47. Recovered...?

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Anna put her face in her hands and cried. I pulled her close, "Don't cry, Anna."

"I couldn't let him kill Father!" she sobbed on my chest.

"Don't feel bad," I whispered and kissed her forehead.

"Father has never spoke about it," she sniffed, "He loves me. He has always been there for me." She shook her head, "It was the last brave thing I ever did. Now I just hide here," she stood up and went to the balcony doors.

"Anna, come to bed," I said softly and she looked at me over her shoulder. "Please?" I smiled and she nodded. She ran over to me and hugged me. I laid back in the bed and she kissed me.

"Marcus?" she raised up on her elbow and untied my robe. "I love you," she pulled open my pajama shirt and shoved the clothes over my shoulders.

"Anna," I sighed and kissed her. "Anna," I said and my voice rumbled deep in my chest. She stopped and looked into my eyes. "You should go," I panted, "I have been in prison to long to be able to hold myself back," I caught her wrists, moved her hands from me and tried to move out from under her.

"I want you to," she pushed me back into the bed and kissed me hard.

The need overtook my senses and I pulled at her clothes. My head spun, but I clung to her, letting her touch me everywhere. She moved over me, trailing kisses all over my body. My hunger flared to life. I moaned and she panted near my face, "I've missed you. I thought I would never see you again," she sobbed.

I kissed her and held her face in my hands, "I will always come back to you," I panted and kissed her again. Her hips moved over mine and I felt the break. She moaned inside my mouth and I broke the kiss, "Anna?" I sighed, willing with every part of my body to hold still for her. My body shook with the strain and the need pierced my stomach. "Anna," I groaned and pulled her hips closer. I felt her groan, but I needed her so much. "I'm sorry," I sighed, rolled on top of her and moved my hips quickly. "Anna," my voice sounded like a sob near her ear.

"Marcus!" she cried and put her hands on my back, her legs around my hips. She moved under me, matching my hard thrusts. Her nails pinched into my skin.

My fangs pierced her neck and I took hard pulls from her as she cried out with her release and I moaned with mine.

I fell on top of her and licked her neck as I panted hotly. "Anna," I whispered and raised up on one elbow. I looked into her violet eyes and cried, "I love you so much. I never meant to..."

She pulled my head down and kissed me hard. Her mouth sucked my tongue taking air from my lungs. She smiled up at me and laughed, "I love you too." Her finger wiped my cheek, "Don't be afraid of hurting me. I love you."

"Anna," I sighed and slowly moved my hips into her.

"Yes," she moaned and pulled me close, scratching my back again.

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"Anna!" a man said sharply and I sat up straight in bed, throwing my arm over her. Nigel held his hand up and smiled, "It's only me."

I looked down at Anna's sleeping face and frowned up at him, "Why are you here?"

He shook his head, "I'm sorry. I would never disturb you two if I didn't have to."

A man's scream sounded from down the hall and my head jerked to the door. I pulled Anna closer to me. "What the hell is that?" I looked at Nigel.

"That is what I need her Majesty for," he closed his eyes and ran his hands through his hair. I noticed his opened shirt and the red marks on his chest.

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