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“You were in battle form.” I shivered. “Now we know what can happen.”
“You may need to stay away, when I’m in that form.”
“Let us see what Ian thinks.”
“Hmmm.”
“What?”
“He should have been around, watching my mother.”
“She kept him busy.”
“Or did he want my immediate ripening to happen too?”
“I still think we can trust him.”
“We will see.”
Silence filled the space. The sound of his breathing and the beat of his heart against my ear filled my mind like a beautiful melody.
“There are rainbows on these blankets.” Keeping my eyes closed, I slipped my fingers along his arm. “Are these from your bedroom?”
“No. Octavia bought them for everybody. She’s fascinated with them too.” Xander sighed. “When we were young, Leeta would read me books about rainbows and show me pictures of them. She sent the same books to Octavia.”
I opened my eyes. “Are you ever going to forgive Leeta for helping your mother?”
He growled. “No,”
“You should.”
“She messed up.”
“You messed up.” I looked up at the shadows swaying back and forth on the ceiling. “I forgave you.”
He drew in breath. “Perhaps, you shouldn’t forgive me so easily.”
“I do.” I closed my eyes. “And I want you to forgive Leeta.”
“I don’t want to.”
I curled the edges of my lips into a smile. “I command it.”
A deep rumble left him.
“Am I not your queen?”
He let out an exasperated breath. “Yes. You are my queen.”
“Then, forgive her. We all will need to be united if we are going to beat the Quiet King.”
“I. . .agree. Then, I forgive Leeta and will tell her.”
That easy?
I opened my eyes. “Are you serious?”
“I am, queen. I can’t deny you anything that you would want.”
Calm washed over me.
He really is my king.
Desire surged through my body.
Next, my skin warmed, and my veins sang out to him. They vibrated under my skin.
I gazed down at my body, knowing that it was not just mine. . .it was truly his too.
“Camille.” Xander’s voice darkened to almost unrecognizable. “Stop it, Camile.”
Then, those symbols on my skin glowed. My veins vibrated more. “I-I am not trying to do this. Maybe, this means that you should feed.”
He stiffened. “I fed already.”
I frowned. “How?”
“I’ve drunk enough blood to satisfy any starved vampire.”
“But, how? Did you drink from one of the other dominas?” Jealousy unfurled inside my core.
I ran my nails across his skin.
“No. I drank some bottles of blood that I kept in a cooler.” He trembled under my nails and then moaned. “What are you doing, Camille?”
My desire shifted to a raging fire blazing through my veins, shoving desire and anticipation throughout my body.
My skin tingled and ached, pulsing with life as if I were connected to him by some invisible force.
A sudden rush of power swept through my soul.
“You must feed from me.”
“I want to, but part of me worries about going crazy over you again. That’s not the kind of vampire king I want to be.”
“Ian basically said that next time you get out of line, I could put you in line because I’m your queen.”
“That didn’t happen last time.”
“I was weak and terrified. We didn’t know what was happening.”
“You also shouldn’t take advice from a vampire that carries around a corpse.”
Ian is talking to her, too.
I yearned to tell Xander, but he had enough on his mind. I’d have to deal with that problem myself.
I scooted closer to Xander and pressed my body against his.
Xander shuddered. Heat radiated from his flesh.
My nipples hardened and pressed against my bra, begging to be released so that they could dip into his wet mouth. “You think Ian is wrong?”
“I think Ian should tell us why he is walking around with Phinova.”
“The fact that he is carrying her around at least points to the power of a queen.”
“I’m well aware about the power of a queen.”
I smirked. “Oh really?”
“If you could see the things in my head sometimes. . .”
I moved away from him, sat up, and slipped off my bra and panties, but kept the dagger in its sheath and around my thigh.
“What are you doing, Camille?”
“You should feed.”
“No. Your body wants my fangs.”
I blinked and gazed down at my nudity. “Yes. That’s true too.”
With his back still to me, he sniffed the air and groaned. “Are your clothes off?”
“Yes.”
A tortured rumble fled his chest. “Put them back on. I’m trying to behave.”
“We should see if I can control you.”
“We did in the bathtub and failed when I forced the bond.”
“You were in that battle form. Now you’re not. And let’s not forget that I was recovering from dying.” I opened my legs, wondering if he could smell my arousal.
Xander sniffed the air and then whimpered.
The area between my thighs moistened some more. “Turn around, Horned King.”
He complied without any hesitation. His gold eyes brightened in the dimly lit wagon. His right lip lifted into a sneer. “Are you trying to have me hurt you?”
