"She asked me if I had a good reason for killing our kind, I told her, yes, and that was all."
Isabelle closed her eyes, dropped her head to his shoulder, and groaned as she realized the full extent of her stupidity and foolishness. It made her feel worse her mother put such blind faith in him when she hadn't.
"I'm such an idiot," she mumbled.
He laughed as he rolled her over and pinned her to the mattress with his solid body. "You are anything but an idiot, Isabelle; you're just stubborn. Your mother knows that."
Isabelle opened her eyes to look up at his twinkling black ones. "We don't have to leave," she murmured. "Ethan and I are a lot alike; he didn't mean what he said, and he'll come around."
He grinned at her as he brushed a light kiss across her mouth. "I know, trust me, I know."
Isabelle frowned at him as he happily smiled down at her. "What is Europe like?" she asked.
"It's beautiful."
"Do you want to go?"
His smile faded as he stroked her cheek. "We can stay here, Isabelle. I like it here, your family is here, and I know this is where you're the happiest."
"Yes, but I've decided I want to see the world, and I want you to show it to me. We'll always be welcome here, always be able to come back, but I would like to go if you want to."
He smiled as he bent and placed a feather light kiss on her lips. "I would love to show you everything, Isabelle," he whispered.
She smiled as he brushed away her drying tears. Seizing his hand, she brought it to her mouth. Drawing one of his fingers inside, she began to suck and lick it as she savored the taste of him. His eyes clouded with passion as he watched her with fascination. She released his finger and wrapped her hands around the back of his head.
"First things first though," she whispered.
"What's that?" His voice was deep and husky as she felt him lengthen against her thigh.
Her smile turned sly and seductive as she brought his head down. "I need to show you how sorry I am, and how much I do love you."
He grinned down at her, as his eyebrows quirked in amusement. "That might take a lot of persuasion."
By the end of the day, she’d managed to convince him.
The End.
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Untamed The Vampire Awakenings, Book 3
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Chapter One
Ethan felt like he was trying to squeeze himself into a space the size of a high school locker as he kept his arms close to his sides in an attempt to avoid bumping into anyone around him. It was bad enough hearing the human's heartbeats and smelling the blood flowing through their veins, but the thought of touching one of them made his skin crawl.
He'd been crazy to make this trip though he'd fed almost double what he normally did before leaving home to curb the ever-present hunger within him. Being this close to so many humans strained his control and tried his patience. That nagging voice inside him, the one wanting to taste every single one of these people, begged to be obeyed. He was afraid of what might happen if he didn't get away from this crowd soon.
Sliding his sunglasses into place, he stepped out of the airport and into the bright light of the day. The heat was like a slap in the face after the cool air inside the airport, and it caused him to inhale sharply. Adjusting the bag in his hand, he scanned the crowd of people swarming around him. Ants, he thought. Annoying ants he would prefer to stomp, but he gritted his teeth and concentrated on keeping his desire to become a blood-sucking terminator under control. He'd never been a fan of people; however, being enclosed within three different flying tin cans for almost a day, had frayed his nerves and shortened his already low tolerance for the creatures.
He couldn't believe he'd let Isabelle talk him into this, but getting away from his siblings for a month and vacationing in paradise had seemed a lot more appealing before he stepped onto the first airplane. He glanced around the crowd again, searching for two familiar dark heads, but he didn't see them amongst the crush of people.
Inhaling, he took in the familiar and pleasant aroma of the tangy ocean air. After a shower, a change of clothes, some blood, and a few drinks, he'd be back to looking forward to spending the next month with his sister and brother-in-law in Bermuda again.
He stepped away from a young girl who brushed his arm and smiled flirtatiously at him. Normally, he would at least return the smile; now he stared relentlessly back until she blushed and hurried away. The last thing he needed was some human thinking was interested in them. He may have embarrassed the girl, but she didn't know just how close he was to the edge, how close she’d come to being the one who finally eased the insistent call for blood flowing through his system.
A small squeal alerted him to Isabelle before he spotted her. He turned just in time to catch her as she flung herself into his arms. A small grunt escaped him, but he dropped his bag and wrapped his arm around her waist as she laughed loudly. "I'm so glad you came!" she cried.
Relief filled him as he lifted her off the ground and hugged her back. It had been almost six months since she and Stefan left home, a week after their bond was completed. Until now, he hadn't realized just how
