A Diamond at Midnight (9 page)

When she smiled, Cain pulled her, his precious diamond, into his arms and kissed her. Only then did he feel peace steal through him.

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Diamonique
wrapped her arms around Cain’s neck and drew him in for a deeper kiss. As his tongue swept between her lips, she trembled. She wanted to make love to him, to ensure their fragile bond, but she was so weak from the holy water. Her arms dropped to her sides, useless.

“I need blood, Cain.”

“I know. I stopped before I came home. He swept his ebony hair aside. “Take what you need, love. I will always provide for you.”

Diamonique
lifted her head and kissed Cain’s neck, then bit his flesh. Blood flowed over her teeth and tongue. She moaned, greedy for him in every possible way. Cain wrapped both hands around her waist and lifted her, careful not to disrupt her feeding, then placed her body on top of his. As his hands drifted over her back and ass,
Diamonique
heard him whisper sweet words in her ear. Words she’d never heard from him before.

“You’re warmth heals my soul, Diamond. You are beauty and laughter in my dark world.
Kindness and joy.
I exist because you exist.” Then he entered her and suddenly she was filled by him.

She pulled back when she was finished feeding, swiped her tongue over the twin holes in his neck, and then slipped down his body. As she took him into the palms of her hands, Cain groaned.

“You said I give you the sun.”

“Yes,” he growled.

“It’s the same for me. It always has been.”

“I love you.”

She smiled, then slipped his entire length into her mouth and sucked hard.

“
Diamonique
!”

Cain let out a hoarse cry of pleasure, grabbed fistfuls of her hair and held on tight. She wrapped her arms around his hips and dug her fingers into his buttocks as she swirled her tongue over and around the bulbous head of his pulsating shaft.

His moans filled the room, and she used one hand on his balls, fondling and caressing the way he liked. When he seemed close to climax, she leaned back and released him. He was still shaking when she smiled and licked her lips. “Is that the way you like it?”

“Little witch. You know I loved it.”

“I’m glad,” she whispered, then lifted until she was seated on top of his erection.
Diamonique
rode him with slow, gentle movements. Ever so often Cain licked the burn marks on her chest and torso. Together, as if one entity, they came apart. Joy flooded
Diamonique’s
body at the beauty of it.

Their loving was more about seeking each other’s souls than sexual pleasure. It was as if they were starting fresh.
A clean slate.
In that moment,
Diamonique
was filled with relief that she’d chosen love and forgiveness over bitterness and anger.

Suddenly, Cain flipped her over and caged her in, his muscled strength creating a protective embrace. “My diamond,” he growled. “You are home.”

She lifted her hand and cupped his cheek, then murmured, “Yes. I am.”

“I was dead without you. I would have ended up a shell like Rafael.”

She kissed him, hating the pain in his voice.
“No, never like him.
He was evil, Cain, his soul black. Yours isn’t.
Just a little gray.”

He smirked. “Gray?”

She shrugged. “Well you aren’t lily white, that’s for certain.”

Suddenly he sobered. “I don’t deserve you. I never did.”

“Don’t, Cain. Neither of us is perfect.”

“You are. You’re my flawless gem.”

She adamantly shook her head. “No. I’m as tarnished as the next vampire. You just choose not to see it.”

“It matters little. I’m just glad you’re giving me another chance. I will spend eternity proving it was a wise decision.”

“She nodded, tears of happiness streaming down her cheeks. “Eternity together is a lovely thought, Cain.”

“Yes, eternity together,” he murmured.
“As it should be, my love.”

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Anne grew up in a small town in central Ohio the only girl with three rowdy, older brothers. When she wasn’t playing tackle football with them she could be found tucked away in her mother’s book room getting lost in mysterious worlds created by authors such as Martha Grimes and Andrew M. Greeley. She’s had a variety of odd jobs including Chiropractic Assistant, Frame Stylist, Restaurant Hostess, and Nail Technician.

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