The.
Fuck?
I lie there, struggling to make my body work. This isn’t a dawn-induced stupor.
This is…
Different.
My mind feels like when I was a human and drank way too much mead or ale.
I haven’t felt like this in…
Well,ever, because it’s definitely something far different than intoxication. Like a pleasant, wet heat has quickly spread from where Eilidh sank her teeth into my shoulder and bit me.
I feel like a sweetblood deep in subspace looks after a hard scene, an even harder orgasm, and being fed on.
Shit.
My mind swirls and grows fuzzy, even as my cock throbs and tries to grow hard again.
Except…
I float.
Just before I drop into a dark, welcoming chasm of sleep, a picture floats into mind. Of Eilidh and her mother.
Of the marks on her shoulder.
And I wonder…
32
Dexter
Less than forty-eighthours after I touched down in Alaska, my airplane is being rolled into a hangar at a small private airport outside Atlanta just at dusk. When the cabin attendant opens the hatch, he waves a human man aboard.
Chaldis immediately stands, and the two fly into each other’s arms, the human softly sobbing as Chaldis comforts him.
I ease Eilidh out of the way and motion Chaldis back to the private cabin. “Please, take a few minutes.”
“Thank you.”
On their way past, Corbin hugs Eilidh, and I suppose it’s progress on my part that I don’t feel the slightest bit of jealousy over it. I can tell the two men are devoted to each other. Had Corbin been present in Alaska when I arrived, I likely would not have felt any jealousy toward Chaldis then.
Or, maybe I would have. I am rather possessive of my girl.
Eilidh and I load into the awaiting SUV, and she snuggles into my arms. “Thank you, Sir.” She kisses me. “I love you so much for doing this.”
“Yes, well, he seems like a nice enough guy. You know, for a vampire,” I playfully add.
But her gaze remains on me and she doesn’t smile. “Are you okay, Sir?”
She’s been incredibly attentive and worried since I awakened hours after our encounter still somewhat fuzzy-headed and borderline high but feeling much better. It took several more hours for the effects of whatever happened to wear off.
I’m ashamed to say I didn’t tell her my suspicion, because I honestly don’tknowwhat it means.
Only that I know damn well wolf mates who get marked feel a euphoric “high” from the wolf’s venom. Humans especially so.
