Page 47 of Protected by the Vampire

“It’s dangerous,” I continued. “Painful. And once it’s done, there’s no undoing it.”

“I get it.”

“Do you?” I challenged softly.

“Yeah, babe.”

I held his gaze for a long moment, searching for hesitation, but I didn’t find any.

That both reassured me and terrified me in equal measure.

I brushed his damp hair back from his forehead before settling my palm against his cheek.

“You’ll be giving up more than you realize,” I said quietly.

“Maybe,” he admitted. “But I’d be gaining a lot more too.” His lips curved slightly, soft but certain.

“What would you gain?”

“You.”

I shook my head. “You already have me as you are.”

“Yeah, I know. But imagine the things we could get up to in the bedroom when we’re equally matched.”

I blinked and then laughed. “You’re thinking of sex?”

“Sex, feedin’ each other, travellin’, our long lives together doing anythin’ we want.”

“You will have all that from the amulet the council will give you.”

“Babe, I want to be able to protect each other, not just live our lives together. You matter more to me than food, than my brothers, than anythin’ else you can think of to make me question my choice.”

My resolve broke… for now. He sounded so sure. I leaned in, kissing him again, slower this time. Deeper. Not driven by urgency, but by something steadier. Something that felt dangerously close to surrender.

When I pulled back, I rested my forehead against his once more. “We’ll talk about it properly,” I said. “Every part of it. Every risk.”

Theo nodded. “Okay.”

“And if you still want it after that…” I hesitated. The weight of the promise sat heavy on my tongue. “I’ll do it,” I finished quietly.

Theo’s breath hitched. “Thank you, Soren.”

“Just make sure you’re 100 percent certain before giving me an answer after we speak about it some more.”

“Promise, baby. Now, you think we got time to fool around before going back down to help?”

My cock throbbed as I tightened my hole around nothing, wanting him inside me.

“We’ll make time,” I told him.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Spade

We were back in bed after the shower when Soren asked, “Will you let me drink from you?” His voice was lower than I’d ever heard it. Rough and edged with a heat that made my pulse stutter.

“You can do whatever you want with me, babe,” I told him with a smirk.