The Bite Before Christmas by Lynsay Sands, Jeaniene Frost Page B

to clear the road so that the men could work on the power lines.”
    â€œThe power’s on,” Teddy said with realization, lifting his gaze to the light on overhead.
    Katricia nodded. “It was on by the time the worst of your turn was over. In both cottages.”
    â€œThen why bring me?” he asked with a frown.
    â€œBecause this one has the generator and there’s gas now. Another storm is supposed to hit tonight. If the power goes out again, we’ll still be good here.”
    â€œSmart,” he murmured, smiling at her.
    Katricia smiled back. “I thought so.”
    Teddy reached up to caress her cheek, but paused when he saw his hand. He released her and turned it over in front of his face, inspecting it. “No wrinkles, no liver spots.”
    â€œYou’re at your peak,” Katricia said gently. “Your body is that of a twenty-five-year-old.”
    He nodded absently, his gaze dropping to his chest and legs, and then he glanced around the room until his gaze landed on the dresser mirror. He stared at their reflection silently and she turned to look, too, seeing the two of them reflected side by side on the bed, a young-looking blond woman and an equally young-looking dark-haired male. She was startled though when he suddenly lunged off the bed and walked over to stand in front of the mirror, then leaned in to look more closely at his face.
    Katricia hesitated, then followed, shifting off the bed to walk up behind him.
    â€œChrist, I haven’t seen this guy looking back at me from the mirror in decades,” Teddy muttered, running one hand over the dark stubble on his cheeks and leaning in closer to examine his eyes. “My eyes are silver.”
    â€œThey were gray before the turn, they’re silver-gray now,” Katricia murmured, sliding her arms around his waist from behind as he straightened.
    â€œMy hair’s fuller again, too,” Teddy murmured, covering her hands with his, then pulling them apart to use one to tug her around in front of him. She thought he meant to pull her into his arms, but he turned her so her back was to him, and then slid his own arms around her waist to hold her in place in front of him so they could peer at their reflections. She was peering at his face, but could see his eyes moving down on the mirror traveling over her body in the reflection.
    â€œI like your body,” he said suddenly.
    Katricia actually felt herself blush, saw it, too, and found it rather surprising. She’d thought herself well beyond blushing by now. She’d also thought she didn’t have any body issues, but suddenly blurted, “My breasts are small.”
    His hands left her waist to travel up and close over the small globes and he growled, “They’re perfect.”
    Katricia arched slightly at his touch, her body grinding against the growing hardness pressing against her bottom as he squeezed and kneaded her breasts, and then he concentrated on the nipples, running his fingers over the stiffening tips before catching and squeezing them gently.
    â€œI love the sounds you make,” Teddy muttered, lowering his head to kiss her neck.
    Katricia blinked open eyes she hadn’t realized she’d closed and gasped, “What sounds?”
    In response, Teddy let one hand drop away from her breast to slide down between her legs and Katricia gasped, then groaned and pressed harder back against him as he began to caress her there.
    â€œThose sounds,” he whispered, licking her neck.
    Feeling his fangs scrape her skin, she moaned, “No biting.”
    â€œHmm?” he asked, slipping one finger inside her.
    â€œNo biting,” Katricia gasped out, covering his hand with hers and managing, “It’s— It’s just bad for you. I’ll explain why later.”
    â€œNo biting,” Teddy agreed, and then suddenly retrieved his hand from between her legs to scoop her up and carry her to the bed. He