Miss Me When the Sun Goes Down by Lisa Olsen Read Free Book Online

recovery, thanks to you.”  I smiled warmly before images of my sister drinking from his wrist melted some of those warm fuzzies away.  “I worry about her though, and her involvement with Mason.”  Any time the Order was involved, it brought a risk to the people I loved.  Then again, the higher I climbed in vampire society, the higher the risk I placed my family in.  “God, I hope this Jarl thing doesn’t bring any more enemies to my doorstep.  Is that why you were so wigged out about Rob leaving?”
    “Let us dance,” he commanded suddenly, pulling me out to the dance floor. 
    “Um, sure,” I squeaked, scrambling after him to keep my arm from being tugged out of its socket.  Jakob enfolded me into his arms, my body instantly molding to his as we swayed to the music.  His breath stirred my hair, fluttering past the curve of my ear to send a shiver down to my toes.  There was no art to his dance, but I felt the beat in every step and in the way he held me close. 
    He was so physical.  Everything about him larger than life.  The heat coming off of his body was overwhelming, as was the throb of his heart, audible beneath the beat of the music.  His skin smelled like sunlight and leather, and I only narrowly resisted the urge to taste it, remembering at the last second that we were in a public place. 
    Down, Anja!   What the heck was wrong with me?  Sure, he was a sexy beast, but I was usually able to keep my hormones more in check.  Had someone slipped an aphrodisiac into my aquavit?  Swallowing, I tried to inject a cushion of space between our bodies, giving up when he didn’t loosen his hold on me one bit.  I had to distract myself from his physicality before I jumped him right there on the dance floor. 
    “So um, does that invitation to ask questions still exist, or have I already hit my quota for this century?”
    Jakob laughed.  “Of course.  Ask me anything you like, petal.  I would share everything with you.”
    Glad to hear he was still preaching full disclosure, I wished I had access to the list folded inside my beaded clutch purse back in the booth.  My eyes fell upon the smooth, amber cabochon ring on my finger, and the question leapt to my lips.  “Is there a special significance to this ring?” I asked, stroking the carved runes on the band with my thumb.  “I haven’t taken it off once since you put it there… I’m not even sure I could.  It almost feels like it’s a part of me.”
    Jakob brought my hand to his lips, brushing a kiss over the ring.  “Would you like me to show you?” he asked, his eyes meeting mine.  At my nod, he led me from the dance floor to a curtained room, instead of our table.  “We would like privacy now,” he said mildly. 
    “Of course.”  The attendant stepped away, pulling back the curtain to reveal an intimate VIP room, sparsely populated with a ring of tables.  Each semi-circular booth offered even more privacy, cloaked in deep, red velvet curtains, which he drew closed around us after depositing another bottle of aquavit and two glasses on the table (along with my purse and wrap). 
    “Now that we may speak freely,” he began, sliding closer so that our thighs pressed together, “I give you what you truly desire.”  His lips drew back into a sultry smile, revealing sharp teeth.  For half a moment I pictured those teeth descending on my neck, and a tingle of anticipation danced along my spine.  Instead, he brought a finger to his mouth, teeth piercing his own flesh before Jakob offered his blood to me.  “Drink, älskling ,” he commanded, his voice husky with need.  “Drink and know me.”

Chapter Five
     
    A single drop of ruby red blood welled on the tip of his finger.  It grew heavy, threatening to fall and I couldn’t look away from it, fascinated.  “You want me to, um…” I couldn’t focus, the words falling away as the alluring scent of his powerful blood filled the curtained room.  Knowing how