DEVIOUS LOVE

Chapter 79- Take My Hand

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Jennie woke up in an icy embrace. His limbs were cold and generated no heat upon her skin, but that was fine. She was naturally too warm and enjoyed the frigid touch of his limbs upon hers. The only problem was, his arms were heavy, and they had been wrapped tightly around her body.

He hugged her dearly, her back pressed against his powerful chest, his face nestled upon her neck, his lips lightly tickling the sensitive skin. It didn't seem like he'd let her go anytime soon.

"Lisa?" she mumbled, wondering if he was awake.

"Yes, darling?"

Jennie's eyes widened out of surprise. She didn't think he was awake. Then again, vampires did not sleep as much.

"How long have you been awake?" she asked.

"Long enough to know your hand twitches in your sleep." Lisa moved his hand to cover one of hers, his long finger probing at her tiny ones. He smiled into her skin, nibbling at one of his feint marks.

Jennie wriggled away from him, knowing what he wanted from her. "Did it disturb you?"

"Yes."

Jennie wanted to turn around and watch his expression, but his arm weighed heavily on her hips. He intended for them to remain this way. She wondered why, but her answer was received when she wriggled her hips and realized something hard and lengthy pressing upon her inner thighs.

Oh.

"I'm sure you know exactly what it disturbed?" Lisa murmured upon her soft skin, sweet and smooth, beckoning the lick of his tongue. "It reminded me of your twitches before you'd come for me in bed, darling."

Jennie's lips went agape. She tried to sit up, mortified that he made some kind of connection between both meanings of "sleeping together." But he hugged her tighter, a low rumble shaking his chest as he chuckled and kissed the top of her head.

"Such a small provocation and you're already flustered. Tell me, darling, which kind of teasing will provoke a smile or two?"

Jennie blinked whilst touching her lips. Her other hand was entangled with his and he was playing with it like a toy, pressing his fingertip upon hers.

"What makes me smile?"

"You've understood the question, wonderful!"

Jennie lightly laughed. She pushed at his arm and finally, he allowed her to sit up. She hugged the blankets tightly to her breasts and turned to face him. He was lazily lying on the bed, his toned body for display. Snippets of his rock hard abdomen peaked from the white blankets, flexing hardened lines.

"I thought you already know what makes me happy," she said.

Jennie met his intense gaze, earth against fire, emerald upon rubies. His eyes were as beautiful as they were terrifying. He was arrogant, even after just waking up. His lips were twisted into a confident smirk.

"I do."

"Then why do you choose to tease me?"

"Why not?" he returned in an amused voice.

Lisa shifted his arm and touched her lower back, his long fingers tracing her delicate spine. She shivered at his touch, his hand sprawled upon her freckled skin. Her back had lovely, tiny, orange freckles on some spots. His hand slithered around to clutch her hips and bring her towards him. She refused.