Because I Want a Vampire's Kiss! (Book 3)

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Chapter 4

Leo Vogel had been sitting in his office all morning, wishing he were anywhere but there. He was restless, both in his mind and in his body. It had started last night with a dream he couldn’t quite remember when he’d awakened. Somehow though, he knew it was important. So, now, instead of being able to concentrate on the reports in front of him, he’d been trying to remember what it was about.

Thinking of the dream also started him thinking about other things. First, he thought about how Falco and Tobias had found their beloveds. Next, he thought about how that fact alone had made his spirit long for a Geliebte, beloved, of his own. Then, he thought about the restlessness that had plagued him in the last few years. Finally, as he thought about that restless, and empty feeling it took him back to when it had started.

As any male vampire did, he longed for love and a good woman, but after a time it was pushed back to the edge of his mind and forgotten. Exactly thirty-two years ago though, a relentless longing had struck him with a vengeance. Most of the time it was nothing to him but a slight annoyance. Kind of like the annoying buzz of a mosquito that you can hear but can’t see.

With every year that had passed through, the feeling strengthened. A couple of months ago though, he began to find it harder and harder to ignore the feeling. Within just a few days, it had escalated, getting louder and louder. Last night it became a loud crescendo of sound on his psyche, starting with the dream he couldn’t remember.

Leo hissed his irritation. He didn’t like things he couldn’t control and there was no controlling this longing that seemed to have taken over his life to the point he could no longer ignore it as he once had.

Spinning his chair around, he stared out the window he now faced, giving up all pretense of work. His mind was too full to concentrate on numbers and orders. He thought about the fact that he had told no one of these feelings, not even his Mutter. He wondered now if talking would have made his life simpler, just by sharing his burden. He didn’t even know how to explain what he was feeling though, so why bother.

Besides, he was the oldest. He was supposed to be the one with the answers, not questions. Who wanted to hear about the weird feeling he was getting any way?

No one, that was who. So, he’d stoically plodded along and ignored the empty feeling in his gut.

Leo gave a long sigh, tipping his head back to stare at the ceiling. That empty feeling had been so much easier to ignore when all the Vogel brothers were single.

He was brought back from his rambling thoughts by voices outside his door. Pulling his gaze from the ceiling, he swung his chair around to face his desk and the door. With curiosity, he listened.

“Miss, Miss, you can’t go in there!” The receptionist said.

“Miss, please! These are private offices. Do you have an appointment?”

Leo raised an eyebrow at the question. She knows I don’t have any appointments this afternoon. I’m quite sure I don’t. At least, I didn’t when I walked in this morning and she handed me my schedule for the day.

“Oh, well, not exactly. You see, he’s a good friend of my father’s. I just wanted to stop in and say hello since I’m passing through. My father probably told him I’d be out this way, so he might be expecting me.”

Now Leo knew something wasn’t right. He wouldn’t forget an appointment with the daughter of one of his friends…wait, do any of my friends have a daughter old enough to come on their own and see me?

“Oh. Well, alright then,” the woman said, looking a bit relieved. “He doesn’t have any appointments for most of the day, so, I suppose it would be alright. Just knock, he’ll answer, and you can go in.”

Leo heard the knob turn, the door opening, then a beautiful lady walked inside his office.

She was tiny with red hair that fell well past her shoulders. She was wearing big, black-framed glasses that made the green eyes behind them look huge. She was perfect for him.

They stared at each other for long moments, saying nothing. He stood up and moved around his desk as she moved closer.

“I have been searching for you almost my whole life you know. I was beginning to think I wasn’t going to find you,” she told him.

“And why exactly have you been searching for me, little one?”

“Because I want a vampire’s kiss, and I want you to be the one to give it to me,” she replied as she moved closer. She now stood right in front of him.

He wasn’t exactly sure what to say to that. So, he stayed quiet, breathing in her sweet peach scent he found himself becoming addicted to.

“Are you married?”

Nein,” he answered.

“Then I’m not leaving without what I came for,” she whispered.

She then sighed what he assumed was relief before reaching her hand out toward him. Laying it on his chest she murmured, “I have dreamed about a male vampire since I was fourteen years old.”

Shock moved through his system as he thought back to the dream last night. Although he couldn’t remember any details, he wondered if it was the same as hers. So, clearing his throat, he asked, “How do you know it was a vampire in your dreams? Aren’t they supposed to be nothing but a made-up fantasy?”

“Mm… maybe they are,” she agreed. “I know this one is real though because his eyes were the color of blood and he had fangs.”

“My eyes aren’t red, and as you see, I have no fangs,” he argued with her. He wasn’t ready to admit she was right, not yet.

“No, they are the color of the ocean so blue, just as they were when I dreamed of you last night. For the first time in eighteen years, you weren’t completely blurry. For just one moment in time, I saw your eyes change from red to blue. You told me I was close, you told me to find you. Not only that, but I would know your voice anywhere. So, now I want what I came for, your kiss.”

“A kiss?”

“Yes, please,” she begged him. She leaned her small body into his, tilting her head up, and waited.

Who am I to argue with a lady?

Leo placed his lips and hers and suddenly all the emptiness that had plagued his mind was gone. Now his mind and heart were filled with the warmth that was her. His body now craved what only this woman could give him. His heart now beats in the same rhythm as hers.

He knew the moment she walked in his door and her sweet peach scent had filled the air that she was his, his Geliebte, beloved. The one he had waited for, for so long. The moment their lips touched he knew he would never touch another’s.

Breaking their kiss, he pushed her back gently, moving her around his desk. Then, shoving everything off, not caring that papers fluttered to the floor, he picked her up and placed her on it. Leaning in, he nuzzled her neck, whispering, “You are so tiny.”

She can’t be more than five feet and maybe a hundred pounds. Not that I care because she is perfect for me.

She moaned and in a breathless voice said, “I take after my mother. Father teases… that we…”

His lips found her earlobe and sucked it into his mouth for a moment before moving to her neck.

“That we… ahh… are… oh, Leo,” she moaned out.

He nipped at her neck right at her pulse. He wanted so badly to bite her, to taste of her sweet essence.

She grabbed hold of his biceps as he pushed her flat onto his desk.

“That you’re what?” He questioned her as he unbuttoned her blouse.

“P-P-Pixies,” she finally managed to say.

He finished unbuttoning her blouse, pushing it off her gaze at her pale flesh.

“No fair,” she said, her lip out in a pout. She reached up then and began to unbutton his shirt.

The phone on his desk chose that moment to beep, and he heard his receptionist say, “Sir, Bruno is on line one.”

Leo raised his head with a slight growl to glare at the phone. Reaching over, he pushed the button and spoke, “Tell him I’ll call him back shortly.”

“Yes sir,” the receptionist responded.

He huffed as he buried his face in her neck.

“Well, that kind of spoiled the mood huh?”

“Mm…” he mumbled as he continued to breathe in her peach scent. This calmed the beast within. His hands continued to roam over her body.

Her hands found their way under his shirt to run through the hair on his chest. “Um… I don’t think I ever got it said, but my name is Camilla Smythe.”

He raised his head. “I’m Leo Vogel.”

She gave him a loving smile as her green eyes sparkled from behind her large frame glasses. “I know. I saw your name on the door.”

“So, I’m guessing I don’t know your dad?” He asked teasingly as he raised an eyebrow.

Her cheeks turned a bit pink even as she giggled. “Ah… you heard that? The answer would be no. Unless of course, you’ve been to South Dakota?”

Nein, I’ve never been there. I know where it is though, and you’re a long way from home, little one.” He ran his hand through her hair, so soft.

She shrugged. “Maybe, but I found you. It took me four months of long car rides and yesterday I was ready to give up. I didn’t though, and I found you.” Grabbing hold of his neck, she kissed him softly before adding, “Oh, Leo, I am so glad I found you.”

Ja, you did, little one.” He huffed irritably.

“What’s wrong?”

“I better get Bruno called back or he’ll be showing up at my door…”

A tapping came from the office door

“…soon,” Leo finished with a snort.

“Leo, why do you have your door locked? We’ve got an issue to resolve, and I need to talk to you,” Bruno called out. “Open the door, Bruder!

Camilla giggled but straightened out his shirt for him before fixing her own.

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