Page 59 of Protected by the Vampire

I nodded slowly as the bond pulsed again, softer, like it was reassuring me.

I focused on that and him.

On the one thing that still felt solid in the middle of everything changing.

“I’ll be okay,” I told him after a moment because I could taste his worry.

He glided his fingers through my hair, which felt like fucking heaven. “I know you will be.”

This was a change I wanted. For him. For us. And for me. And I would go through it all again if I had to. Without hesitation.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Soren

Theo lay beneath me, skin cool like mine, eyes darker than they had any right to be, and he was all mine. I brushed some of his damp hair from his eyes as he smiled up at me.

We’d already made love twice, and each time was more consuming than the last. And yet, he still gazed at me like he wasn’t even close to done.

He had become an exquisite vampire, powerful already, like turning had unlocked something in him that refused to quiet.

“You’re testing your limits,” I said against his skin.

Theo tilted his head slightly, giving me access without hesitation. “Or yours.”

A quiet, dark chuckle left me. “We have many more days and years and beyond that together. You’ve been a vampire for three days. You have your hunger under control, and yet you still want to prove how strong you are by fucking me into a messy puddle.”

He threaded his fingers through my hair, and he tugged me down close. “I can’t get enough of you. With these eyes, your body is more stunnin’ than I’d appreciated. With these ears, your voice entices me like a damn siren. Hell, you even have me talkin’ like a lovesick fool. But I’d say it all again because I mean every fuckin’ word.”

Groaning, I dipped down and licked his neck before I bit.

His body tensed under me for half a second before it melted as I fed. His blood was different now, richer, and laced with my power.

The bond surged instantly.

Like it was alive.

I felt him push back through the connection, his awareness wrapping around me, answering mine, pouring his emotions into our link as I drank from him.

“Want my cock inside you again, baby,” he breathed when I withdrew.

Smiling, I looked down at him as I brushed my thumb over the mark I’d just made, which healed quickly.

“Later. Drink, my pet,” I ordered as I tilted my neck to the side.

He latched on instantly, fangs slicing through my skin. While he got his fill, I picked up the blood bag that I’d placed close earlier and drank from it.

We’d been fucking and feeding for a couple of days while his hunger lessened and the need to hunt for fresh blood fled.

My fated mate was satisfied with my vein.

He had the bags, but he preferred mine, and I loved giving it to him.

Since my hole was still stretched from the last round, I slipped my leg over his hips, and as he drank, I sank onto his erection. He groaned and stopped feeding to lick and kiss at my neck while I rode him.

He gripped my hips, and I already knew I would be healing bruises soon after this romp.

But it really was lovely to be able to use all my strength with him.