One corner of his mouth lifted. A half smile of relief, she assumed.
“He’s mostly been with me,” Jane said. “We don’t contract diseases, so he can’t give you anything, and you’re a virgin… But we’ve never discerned whether a vampire can get a human pregnant.”
“Were you anticipating making love to a human?” she asked him as her gaze dropped to the foil wrapper in his hand. After all, if he and Jane couldn’t give each other a sexually transmitted disease and he couldn’t get her pregnant, why on earth would they bother with condoms?
He said, “As a matter of fact, I was doing a little wishful thinking myself. The supply is new.”
Her eyes lifted to his face and he stared intently at her, his scorching-hot gaze telling her everything she wanted to know. He’d been hoping to make love to her. Long before he’d even met her.
The realization knocked the wind from her chest. Her mouth gaped and her inner walls clenched, as though in anticipation of feeling him inside her.
Jane whispered, “You’re the fantasy he can’t let go of. He’s wanted you since the first time he saw your photo online. The image has haunted him all this time and he’s been tormented with the fear he could never have you.”
“Is that true?” she asked Drake.
He nodded, still looking a bit tortured. As if he’d agonized endlessly over his desire for her.
“But what about Jane?” Her attention shifted to the other woman as she posed the question.
Jane was the one to answer, with a smile. “It’s not like that between us. We have more than just a professional relationship, true. But it runs no deeper than mutual respect and adoration. We’re friends, Shana. That’s all.” Her fingertip brushed over Shana’s cheekbone. “Friends with benefits…until tonight. After this…”
A hint of sadness crept into her pale-green eyes, prompting Shana to say, “You’ll miss him.”
“Just the fact that I can occasionally relieve some sexual tension with him. We don’t associate with other vampires and I don’t trust myself with a human lover. But the way Drake feels about you… Well, once he makes love to you, he won’t want me again, nor will he let me lay a finger on you ever again.”
The territorial nature of that sentiment made Shana’s heart soar and her nipples tingle. She glanced back at Drake.
Again, she asked, “True?”
“I don’t intend to share you again. So be sure you know what you want.”
His voice was tight, almost ominous. But it wasn’t dark with a warning that she might be getting herself into something she couldn’t handle. Rather, it was tinged with a deep-seated need that matched her own. He was telling her he wanted her for keeps. And he was giving her the opportunity to decide whether or not she felt the same way.
Without a second thought, she said, “You won’t need the condom.”
Drake dropped it back in the box and shut the drawer.
Once again summoning bravado from somewhere deep inside her, she continued. “I want to feel you with no barriers. I want to feel all of you. And please don’t hold back.”
The thought of him thrusting into her in his assertive way made her practically melt off the sofa. Thank God she had Jane for support. Shana’s arms wrapped around the other woman’s neck and, in turn, Jane’s hands clasped her hips, holding her steady.
Drake was out of the rest of his clothes in a nanosecond. As Shana watched him over her shoulder, her breath caught in her throat at how magnificent he was. From head to toe, he was a powerhouse of a vampire. A chiseled-to-perfection man who left her breathless.
Her gaze roved his body, taking in every inch of him. He had sculpted pecs and washboard abs. His biceps were rock-hard, she already knew. His legs were long and strong-looking and his cock…
She moaned. “If I’m dreaming, don’t you dare wake me up.” She didn’t say this to anyone in particular. Just muttered it absently, thinking she’d rather die a slow, painful death than be roused from sleep if she actually was fantasizing about this beautiful man standing poised behind her, ready to enter her.
His cock was long and hard and thick. She fought the urge to lick her lips—or him. Though the desire to touch and taste him rose within her so fast, she almost relinquished her hold on Jane so she could reach for Drake.
But the need to have him inside her—now!—was too great. She couldn’t bring herself to allow another minute to pass without feeling him deep in her cunt.
She said, “Don’t think about anything but being inside me. Please.” She feared he might not take that one step forward that would put them in contact with each other.