Page 96 of Bonded Through Bite

Maybe it’s part jealousy—Rafael having a bond with her, and the wolf. I’ve never liked feeling left out. But it’s not only that.

She’s amazing. Sassy. Caring.

Even when she’s pissed, she’s not cruel. And when she’s pleased, she doesn’t hold back. I don’t know if she was always like this, this… full of life, but being around her is addictive.

And maybe there’s a small part of me that craves this link to Rafael. I’m not ready to take a closer look at that thought, so I lick Samantha’s skin and pull another small whimper from her.

Watching Zack fuck Samantha into bliss made my cock ache, but nothing compares to the pleasure of having her blood in my mouth, soothing my throat and filling my veins. She said she felt a bond before, but now I feel it too. A connection that goes bone deep.

Reluctantly, I pull back and lick my lips.

“Are you all right, little fangs?” I ask, my voice hoarse.

“Mmh,” she replies. She seems happy and relaxed, lounging on top of Zack and leaning against me. When Rafael lifts his hand from her breast, she frowns.

“Going somewhere?”

“I think we all better get into a shower and get some clothes on before the witch returns,” Rafael replies.

“Damn potpourri,” Samantha mutters but stirs a bit, at least enough to pull herself against Zack’s chest. He doesn’t seem to be in any hurry to get up.

“Dove,” he rumbles. “Maybe you could get one of the vamps to carry you?”

“Come here, Samantha,” Rafael immediately jumps in and holds out a hand. She takes it and gingerly lifts herself off Zack and his cock.

I’m glad I got over size comparison some hundred years ago, otherwise sharing Samantha with him might be an issue.

Rafael scoops her up and heads upstairs. I look at Zack, who’s rolling his ankle and frowning down at his leg.

“There’re other showers in the downstairs guest wing.”

“Good. They need time alone.” My surprise must show on my face, because Zack chuckles. “Don’t get me wrong. I’d love to drag my ass up there, but she’s getting overwhelmed. All of us going on at her during sex is all well and good, but…”

I frown. “You seem to be pretty easy with sharing her.”

“I came into a package deal and neither of you is really giving me a hard time.” He shrugs and moves to stand.

“Still… I would love to steal her away,” I mutter.

“Would you really? Considering how it would affect her and seeing how she’s feeling?”

“What do you mean?”

Zack just looks at me and shakes his head. “Not my place. I should have kept my big mouth shut. Now, can you point me in the right direction for the shower? I think Moretti was right in the regard that Samantha would not appreciate my cock hanging out when the witch returns.”

He chuckles again and a smile tugs my lips too. Samantha would lose her mind if Zack flashed Sophie. I glance down at my own tented pants and sigh.

“I’ll need to call and ask someone to bring me more clothes,” Zack says. Jere had brought a set of clothes for him earlier, but Samantha took care of the shirt, and his pants are a bit stained.

“Here.” I pull up Jere’s number and hand my phone over.

“Thanks.”

I lead him to the guest room before heading to the back door. It’s not only Samantha who’s getting overwhelmed. I’ve been avoiding Rafael for a reason and now I have a bond with Samantha, too. I pace back and forth, unable to tear myself away from the house.

Ha, like the house has anything to do with it. It’s the two vampires inside that are holding me back. I lose myself in the gardens, and some time later find myself in the rose garden.

Despite the winter, there are several rose vines in full bloom. Pearlescent flowers mix with pink and red. All of them grow from the same vine. I wonder if Samantha would like a bouquet in the house. Absentmindedly, I pluck one rose and prick my finger on the thorns.