Recommended Read! I was absolutely enthralled by Heart's Blood: The Dark Room. -Bella, Fallen Angel Reviews HEART'S BLOOD 1: THE DARK ROOM by Kate Hill Format(s): Ebook Heat Level: Erotic Pairing(s): M/F Genre/Themes: Vampire Length: Novella Publisher: Changeling Press Cover Art: Sahara Kelly ISBN: 978-1-59596-715-2 Purchase Links:Changeling Press Related Books or Books Set in the Same Universe: Heart's Blood, Blood and Soul, Dangerous Cravings, The Elixir Maidens, Bloody or Nothing, The Masters Blurb: Knowing Dedra needs something to get her out of her thirtieth-birthday blues, a friend presents her with an unusual gift -- a photo shoot with photographer Marcellus Oakes. Marcellus specializes in sexy, gothic style photos he takes in his studio home, a reconstructed medieval castle. Tall, pale and with a body to die for, Marcellus sends her libido into overdrive. Dedra finds there's more to this gorgeous photographer than she'd ever imagined. He's sexy. He's seductive. He's eighteen hundred years old and in need of a woman just like her. The following excerpt from THE DARK ROOM is for readers 18 and over. Excerpt from THE DARK ROOM: "Hello," Dedra said, tapping on the half-open door. Marcellus turned to face her and nearly lost his breath. A black and gold fishnet bodysuit hugged her tall, sleekly-muscled form like second skin. Her full, firm breasts thrust toward him, making his hands ache for their weight. The desire to grasp her rounded hips and haul her close nearly overcame him. Marcellus' heartbeat actually quickened and he hoped he didn't start to drool. He could almost feel the firmness of her flesh against his fangs before he bit into her long, luscious neck. Quickly regaining his self-control, he smiled impassively and opened the door wider for her to step inside. "Come in and we'll get started." She walked past him and he caught the scent of her natural musk and her fresh, powdery perfume. There was no mistaking the aroma of lust and this surprised him. She seemed so cool and collected. Maybe she was thinking about someone else, perhaps a man to whom she'd like to show off the sexy pictures he was about to take. Yet Ruby hadn't mentioned a boyfriend and if Dedra was seeing someone, he would have let Marcellus know, wouldn't he? Of course if Ruby considered Dedra's current companion unsuitable it would be just like him to lead her toward another lover. Marcellus told her to stretch out on the fainting couch and for several moments instructed her in a variety of poses. A few times he used his hands to position her face and limbs. Never in his life had he been so aware of touching a model. He wanted to linger over her smooth skin and caress her intimately, stroking her inner thighs, cupping her breasts and kneading the soft, feminine mound between her legs. The temperature in the drafty castle seemed to rise. Even though he'd quenched his thirst earlier on bottled blood, his mouth watered at the thought of tasting Dedra. Keeping his lust for her body under control was just as difficult. He willed his cock into submission, ignoring how it twitched to life each time his gaze traveled over her, especially her breasts. He wondered what they'd look like free of the slight, flesh-colored padding in the bodysuit. Were her nipples hard and aroused as her delicious, lustful scent indicated? That aroma would be far stronger and better if he buried his face between her legs, lapped her sensitive flesh and tasted her carnal juices. Marcellus lowered his camera and drew a steadying breath, grateful for his rather baggy black trousers that helped conceal his semi-erect cock. If his thoughts kept wandering in *that* direction, he'd soon be so hard that a tent wouldn't hide his cock from view. He'd promised Ruby he'd be on his best behavior, yet it was difficult when faced with a gorgeous woman oozing the irresistible aroma of sex. "Let's try a different room," he said, not quite succeeding in keeping the huskiness from his voice. "And if you have a different outfit --" "Yes. I'll go change." She stood and left the room almost too abruptly. Marcellus' brow furrowed. There was no doubt the woman was attracted to him, just as he was to her. Both were doing their best to keep this session impersonal, but something told him they would fail. Maybe he shouldn't try to fight it. No doubt once he got her out of his system he'd forget about her like all the others. But what if she got serious? Some women got attached quickly and he refused to encourage her if she wanted something more than a night of mutual satisfaction. Not only were clinging females an annoyance, but he didn't relish the idea of hurting her. Marcellus might be cold, but he wasn't cruel. Back in the guest room, Dedra slammed the door shut and leaned against it for a moment. Her eyes closed, she listened to the rhythm of her heart and tried to ignore how it kept time with the throbbing of her clit and pussy. She hadn't thought it possible to find a man so attractive that she'd become wet and horny just from looking at him. She drew a deep breath and released it slowly then pushed away from the door, grabbed the one-piece leopard pattern swimsuit from her bag and headed into the bathroom. She undressed quickly, noting the dampness on the crotch of the body suit as she peeled it away from her skin. The castle itself might be cool, but she felt flushed with desire. Marcellus was so *fucking hot.* Just thinking about his melting blue eyes and the way his hands adjusted the position of her face and body sent an overwhelming rush of desire through her.

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