Chapter One
Jena noted the vampire’s presence in the little bistro almost immediately. It was hard to miss a man as handsome as Ian Sinclair. They’d met at her friend Christy’s wedding. He was an old friend of the groom…a very old friend, considering the groom was a vampire with over two centuries under his belt.
Jena had learned about the existence of vampires the night Sebastian, Christy’s new husband, saved her friend’s life by turning her. Christy had been under Jena’s care in the hospital, and they needed her complicity in order to save Christy’s life. Christy’s first husband, Jeff, had finally beat her to death, but Sebastian and his magic blood saved her and not long thereafter, Christy was free of Jeff for good and happily married to Sebastian.
As a doctor, Jena was fascinated by the idea of vampirism, though all of the vampires she now knew refused to let her get close enough to try to figure out what made their blood so different. As a woman, Jena was intrigued by the vampire’s erotic power. Jena hadn’t let Sebastian turn Christy without first receiving some assurance that his bite wouldn’t hurt her more. No, Jena had demanded to be bitten first, so she’d know for herself Christy wouldn’t suffer.
What she’d felt when Sebastian first licked her neck, then bit down and sucked hard, had been unbelievable. An intense orgasm had shuddered through her body, though she still had all her clothes on. Worse, she and Sebastian were in a hospital room full of friends, ancient and newly turned alike, who watched every spasm of her ecstasy with varying degrees of envy and amusement. Jena could have died of embarrassment, if she hadn’t felt so damn good. Just the bite of the vampire, paired with his ability to influence her mind and sexual responses, had her coming for him shamelessly. And she’d only just met the man!
Jena had since learned that vampires fed not only on blood, but also on the psi energy that was strongest at the point of orgasm. Sex was sustenance to them, just as much as blood. They were erotic creatures in every sense of the word and the males who were now mated to her closest friends were sexy in the extreme. They all seemed to exude some kind of animal magnetism that was incredibly hard to resist. It helped to remember that they were married to her best friends and said friends now had sharp teeth of their own.
Then there was Ian.
A single, devastatingly handsome vampire with sad eyes that smoldered. Jena had spotted him across the reception hall at Christy’s lavish wedding and from that moment on, no other man seemed to exist in her world. He was tall, handsome as sin, and just looking at him made her body cream with anticipation. Oh, he had the same sexual pull as the others, but like them, he’d never focused it on her. If he had, she was very much afraid she’d throw herself at him, strip naked in front of all the wedding guests and yank him down onto one of the catering tables to be roundly ravished.
He was just that sexy.
Sebastian had given her the best orgasm of her life—which she knew was pretty pathetic, considering they hadn’t even had sex. And he’d been rushed at the time, worrying over Christy, and a little ticked off at Jena standing in his way. He’d taken her blood quickly, with little finesse, but oh, how fantastic he’d made her feel.
If Sebastian was that good on the run, she wondered what Ian could do if he took his time.
Ian Sinclair was every bit as alluring as Sebastian, and far older. What little she knew about his past came secondhand from Christy, and she’d be damned if she could understand why the man fascinated her so much. Christy told her little tidbits, such as how Ian had once been a knight. Those incredible muscles had been first built by wielding a sword, and he kept a stable of horses at one of his homes on the coast. He lived nearby, but Christy either didn’t know where or wasn’t telling. Jena had also heard he
Jena noted the vampire’s presence in the little bistro almost immediately. It was hard to miss a man as handsome as Ian Sinclair. They’d met at her friend Christy’s wedding. He was an old friend of the groom…a very old friend, considering the groom was a vampire with over two centuries under his belt.
Jena had learned about the existence of vampires the night Sebastian, Christy’s new husband, saved her friend’s life by turning her. Christy had been under Jena’s care in the hospital, and they needed her complicity in order to save Christy’s life. Christy’s first husband, Jeff, had finally beat her to death, but Sebastian and his magic blood saved her and not long thereafter, Christy was free of Jeff for good and happily married to Sebastian.
As a doctor, Jena was fascinated by the idea of vampirism, though all of the vampires she now knew refused to let her get close enough to try to figure out what made their blood so different. As a woman, Jena was intrigued by the vampire’s erotic power. Jena hadn’t let Sebastian turn Christy without first receiving some assurance that his bite wouldn’t hurt her more. No, Jena had demanded to be bitten first, so she’d know for herself Christy wouldn’t suffer.
What she’d felt when Sebastian first licked her neck, then bit down and sucked hard, had been unbelievable. An intense orgasm had shuddered through her body, though she still had all her clothes on. Worse, she and Sebastian were in a hospital room full of friends, ancient and newly turned alike, who watched every spasm of her ecstasy with varying degrees of envy and amusement. Jena could have died of embarrassment, if she hadn’t felt so damn good. Just the bite of the vampire, paired with his ability to influence her mind and sexual responses, had her coming for him shamelessly. And she’d only just met the man!
Jena had since learned that vampires fed not only on blood, but also on the psi energy that was strongest at the point of orgasm. Sex was sustenance to them, just as much as blood. They were erotic creatures in every sense of the word and the males who were now mated to her closest friends were sexy in the extreme. They all seemed to exude some kind of animal magnetism that was incredibly hard to resist. It helped to remember that they were married to her best friends and said friends now had sharp teeth of their own.
Then there was Ian.
A single, devastatingly handsome vampire with sad eyes that smoldered. Jena had spotted him across the reception hall at Christy’s lavish wedding and from that moment on, no other man seemed to exist in her world. He was tall, handsome as sin, and just looking at him made her body cream with anticipation. Oh, he had the same sexual pull as the others, but like them, he’d never focused it on her. If he had, she was very much afraid she’d throw herself at him, strip naked in front of all the wedding guests and yank him down onto one of the catering tables to be roundly ravished.
He was just that sexy.
Sebastian had given her the best orgasm of her life—which she knew was pretty pathetic, considering they hadn’t even had sex. And he’d been rushed at the time, worrying over Christy, and a little ticked off at Jena standing in his way. He’d taken her blood quickly, with little finesse, but oh, how fantastic he’d made her feel.
If Sebastian was that good on the run, she wondered what Ian could do if he took his time.
Ian Sinclair was every bit as alluring as Sebastian, and far older. What little she knew about his past came secondhand from Christy, and she’d be damned if she could understand why the man fascinated her so much. Christy told her little tidbits, such as how Ian had once been a knight. Those incredible muscles had been first built by wielding a sword, and he kept a stable of horses at one of his homes on the coast. He lived nearby, but Christy either didn’t know where or wasn’t telling. Jena had also heard he
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