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I tried to lift my head to look at my mate, but he suddenly bent his arm, placing his hand on the back of my head. I understood that he didn’t want me looking at him, and that was okay. I was here in his arms, and I could feel his warm body.

“What can I do to help? I’ll sleep shifted if that’s needed, but I can’t guarantee that I’ll stay that way. As you saw just moments ago, I sometimes shift back in my sleep.”

“Not that I minded cuddling your leopard, because I didn’t. I think I needed him in that moment. But I much prefer you in this form.” Sandro reached over, and I suddenly found myself pulled up on top of my mate. I let him place me exactly where he wanted, and despite everything, it didn’t go unnoticed to me that Sandro’s dick was right next to mine. I was going to ignore everything about that because now was absolutely not the time to mention the fact that we were naked and both half-hard.

“Can I just say that I was pissed at you when I first heard you moaning? I thought you were down there stroking your cock. I was so upset, and then it suddenly became the complete opposite, and I didn’t know what to do. I tried to wake you, but…”

“I didn’t mean to attack you. I was fighting off whoever was stabbing me in my mind.” Sandro’s hands ran down my back, and I was a bit surprised when they grabbed my ass and he held it tightly. “And you will know when I’m stroking my dick because you’ll be watching.”

I felt his cock throb between us and moaned. “That is not fair, Sandro. Now absolutely is not the time for anything sexual.”

Sandro chuckled. “You are absolutely right. But I could give us both an orgasm with just a simple bite if you were open to that. At the rate I’m going, I’ll need to call Rio to bring me bagged blood before I’m able to convince you to let me claim you.” His hands on my ass squeezed again, and I moaned once more. I couldn’t help it. I was an omega who was naked, and I was on top of my mate, who, despite everything, I found incredibly sexy, and I desperately wanted to feel him sliding in and out of my body.

“Sandro, you don’t play fair,” I whispered. “There is no way I’m going to let you call Rio and ask for blood. How long can you go between feedings?”

“Normally, a couple of weeks, but my body, as you saw, is still healing. Some of the scars won’t ever fade, but others will with time. Bagged blood isn’t ever as filling as it is directly from a person, and I’m told that blood from your beloved is even more potent.” His fingers slid into my crack, and I let out a loud moan when they slid over my hole. I was wet, and I knew it. I’d been close to coming, and I was with my mate, so my body had made certain that I was ready for him.

“Fuck,” I said when the tip of a finger slid in. “Sandro, I…” I lifted my head. I wanted to tell him to stop, but I couldn’t. I think we both needed this more than either of us could say out loud. His finger slid farther in, and I moaned again. I moved up his body just enough to put my neck next to his mouth. “Please,” I begged. I wasn’t sure exactly what for, but I knew I needed to feel his bite, and if my blood was going to help heal him, I was going to give him as much as I could.

Sandro moaned loudly, and I felt a second finger push into my slick hole just seconds before there was a sharp prick on my neck. The flash of pain was quickly replaced with an intense wave of sexual need that filled my entire body. When I felt Sandro suck, I shouted into the room as I came between our bodies.

Chapter 9

Sandro

Ishouldn’t be taking such liberties with Leo, but he was my beloved, and it had been so long since I’d been with anyone. The desire simply hadn’t been there. That all went out the door the moment my kitten collided with me on the streets of Rome.

I honestly didn’t expect him to give in so easily. I had only wished for a small taste of him, and as a vampire, I, of course, knew all the arts of seduction. That was how we survived for so long without the fated for us. But my beloved was a bit more tempting than I had anticipated, and once we started, I couldn’t seem to stop.

I had only intended to play a little, but when he started whimpering, those sounds went straight to my dick, and rational thoughts left my brain. I had told myself that a little taste of his blood would be all I would need for the next two weeks, but I’d underestimated just how instantly addictive he would be.

For the first time in too long, I had a warm, willing, sexy man on top of me. His ass was perfect, his hole was hot and slick, something that was entirely new to me, and his skin smelled like ambrosia. I knew I would do anything for Leo before he so freely gave himself to me. Once my fangs sank into his skin and hit that vein in his neck and I sucked his life-sustaining blood into my mouth for the first time, I would move mountains to see to his happiness and every desire.

Leo’s shout, followed by the sudden warmth between us, wasn’t unexpected, but my own orgasm that quickly followed was. I couldn’t recall the last time I’d come from drinking from someone. But this wasn’t just anyone. This was Leo, my beloved. The man that the fates had decided was my perfect other half.

I moaned against his neck as I sucked deeply. It was going to leave a mark but would disappear quickly enough. I felt Leo’s body clamp down on my fingers again as he moaned louder, and more than anything, I wished it had been my cock that was buried in him instead of just my fingers.

I took several more sips from him before I pulled my fangs free, then licked over the bite. It wouldn’t mark him beyond the wound that was already healing. That was such a pity because I couldn’t wait to put my claiming bite in that exact spot while my cock filled him with my cum.

Leo collapsed on top of me, and I smiled into the dimly lit room. I had satisfied my beloved, and that relieved me. It was true that I’d gotten more in return, but I always wanted him to enjoy our times together, even if they didn’t involve penetrative sex. I would do my best to make it up to him, but the need for Leo had become too intense to ignore after I’d woken up to all of his warm skin lying next to me. Moments later, I understood what had pulled me from sleep. It was Leo thrusting his hips into my side.

“Please tell me it’ll always be like that,” Leo said, his voice a bit muffled from his mouth being buried in the pillow beside me.

I couldn’t help but chuckle. It had been so long, too long, since I’d felt the desire to live. Yet here I was, quickly becoming enamored with the young man lying on top of me. He certainly was who I needed to bring me back to life. Now I simply needed to convince him of that.

“In what way?” I asked. “In that it will make you orgasm? It can. A vampire can make it either pleasurable or painful.” I kissed his messy hair. “I only ever wish to give you pleasure.”

Leo’s head popped up. “It can be painful? How so? It hurt when you first bit me, but I imagine it will hurt if I bite you when claiming. I don’t have to though.”

I wasn’t certain he could see me or not, but I scowled up at him anyway. “Why would I not wish for you to claim me back? How will we complete our bond if you don’t? But more importantly, I wish for you to answer the first question.”

Leo dropped his head back to the pillow and sighed. “I don’t know. I’m nothing compared to you. I have like…less than four thousand euros to my name. And three outfits. Well, more now if I get to keep the clothes that Rio put in the bag, but that’s not the point.”

I couldn’t help it; I reached down and gave his amazing ass a slap. It wasn’t hard enough to actually hurt, but I knew it did sting a bit.

“Ow. What was that for?”

“To get you to stop talking down about yourself. If you think I had my life together at twenty-three, think again. I was just as broke as you. More so because it was the 1820s. Life sucked back then. Incredibly so. We weren’t even a country then, and it wasn’t until much later that life became prosperous and joyous.”