“Why wouldn’t I be? You belong to me, Lucy. You have always been destined to be mine. It is the reason Damek is consumed with jealously, why he wishes to spoil what I have. He could exist with my success, but he cannot abide my happiness.”
“You’re happy?”
“Ecstatic.”
For a beat of her heart, she continues to stare up at me, then her face creases into a smile, dimples appearing in her cheeks, a laugh bubbling up from within her.
“You are such a pompous arse.” She laughs.
“I amyourpompous arse,” I point out.
“Oh, lucky, lucky me.” Lucy continues to chuckle. “I’ve a bun in the oven and a pompous vampire who keeps growlingminewhenever I’m in his vicinity. How could things get any better? Oh, yes, his homicidal undead brother wants to take away his latest toy…me.”
She curls her hand around mine.
“Your ability to distill details to a pithy paragraph has been noted.”
“Spoken like a true barrister.”
“I’m going to take you to bed and fuck you until you scream.”
“Possibly not the first time those words have been spoken by a barrister.” She shrugs.
“Then how about I’ll take you to bed and worship you until you scream?”
“Better.”
I stroke my thumb over her cheek.
“I will not let any harm come to you, my dove. I know you’re more than capable of looking after yourself. I know that, but it doesn’t stop me from making doubly sure.” I let my other hand rest on her stomach. “I want this baby as much as you do, and nothing, not a rogue vampire, not the vampire hunters, not any other monster is going to stop me from making sure you get your peace.”
Lucy
“Areyou really going to eat that?” Dominik wrinkles his nose as I dip a pickle into some low sodium soy sauce and lift it to my lips.
“You don’t get to comment on anything I eat given your diet,” I retort, taking a big bite.
The group chat is blowing up with news of Grace’s birth. Plans are being made to come to Budapest to visit her.
I run my hand over my pregnancy belly. I’ve really popped in the last few weeks, and I look very, very pregnant.
The doctor is happy with my progress, or rather the baby’s progress. She is less happy with mine, so I have had to remind her I am living with Dominik, and he is very annoying.
Admittedly, the last part isn’t true. Dominik remains pompous, overbearing, always right…I mean a vampire can’t change his fangs, and I wouldn’t expect him to, but he is also doting, caring, and willing to tend to all my needs.
Needs which include being railed by a vampire on a regular basis. I don’t think I’ve ever been so horny in my life as I am now with a baby on board. I expect…I demand sex multiple times a day, and Dominik is only too willing to provide what I need. And more.
And as for feeding him, I have to admit, I probably get as much out of it as he does. The feeling of him pulling on me, of taking what he needs and no more—I’m absolutely sure it’s one of the reasons I want to jump his bones as often as I do.
He is as reliant on me as I am on him. Save for the fact he regularly makes sure I know whatever I want, he will provide.
Even if it means I leave my current life with him.
Dominik does not want to trap me, and he also wants me to see what he is.
Who he is.
My big, bad vampire mafia boss is not a monster. But then I already knew that.
