Page 41 of Bond of a Vampire


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His hand went to the back of my neck, pulling my head to the side, his words hot on my ear. “I bet the professor would love to fuck you while you watch us. Think we should ask?”

The imagery he brought to my mind was just enough to bring me over the edge. My hips gyrated against his, rubbing myselfagainst him while my walls tried to force him further inside of me.

I wanted the image he gave me. I wanted all three of us to be together. Not just for sex, but for everything else.

I knew it was a flight of fancy though. There was no way Kyren would agree to it. I would be lucky if we could all eventually stand to be the same room with each other. Let alone with Julian, who had his own issues with vampires. It would be damn near impossible to get him to join us in bed, even if he was only touching me.

“Princess,” Tate murmured, brushing his fingers across my cheeks. “I know my piercings can be overwhelming, but I didn’t think they’d make you cry.”

“What?” I sniffed, rubbing at my face. “No. It’s not that. Sorry.” I shook my head and forced myself to smile, not moving from his lap, my hands limp on his shoulders. “Just got a bit emotional is all.”

Tate stared at me for a long moment before he nodded, kissing me on the forehead before pulling me into his arms. He held me for a long time, not once showing that he wanted to let go. His length had long since softened inside of me, and yet neither of us moved.

Eventually, I pulled away, my hips aching from sitting in the same position so long. Slowly, I inched off him, letting out a small sound as the barbells rubbed along my insides. I shifted to the side of the bed and swung my legs over.

Like a baby deer, my legs wobbled under me, and I had to sit back down for a moment. Tate laughed and came up behind me, kissing the side of my neck.

“I don’t know if I should ask if you’re alright or be proud that I have such an effect on you.”

I rolled my eyes. “You would think that. I just need a minute…” I then added on under my breath, “…for the blood come back to my legs.”

Tate, the asshole, jumped out of bed and pulled his pants back up, having not removed any of his own clothing. “Should we see if there’s anything to eat in the kitchen, or should I go grab us some food?”

Finally confident I could stand on my own, I searched the room for where Tate had tossed my clothes. “I’m sure our cook has something we can heat up in the fridge.”

“Great,” Tate clapped and rubbed his hands together. “Then I can show you how to enjoy watching a completely inaccurate representation of our lives.”

“Aright, fine.” I went to the bedroom door and paused. “You’re not coming?”

“I was actually going to take a leak then check in on Kyren, if that’s okay?” Tate held up his phone for me to see.

“Oh.” My brows furrowed. “Is he okay?”

Tate seemed to struggle for a moment on what to say, scuffing his feet on the carpet. “I don’t want to lie to you, princess, but you have to promise not to freak out.”

I released the door handle and crossed my arms. “I’m not sure I like the sound of that.”

Tate crossed the room and placed his hands on my shoulders. “We’re trying to find the people who attacked you.”

Staring up at him, my lips twisted to the side. “We, who?”

“Me, Kyren, and Julian.”

If Tate had told me he was working with the Pope, I couldn’t have been more surprised.

“Wait, what? KyrenandJulian? Together? You mean at the same time?”

Tate grimaced. “Well, if they don’t end up killing each other first. I left them bickering to come see you.”

I snorted. “That was brave of you.”

The idea of the two of them in the same room together let alone working together was so beyond my comprehension I couldn’t even imagine it. Fucking? Sure. But working together? Not in a million years.

“Also,” Tate paused and then added sheepishly, “if you still have that note, it might be helpful in finding who’s responsible.”

A suspicious feeling came over me at his request. “You didn’t just come over here to get that note, did you?”

“Oh, no. I meant what I said about missing you.” Tate gave me a wolfish grin and cupped my waist. “Besides, if I’m going to play babysitter to those two, I need all the incentives I can get.”