Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 125982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
Kyla smiled. Not the same as running in the fresh air but for now she’d take it. She did some more lunges and stretches as they walked.
When they finally broke out into a jog she could feel her heart sing. It felt so good to run without fear, even barefoot. Tristan ran beside her, keeping stride with her but leading the way through the dark. It was an expansive piece of property and she was grateful it was covered with lush grass that helped cushioned her bare feet.
The sky was beautifully velvet black with ¾ of a moon and stars punctuating it, much like a Lite Brite screen. It was the end of June and there weren’t too many insects out.
“Do mosquitoes bite you?” she asked.
“Nope. They wouldn’t dare. I do the biting, thank you very much.” Tristan flashed a gorgeous smile.
“Lucky.”
“There are some definite perks,” he smirked, suddenly he was directly in front of her, jogging backwards.
“So, vampires are real?” she said, looking at him studiously.
Tristan laughed, “Vampires are real.”
“Still wrapping my mind around that one. How? I mean, where do they come from?”
“They’ve just always been. There are a lot of things that have always just been that people aren’t aware of.”
“Like?”
“Like a lot of things.”
“Hmm. Okay, I guess you’re letting me absorb one supernatural phenomenon at a time?”
“You could say that.”
“So, what was your life like before you were a vampire?”
“Let’s save that conversation, okay? I wanna learn more about you, too, but let’s just run faster for now, okay?”
“I can’t go any faster, I don’t think,” she felt a little cramp and slowed down.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, maybe just a bit out of shape after a few days of lazing in bed.”
Rather, being chained to your bed…she pushed the thought away.
“I’ll run for both of us. Whip up some wind for your hair,” he handed her his water bottle and fluidly scooped her up in his arms, all carry-over-the-threshold-like, and then started to run fast, really fast.
Kyla wrapped her arms tight around his neck and heard the plastic bottles crunch due to how tight she gripped them. She heard him laugh as they whizzed through the night. They passed a creek, he ran up and down a few hills, and she thought, though she couldn’t be sure, that they may even have dashed past a fox. Then, a few minutes later they were back at the house, inside the great room they’d gone out of. She’d love to explore this property more leisurely sometime. It was really a very beautiful piece of land, from what she could see in the dark whizzing by at who knew how many miles per hour.
“Cool off with a swim?” Tristan suggested and softly put her on her own feet and took the water bottles and put them on a table. She felt a little dizzy. That was scary but exhilarating at the same time.
Tristan reached over and peeled her shorts and panties down all at once and pulled her shirt and bra over her head. He stepped out of his shoes and toed his socks off and then dropped his shorts.
She looked at him appreciatively. He flashed dimples and then urged her, ‘C’mon.” He totally looked like a young and carefree guy; it suited him.
They went out into the courtyard and he lifted her and then jumped into the pool with her in his arms.
Kyla touched the bottom and then swam up to the surface and found him leaning his back against the wall of the pool, using his elbows on the deck to hold himself up.
“Come here,” he said huskily.
She swam over to the side of the pool to him and held herself up with his shoulders.
He kissed her passionately.
“Feel better?” he asked.
“Yes. Thank you,” Kyla answered, “That run was very Edward and Bella, wasn’t it?”
He sucked on her lower lip and one of his arms circled her waist, pulling her tight against his hard wet body. They made out at the side of the pool for several minutes. Kyla felt the heat rising in her, she wanted him badly. Again. She wrapped her legs around his waist. He let out a little chuckle,
“Was it? Two laps and then let’s go to bed,” he whispered, sucking on her earlobe.
“Okay,” she answered, releasing him from her grip, “Oh, we’ll get the house all wet. We have no towels.”
“There are towels in the deck trunk over there but bah, whatever, I’m okay with you being wet…I like how wet you can get…” he smirked and swam off. He’d done three laps before as she was done her first. He got out of the pool and then reached to help Kyla out.
A few minutes later they were upstairs, dried off, and in bed and she was suddenly spent. She didn’t know if she had the energy for more sex.