Cain's Identity(52)

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Cain’s arm wrapped around her as he pulled her into the curve of his body, his naked torso sliding against her back, his legs pressing against hers, his cock still semi-erect. His body was as hot as a furnace, his breath irregular and his heartbeat racing.
Faye’s body felt boneless, yet she’d never felt better in her entire life. Though she knew the fact that he’d been gone for over a year had contributed to their lovemaking being more than amazing, she realized that Cain having allowed her to drink his blood had elevated the experience to a level she’d never thought was possible.
Cain’s lips now nuzzled at her neck and his hot breath caressed her skin, making her shiver all over again.
“Hmm,” he hummed, sending a tingling sensation down her spine. “Give me a few minutes, and I’ll see whether we can improve on this.” He pressed his groin against her backside.
Faye chuckled. “You must be joking.”#p#分页标题#e#
“You think I can’t?” he challenged.
“Oh, I have no doubt that you’ll be ready again in a few minutes. You always are. But—”
“But what?” he growled, and the sound reverberated in her body like a soft caress.
“Not even you can improve on perfection.” And that was exactly how it had been: perfect. As if the year-long separation had never happened. Yet, at the same time, something about him was different.
“Good.” Cain pressed an open-mouthed kiss to her neck, while his hand gently stroked down her arm to her hand, where he intertwined his fingers with hers. “I’ve always loved you biting me while I make love to you.”
Faye jolted, whirling her head to him and twisting from his embrace. “What?”
He gave her a puzzled look and opened his mouth to speak, but hesitated. “What’s wrong?”
“Cain, this was the first time I drank your blood.” Her heart pounded.
He blinked and pulled her to him, his hand cupping her nape, his thumb stroking below her ear. “Of course, baby, what did I say?”
She shook her head, confused. “That you’ve always loved me biting you. But I’ve never done it before.”
He gave her a soft peck on the cheek. “You must have misheard. I said I loved you biting me.” Cain nuzzled his face in the crook of her neck. “In fact, I’ve never felt anything better, baby.”
She pulled away again. “And why are you calling me baby?”
“Don’t you like it when I call you baby?”
“I do, but—” She hesitated. Was she going crazy and seeing things that were different about him because it had been such a long time since they’d been together? Or had he really changed so much?
“But what?” he coaxed, and pressed more kisses on her neck and cheek, while his hand traveled lower, palming one breast and squeezing it lightly.
“You used to call me your love.”
He sighed and pulled his head back, looking at her. “I want to call you so many things, Faye. I’m overwhelmed by how you make me feel. I feel truly alive again in your arms. I know I’ve changed. I’m sorry.”
At his heartfelt words, she felt tears rise into her eyes. She held them at bay and caressed his cheek. He turned his face to press a kiss into the palm of her hand.
“You must have gone through so much in captivity. Tell me what happened to you.”
A slow shake of his head was his answer, then he turned his face away. “Please don’t ask.”
Slightly hurt by his rejection, she dropped her hand and made a motion to get up, but he held her back, pulling her against his body and lowering them to the floor again.
“Please understand. For so many reasons, I can’t talk about what happened. I wish I could confide in you.”
“But maybe it would help you get things off your chest,” she suggested, hoping to change his mind.
“It’s better this way.”
“You made me talk about it back then, and it helped me.” Sharing the details of her ordeal with Cain had been a relief.
“Back when?” he asked and slid his hand down her thigh.
Faye was glad that her face was turned away from him, so he couldn’t see the big frown that now built on her forehead. Why would he ask that when he knew exactly what she was talking about? He had to know. Cain was the one who’d freed her. Her and the others.
“After you saved me.”
He stiffened for a moment, making doubts rise in her. Why was Cain behaving so strangely?
He suddenly relaxed again. “Uh, yes, that.” He sighed and caressed her thigh gently. “Faye, it’s just . . . I have to get used to talking to others again. All that time I had nobody to confide in. It’s hard for me. Maybe it would help if . . .” He broke off.