proved to be more torturous than anything else in the world. Her ni**les hardened in the cool air, and they taunted him to take them into his mouth and plunge inside her. But he forced himself to continue his slow seduction, pulling her pants down using soft caresses on her legs, before allowing his hands to roam back up to her inner thighs.
Her legs quivered, and she let out a small breathy sound as he grew harder yet. What she did to his body equaled pure insanity; surely he’d die from the pleasure one of these days—immortal or not.
She clutched his shoulders with unsteady fingers as his hands caressed her inner thigh and moved inward to her moist heat. He laid her on the bed, and he couldn’t miss her sigh of relief as he rose over her.
But he hadn’t finished yet. She’d have to wait for him to enter her. Whether she liked it or not.
Ignoring the primal instinct to thrust himself inside her, he instead took her nipple into his mouth, like he’d been longing to do since he’d bared them. His other hand caressed her clitoris, causing her to squirm in delight.
Jesus, she was wet and ready for him.
It tortured him to feel her heat beckoning him and, moaning her name, he plunged a finger inside. Her hips rose off the bed as she arched her back and whimpered his name. Her small sounds of pleasure urged him on, and he kissed a hot path to her stomach and down her left leg. From there, he traveled to her inner thigh as he caressed her sensitive nub with his thumb. Her body jerked off the bed, and he pressed her back down. He closed his lips around her clitoris to savor the sweetness of the intimate spot.
Jesus, she tasted like summer and sunshine. She moved against his mouth urgently, her hands gripping his hair. He deepened his caresses against her sensitive bud and felt her whole body tense as she neared her climax. His senses heightened from knowing he had mere seconds until he could thrust inside her body. She let out a cry, and her whole body froze. He tore his lips from her intoxicating taste, and thrust inside her. Her muscles squeezed him as she climaxed again, and he lost all control.
After a few more thrusts, he threw his head back and yelled hoarsely, collapsing on top of her. She trailed her fingernails down his back, and kissed his neck tenderly.