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I miss the taste of you,Nic answered, striding toward me with an intensely sensual look that had my insides melting.

By the Goddess, what I wouldn’t give for another night with him. His focus and creativity - his passion. I bit down on a whimper of need.

Tell me...I pleaded, sneaking a glance to make sure Jillian and Darnell were truly asleep. I turned slightly away from them, so I could catch any movement but didn’t have to actually look at them.

Nicolas knelt between my knees. He had no more substance than a thick fog, but staring deep into his eyes, I could almost imagine his caresses. He bent his head closer to mine, our mindspeak giving the illusion of his voice whispering in my ear as the mist trailed down my neck, sliding against my pulsing veins.

I miss the taste of your blood slipping hot against my lips... your sweet feminine flavor in that darkest place that holds your powerful pleasure. The salt of Echo’s cum on your soft lips when I kissed you after you sucked him... My body remembers everything, mon amour... mon aima...

I closed my eyes and let the images flood my senses. My blood and skin heated as his memories twined with mine - whole lazy days spent in the summer sun, naked on a soft blanket with his mouth at my breasts and his fangs at my neck and Cade’s insatiable mouth between my legs. The sultry nights under the stars where they spread me wide, one taking my pussy and the other taking my ass, our lips and tongues an endless dance in three parts. The tower balcony where I’d once taken both of their cocks in my pussy at once, stretched so full and tight that I felt like I could shatter and float away on their sweet breaths as they rubbed against each other inside me.

And the blood sharing... oh Goddess, the sweetness of their blood on my tongue, sliding down my throat and making my body come alive.

Cade’s human blood, so much more decadent than any vampire’s, thick with unused magic. It was addictive and forbidden for a princess like me.

Nic’s pure, rich blood, flowing strong in his veins with icy power that left me feeling invincible.

We’d fucked and flirted, played and partied like we would have forever together.

My body shuddered with pleasure as I touched myself, remembering their hands as I tried to recreate even a fraction of what I wanted. Nicolas murmured French curses in my mind, describing everything he desperately wanted to do to me as one of my hands twisted and rubbed my nipples under my tunic and the other spread my wetness around and around my clit.

Nicolas begged me to show him he hadn’t been forgotten, his thoughts searing through my mind as his desire spread across my body like wildfire.

And for just a moment, as I came without a sound, I knew... I felt his lips on mine.

It was real again, so achingly real.

My mind exploded with pleasure, light and darkness swirling together like stars falling, and I fought to imagine Nicolas wrapping me in his arms. I didn’t want to open my eyes and see the mist, so I leaned my head against the moss, willing myself to stay lost in memory and wrapped in hope.

Sleep, mon amour... I will keep watch...

Nic’s voice echoed in my head as I gave in, body satisfied but heart aching for more.

Thankfully, sleep came soft and heavy with the knowledge that myaimawas keeping watch, even though watching was all we had left.










CHAPTER THIRTEEN

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