Page 11 of Eternal Kiss

“Yes, but she was— Lukas?” Laurent whispered.

“Dinah is my beloved.”

Chapter Six

Dinah

I handed thesword to Laurent, pushed my tangled hair off my face, and headed to the kitchen. I was thirsty, and I smelled blood. Jerking open the fridge door, I spotted bags of blood. I pulled one out and punctured it after calling forth my fangs. This was my life now. No more pizza. No more cheesecake. No more…

“How do you eat human food?” I asked Luke.

“Because I’m an Ancient. That means I was created by Lillith, the goddess of the underworld. The rules for vampires turned by other vamps don’t apply to me. I can consume human food and drink. Go out in the sunlight. I don’t need blood as often as someone turned.”

My heart sank. I had been turned, which meant life as I knew it was over, and that pissed me off all over again. Not at Luke. He could have let me die. I was angry at the female who tried to kill me, and if I ever saw that bitch again, I was going to rip her heart out the way Luke had Darius’s.

Luke crossed the kitchen, and when I polished off the bag, he took the empty and tossed it in the trash. “Let me feed you. Fresh is better than bagged.”

Thinking about him feeding from someone else had me seeing red. Luke took a step back. “Dinah?”

“I don’t want you sinking your fangs into some rando.”

“Oh, Sweetheart. Never again. You are my beloved, and yours is the only blood I crave.”

“Well, good. Now feed me.” Luke arched a perfect brow, and I added, “please.”

“Let’s go get cleaned up, and I’ll feed you while the shower is heating.”

If that meant seeing Luke naked, then I was all for it. When we got to the bathroom, I slid my arms around his waist, resting my head on his chest.

Luke snuggled me tight as he asked, “Not that I’m complaining, but what’s this about?”

“I’m pissed, and when I’m mad, a hug helps.” Honestly, I wanted to feel him up. Lukas Benoit was a sexy ass man. Vamp. Whatever. And according to him, I was his beloved. Did that mean I got to hug him whenever I wanted? I had so many damn questions.

Luke pressed a kiss to my temple, then stepped away. He reached into the enclosure and turned on the water. “Let’s get you fed.” He extended one of his claws, sliced his forearm, and pressed it to my mouth. As soon as the scent of his blood hit my nose, I dove at his arm, gnawing at it with sharp teeth. His blood called to me, and I answered, drinking it down as fast as I could.

“Easy, Sweetheart. I know you’re thirsty, but you need to pace yourself.”

I did as he suggested as the most delicious flavor burst across my tongue and down my throat. Luke’s blood was a hundred times better than that bagged stuff.

When I was sated, I withdrew my fangs but kept hold of the wrist I had drank from. There was no sign of where he slashed his arm or where I’d dug my teeth into his skin. “That’s crazy.”

“One of the perks of being a vamp.”

“Are we going to shower together?”

“I had planned on it, unless it’s too soon.”

I shot him a heated glare. “I wanted to peel your suit off the second I laid eyes on you.”

“You’re welcome to get me naked anytime you wish.” Luke unbuttoned the shirt I assumed he’d put on me. His eyes darkened the more skin was revealed. His fangs extended, and I shivered.

“Are you going to bite me?”

“Later. Your blood is divine, and although I am dying to taste it again, we do need to change locations. But I promise you this, as soon as the threat is over, you and I are going to spend weeks getting to know one another, both in and out of bed.” His fangs receded, and he took a step back. “Let’s get cleaned up, shall we?” He removed his clothes before I could blink. When I got a look at all his fair skin, I froze. How utterly perfect was this man?

I finished undressing and joined him under the water. Luke took care, washing every inch of my skin before shampooing my hair. There was no conditioner in the enclosure, but I would deal with the tangles later. I relished the feel of his fingers on my scalp. Every touch sent an aching need coursing through my body. I didn’t know if it was a beloved thing or a Luke thing, but the cause didn’t matter. It only mattered that I wanted him for an eternity.

“Earlier, you said this is one of your houses. Are you rich or something?”