She could just see the top of his head, his check right on her right breast, his arms wrapped loosely around her torso and his hips nestled comfortably between her thighs. She reached up gently to run her fingers through his soft hair. No one would believe that behind the feared, cunning vampire King of the largest territory in the US lay a loving, gentle and very thoughtful man who sought the things everyone else seeks; happiness, love, a comfortable life.
She smiled as she finger combed his hair until she could see his sleeping face. There was no frown, no worried wrinkle on his brow, no angry brood. It was the sleeping face of a gentle soul.
She reached over to her phone, and then to his, turning off the usual alarms. It then took some delicate maneuvering but finally she managed to escape his hold. She smiled and kissed his cool cheek before she sneaked off to take a quick shower.
A short while later she emerged, towel around her body, another towel on top of her damp locks to find her husband still very much asleep by the sun. She checked the time. The Sun was due to set any moment now.
She took a second to admire him. Even with the sheet covering his body from the waist down he was still the most gorgeous thing ever. Even after all these years of wedded bliss he still set fire to her blood. Every kiss was like the first kiss, every touch, every caress. Every time they made love it was a new experience. Just like he'd once promised her, no night was ever the same. It was never boring to be with him.
She set the towel on her head aside and sat down on the edge of the bed. With a mischievous grin she lifted the sheet enough to expose his hipbones. Without any encouragement she dipped her head and began to nibble on his exposed hip, enjoying the taste of his perpetually cool skin. It was like tasting raw power, like lightning contained inside a perfectly handsome vessel.