Decatur the Vampire by Amarinda Jones

passion.”
    Marduk felt a wild flash of heat rush through her body. His voice made her tremble. “What?” She was completely out of kilter. She wasn’t sure whether to be angry he was in her home unannounced or relieved that he was at least someone she knew—sort of—who believed demons commanded him. Right. Not normal. Marduk swung the bat before her. “What the hell are you doing here in my bedroom?”
    “Well, I know what I’d like to do to you in—”
    “Get out!” Marduk swung the bat once more in defense. It was a needless move as he was hardly rushing to attack her.
    “No.” Decatur pushed off from the wall. “Do you know how to use that other than with a ball?” He started walking toward her.
    “Yes.” No. But she was counting on adrenaline to help her when required. Besides, Marduk had never played any sports so it was doubtful she could even hit straight. He was so close she could touch him. Now was the time to strike out but for the life of her she couldn’t hit someone who was so calm and chatting to her.
    “Really?”
    Okay, so looking menacing was out of the question. “The thing is, it will hurt when I clobber you.” Marduk stepped back. He was too close and this was all too confusing.
    “If you can catch me.” In the blink of an eye, Decatur disappeared.
    “Holy crap!” One minute he was in front of her and the next he was behind Marduk, tapping her on the shoulder.
    “Bloody hell!” She yelped and jumped forward in fright, dropping the bat, as she ran to the opposite side of the room. There was nowhere to go but out the window. Marduk’s heart pounded. She was trapped. And possibly hallucinating. How had he got by her so quickly? Oh, wait—head slap. He’s a vampire. They probably do that as a party trick.
    Decatur bent down and picked the bat up. “As I expected.”
    “You expected what?” Marduk herself had expected nothing more than reading a couple of chapters of her book before going to bed. This was not entertainment she had planned on.
    “You have no idea how to defend yourself.” Decatur twirled the bat like it was a baton. “You should have kneed me in the groin when I was close to you.”
    “Okay, well, stand still and I’ll take another crack at it.” Decatur just smiled at her. Marduk had the crazy urge to smile back. This is all so surreal. A week ago she didn’t know him. Two days ago he came to her as a dream. Today, in the flesh, he kissed her and told her he was a vampire. Then he broke into my house. I’m thinking he’s going to be a lot of work. “Who the hell are you?”
    “You know who I am. I’m the man of your dreams.”
    His smile made her blush. Marduk accepted that this was the man who had taken her body and touched her heart but she wasn’t about to give in so easily again. As much as she wanted to believe he craved her body, Marduk knew there was more at stake.
     
     
    Decatur couldn’t help smiling. Marduk was so damn cute and sexy standing there before him. He wondered if she was aware he could see the distinct outline of her nipples through the thin white cotton of her singlet. His cock tensed in anticipation as he thought about those plump thighs spread and wrapped around his waist once more. He wanted Marduk again. He wanted her to see the man who made love to her. It was time to lay his cards on the table and make her believe he was not crazy. “So you know I’m a vampire.” Decatur allowed his fangs to be exposed.
    “Showing off is not attractive.”
    He chuckled. That was not the response he expected. Decatur wanted to shock and awe Marduk, not make her look at him like he was an annoyance. “Not impressed with that?”
    “Nope.” She crossed her arms over her chest.
    In the blink of an eye Decatur propelled himself forward until he was almost touching her. He bared his teeth once more. Marduk stepped back in a rush. Decatur filled the space she left. “Am I scaring you now?”
    “Maybe.” She took two more paces