*~Chapter Eleven~*
Sam trembled as Caleb drank from her. She tangled her fingers in his thick dark hair as though to hold his smooth lips tighter against her flesh. "Caleb," she moaned as he pulled away.
Caleb licked the blood from his lips as he gazed down at her. His eyes were ablaze with red-hot passion. "Did you miss me, Sam?"
"I need you..." she heard herself murmur.
A sexy smirk settled on his face as he lowered himself onto the bed. "I'm back to stay," he whispered before his lips crashed to hers.
Sam was mesmerized by his touch and his sexy kiss. He made love to her until she was weak and boneless. "You are mine," he said as he sunk his fangs deep, deep into her flesh.
*~~o~~*
When morning light flooded their suite, Sam awakened. She remembered everything. She had passed out when Caleb drank from her.
"Ohhh my God!" she gasped. "What have I done? I- I betrayed John."
She slipped on her silken robe and left the bedroom. When she entered the living room, she saw Caleb standing over Arabella's bassinet.
"No, no!" she cried out. "Don't touch my baby!"
"My daughter," Caleb spoke as he lifted the infant into his arms. "She's so beautiful."
Sam felt waves of dread as he tenderly held her little girl. She knew without a doubt that Caleb had overtaken John's body. She didn't know what to think of him.
"Please don't hurt her," Sam pleaded.
"She's our daughter," Caleb said as he stared down at the lovely face of the precious child. "I would never hurt her."
"I love her so much," Caleb revealed. "And I love you, too."
"Wh- what about John?" Sam asked. "What have you done with him?"
"He's still here," Caleb stated. "But I am stronger. And I am your husband now. You're mine forever, Sam."