Page 115 of Vameer

Until you are fully vampire.

He says it so casually. Like it’s inevitable.

My pulse tries to speed, and he narrows his eyes. “What’s wrong?” He pulls the hand off my face and places it on my chest, over my heart.

“Nothing.” I place my hand over his and sigh. “Really.”

If the vampire doesn’t think I can get pregnant, who am I to argue. Then I think about his confusion over the pill. “Where are you from? I thought birth control pills were a global thing.”

Vameer pushes up to sitting. “Short answer is Europe.”

His accent speaks to that, but it’s not definite enough to point to any one country.

I look him over, like I’ll suddenly find a clue.

His robe is still on, the chain is still around his waist, but the two sides are pushed open, giving a full-frontal view of his amazing form.

And reminding me that I’m completely nude, laid out on a magical smoke-bed, in the middle of a forest.

What is my life?

I move my hands to cover my nakedness, but then Vameer shifts, and a bit of light illuminates a hole in his robe.

Forgetting about modesty, I scramble up to my knees. “What is this?”

I ignore the view of his gigantic half-hard dick and reach for his robe.

He’s lying on the fabric, but I get enough of it stretched out to see there are several holes.

My heart tries to race. “Are these bullet holes? I thought—” I don’t know why I thought those men today failed in hitting him. “Vameer!”

He presses a hand to my chest, over my heart, as his other hand settles on the bare skin of my side. “Mon Coeur, I am fine.”

I push the material aside and look at his skin.

He doesn’t move his hands, so I lean into the palm on my chest and reach for his stomach.

I can see that his skin is intact. I can see all his absurd muscles. But I need to feel it.

Need to be certain.

“Those bastards,” I mutter as I drag my hand over his abs.

His dick, still fully on display, twitches.

Vameer moves so he’s gripping my hips. “If you keep touching me, I will fuck you again.”

I look down and bite my lip.

Pain has me opening my mouth.

Blood wells on my lip, and frustrated tears well in my eyes.

Vameer is suddenly on his knees before me.

He touches a fingertip beneath my chin and tips my head back.

I blink, sending a tear trailing down my cheek.