Everyone resolved that it was time for rest. With tired minds, they'd find nothing.

Merissa and Adley had disappeared into one of the bedrooms of the guest house as soon as they walked through the door, leaving Lennon to ponder the day ahead of them. He needed a moment to forget what was happening and what had happened in the past. When Lyla walked in and closed the door, he knew that she would be the answer to everything that he needed.

With a flick of his head, Lennon shot her a scandalous smirk and beckoned Lyla to follow. A moment to relax, to give and find pleasure with a sinfully gorgeous woman and then to sleep the daylight hours away.

Lennon was a vampire that liked to get his own way, so while they waited for the bath to fill, he set about taunting Lyla and making her peak with euphoria.

Moving behind her, Lennon grazed his lips over the skin of her shoulder, catching her reflection in the long mirror mounted to the wall behind the door. Undoing her bra, he pulled it away and smirked as he looked at her.

"Your eyes are not to leave the mirror," Lennon whispered in her ear.

The wicked words sent a shiver through Lyla. She couldn't help but smile.

His fingers hooked under her shirt, lifting it over her hips. Slowly he lifted the shirt higher, continuing until she was free of it. Beautifully bare, Lennon thought that she was a gorgeous hourglass figure, full and stunning. Taking her into his hands, Lyla's head rolled back as she enjoyed his firm touch.

"Lyla, look at the mirror," Lennon growled.

She tilted her head back down, watching as the fingers toyed with the ample flesh of her breasts. They were too big for his hands; Lyla thought that he was in his own perverted heaven.

Moving around her, Lennon pressed her back to the vanity.

"Stay put."

Lyla smiled wickedly at Lennon, watching as he raided the box of bath products that Isaac had left for his guests to use. Pouring it into the water filled the room with the scent of roses, wild flourishes that bloomed into the steam. Casting it aside, Lennon returned to Lyla, dropping to his knees in front of her.

"Mirror."

His demanding tone was soft, yet Lyla didn't refuse. Lennon pulled her legs open and licked the skin.

"Oh, god." she gasped.

The vampire looked up at her as his tongue continued to swirl, her eyes pinned to the view in the mirror. It was a decadent view of a man that desperately wanted to please. She'd give him all that he wanted, all that he needed. All he had to give in return was his endless adoration and fidelity. They were the things that the formers had failed in.

Pressing his lips hard against her, he lashed his tongue over and over again. Two fingers slid deep into her, gently teasing her with short, sharp movements.

She was close. As her head rolled back, her eyes closed, the soft panting breath escaped. Gripping the edge of the vanity, her body shuddered as the orgasm finally rocked her. Groaning rather loudly, Lyla let it consume her until it settled into what felt like a mind-numbing bliss. She looked at Lennon when she tilted her head down, the sleepy smile was stunning. He thought that it was the look of a sated woman.

Lennon helped her off the edge of the vanity. It would seem that her body had stiffened into one position. After shutting off the water, Lennon held Lyla's hand as she got into the bath. She seemed to be off with the pixies now that he'd rocked her world.

Lennon lowered his pants, flicking them aside with little care. Lyla's grin was mighty as she leaned forward, skimming her lips over the head. One lap of her tongue, and Lennon thought that he was done for. He looked down into those big green eyes and knew that she was all that he wanted.

"More later." she purred, sliding to the back of the tub.

"Tease."

Stepping into the hot water was instantly relaxing for Lennon. Lyla moved to the side and waited for him to lay along the length of the tub with her. Wrapping her into his arms, the couple laid in the bubbly warmth and kissed.

Hands wandered, sliding over the slippery warmth of her back, pressing deep into Lyla's shoulders and neck. Bubbles popped around them, in the almost silence of the night they found a passionate side to they were. Lennon wasn't sure, and he was always wary of Lyla's ever-changing moods. He didn't want to push hard on anything. The grief for Eloise was still too much for her, and he knew that going easy on Lyla was what she needed.

He'd show her everything within him, he'd expose the deepest feelings and leave himself vulnerable to her words. If it meant that she felt loved, then he'd weather the storm. It might mean that he'd be pushed aside again, but he was used to that. Lennon knew that Lyla was struggling to accept vampires even if she was one now.

Pulling Lyla onto his body as he laid back against the tub, Lennon groaned, feeling her rub against his groin. Adjusting himself into place, Lennon pushed deep into her. Her eyebrows pressed together as the sensations began to build, gripping his slippery shoulders as she moved.

Her hands were heavy on Lennon's shoulders, kneading the flesh as her pace quickened. Watching her on his body was Lennon's undoing. It didn't help that her body tightened as she orgasmed. Her muscles clenched on him, and with a loud groan, he finished.

She stilled on his body, looking like her world was complete. Lowering to kiss Lennon, she smiled and said nothing. Lyla moved off Lennon's body, sinking back into the water.

They stayed like that for a while, relaxing in the warmth, kissing and caressing. It was a relaxing end to a long day. Lyla hoped that her days and nights could be spent like this but she knew that there was a consuming task ahead of them. What it would be, she didn't know for sure.

There were goals, but things were becoming blurred with each and every passing moment. What had begun as one vendetta against a horrible vampire was becoming a mission of research. Fact-finding was not one of Lyla's strong points. She could get the job done but found it to be frustrating. It didn't help that her mind would often grow bored and wander.