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“So Beck is twenty-five.” Meg was a little surprised. He seemed
older, but perhaps it was his regal authority that made him seem that
way.
“My cousin turned thirty nearly three months ago,” Dante replied,
all teasing gone from his attitude. “Cian is fading. The intellectual
half is in desperate need of the bond. It is killing him to go without. If Cian fades, all that will be left is the warrior with nothing to balance
him. Beck will likely go mad. If that happens, he’ll have to be put
down.”
“That’s horrible,” Meg replied. “But how can he be sure I’m this
bond thingy?”
Now a slow smile curled the vampire’s lips. “There’s only one
way to know for sure. Tell me, sister, was it good for you?”
Meg felt her whole body flush with embarrassment. The scene in
the tent had been Beck’s way of telling if she was compatible. He’d
even told her that was what he was doing, but the thought of everyone
knowing what he’d done made her skin turn red. The vampire threw
back his head and laughed.
“You are so rude,” Meg complained. She received sympathetic
looks from the gnomes.
Dante shrugged, but the grin didn’t leave his face. “I don’t see
what’s rude about it. It’s a simple fact of life. We all like to get
fucked, sweetheart, and from what I’ve heard, old Beck there knows
how to do it right. Of course, it would be slightly different with a
bondmate. Even without the full bond, during sex, you would have a
connection with him.”
“I would feel what he felt.” Meg remembered that odd, erotic
moment when she could feel his hard-on, feel her own pussy gripping
his fingers as she came.
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