Ensnared: A Vampire Blood Courtesans Romance by Michelle Fox, Rebecca Rivard Read Free Book Online Page B

the room was so dark I could
barely make out his face. “To the john.”
    He nodded and released me. “When you’re through, I’ll tell
you what I have planned for today.”
    “Sounds good.”
    As I walked to the bathroom, I felt his gaze on my naked
body. I had a feeling he could see perfectly well in the pitch-black room. I
flashed him a smile over my shoulder and his teeth gleamed whitely back.
    Yep, he could.
    The bathroom was like something out of Better Homes and
Gardens—warm terra-cotta tiles with black counters and stainless steel fixtures,
and a shower behind a clear glass wall. There was even a bowl of wrapped chocolates
on the granite counter. I gulped down two large glasses of water and then helped
myself to an orange-infused chocolate.
    Oh. My. God . I groaned aloud as it melted on my
tongue, lush and dark.
    As I helped myself to another—this one spiced with chili—I
caught sight of myself in the mirror. My eyes were shining, my face was flushed
and my usually straight black hair looked like a rat had nested in it—a
hyperactive rat.
    In fact, I looked like I’d been making love all night—to a
vamp. Which reminded me; I pulled back my hair and examined my neck. Even
though Remy had sucked from the same place each time, it wasn’t as bad as I
expected—just two small red marks and a faint bruise.
    I glanced at my face again and shook my head. Then I
grinned.
    Maybe being a vampire’s courtesan had some compensations.
    The shower stall was larger than my entire bathroom at home.
I walked through the opening at one side and down the length of the shower to
where there were five showerheads arranged at various angles. It took me a few
seconds to figure out how everything worked, but once I did, I set the
temperature to hot and turned the handle.
    All five showerheads kicked on, sending water streaming over
me from every possible direction. I practically purred as the heated water
washed over my skin.
    A woman could get used to this.
    To tell the truth, I honestly didn’t care if I was ever this
rich. Beyond having enough to eat and buy art supplies, money didn’t mean that much
to me. But hey, everyone likes being pampered now and then.
    On shelves set into the tiles were a variety of organic
soaps and shampoos. I washed and conditioned my hair, then chose a lavender-speckled
soap. As I soaped up my breasts, Remy stepped into the shower and held out his
hand.
    “I’ll do that.”
    I turned and dropped the soap into his palm. “Don’t you
people sleep during the day?”
    “The young ones do. They need more sleep than older vampires
like me. I can take the sun in small amounts, and get by on a few hours when I
want to.” His gaze flicked to my soapy breasts and his voice lowered. “And
right now I want to, very much.”
    He tucked my wet hair behind my ears and cupped my face. He
seemed to have a perpetual night-beard. I ran a hand down his jaw, enjoying the
rough black stubble.
    “Do you shave?”
    “No, it’s always like that. However your hair is when you’re
turned, that’s how it remains.”
    “I see.”
    “Enough about me. I’m more interested in you.” He gave me a
soft, open-mouthed kiss. “Ah…you found the chocolate.” He licked the seam of my
lips.
    I closed my eyes and swayed toward him. “Mm-hm.”
    He flicked his tongue inside. “Dark chocolate. My favorite.”
He caressed my shoulders. “I ordered you something to eat, but it won’t be here
for a few minutes. You have time to finish your shower.”
    Firm hands turned me around so I was facing the terra-cotta wall.
I set my hands on the tiles. My body was still being massaged by several hot
streams. Remy moved my hair aside and, after rubbing some soap on a washcloth,
began scrubbing my back.
    Oh, yeah . I rounded my back like a cat against the
slight roughness of the cloth and gave a moan of pleasure.
    He was just getting started. Next, he slid his arms around
my front and I arched in the other direction as his